Memory pool

Coast and Robert Arneson’s Pool with Splash. Both of these pieces of art showed character and seemed to almost speak to the viewer. Although there are many different periods

The sight brings forth a nostalgic memory, and sequentially a profound sense of energy. My eyes dart back to blocks and there’s definitely something else, something missing. I just can’t grasp the idea. I shove my confused thoughts away and concentrate on swim practice and the set intervals. My legs flutter with a burning sensation and I relish the pain. However, the thought can’t stop recurring, and as I drift into the wall, I travel back to beginning of the memory... “BEEEEPPP!” The screech of the

child. I don 't remember my third birthday or my first day of school, I don’t remember running around the playground or what my favorite food was. But I remember very clearly the day my cat died. It 's been 10 years since, and still the most memorable memory of my childhood. My sister Riley and I were twins. We were always thinking ahead trying to think of new mischievous plans while waiting on getting into trouble. On this particular day, we had turned our bedroom walls into our colored master pieces

As another Team Meeting broke up, Steven plodded back to his desk where his projections for the quarter ahead were waiting to be completed. He gazed out the hermetically sealed windows which overlooked the sprawling city, his eyes searching for green spaces. He sighed. He had thought transferring to the City from the village would be more exciting and challenging but it had not lived up to his expectations and he was frustrated at the endless meetings and emphasis on figures and targets. He was also

into mere memories that in the grand scheme of things are virtually irrelevant. The Swimmer by John Cheever is a short story that, in an incredibly accurate manner, illustrates how the neglect of reality can impair a person’s judgment and understanding of time, and negatively influence their lives. Perhaps, the larger idea the

arms just as the people at Middletown High. I have so many fond memories from my time at Holy Cross but one will stay in my memory forever. It all started when i was in the 6th grade at my friend Maddy’s Birthday Pool Party at the pool. We were all having a blast swimming , singing, and playing volleyball. Well not much of the swimming on my part of the fun. at the time i was not the strongest swimmer. I would only stand up in the pool until my chin touched the water. Which was pretty cool since i

The Swimmer The Swimmer was originally a short story written by John Cheever. The story on the surface is about a wealthy man named Ned Merrill who decides to swim home to his wife Lucinda and two daughters using a string of swimming pools. However, when he arrives home he comes to an empty house. Using an in depth analysis, it is revealed that his “journey” is actually his decline in status, and effects of alcoholism. Ultimately it could be argued that the story shows the dangers of wealth and

to board a plane and travel to the Bahamas for our vacation. When we got there, we were able to go around to many different places. One of the very first things my family decided to do was going down to the beach. Afterwards, we walked over to the pool to hang out. Later on in the week, my parents decided that we were all going to swim with dolphins. Throughout our trip, we were able to explore the area and experience many memorable events. Out of all of the beaches I have traveled to, I can say

open front door, I could see everyone was already on their way to the pool. I hurried to catch up, moving as quick as a firemen answering a call. “Who’s coming with us today?” I asked my sister. “Just about everyone,” she sighed as we slowly walked to the pool at the end of our apartment complex. I wondered what was bothering her, but the thought quickly slipped my mind as excitement took its place. As we got closer to the pool I could hear the joyful sounds of children, clearly we weren’t the only

uses distinctive segments of shape in "The Swimmer" to make its importance. Through this short story, Cheever surmises that developing is certain and one much of the time denies it's coming and passage. Using Neddy's journey through his neighbors' pools, he exhibits that when one experiences extraordinary events, it is difficult to recognize the consequent changes. Cheever suggests that a man as often as possible covers real events from the mind and rather, submerges oneself in more positive trickeries