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the way he talked to his children, which makes him a good father. He gave his children freedom to explore, but at the same time being a disciplinarian and making it very clear to them when they have overstepped the line. When Jem lost his temper and messed Mrs Dubose’s camellia bushes, Atticus asked him to apologize to her and make him read to Mrs Dubose for a month. He showed his children to step into someone else shoes and try to understand their views and opinions. He was an honest man with tremendous

were all by himself, it would drive him crazy. Although Lennie is not very smart and he distracts George, they are still great friends. “I seen the guys that go around on the ranches alone. They ain’t no good.” (41) Clearly George appreciates the fact that he has Lennie with him, but if Lennie was gone and George still worked, he would be messed in the

EARTHQUAKES AND OTHER NATURAL DISASTERS Alex was paralysed with fear. They were coming for him, the doctors and medicine people. He didn’t want to go to that room with the blue walls that would taunt and tease him with their angry grins and depressing laughter and the people. Those people all dressed in white, with their scissors and needles and tiny ferocious sharp knives who would prod and probe him with all their shiny torture equipment and steal from him the last shred of sanity he had. He had

I rebounded from my ungraceful fall and tried to keep up with the herd of boys. It wasn’t going to happen. It wasn’t the first time; in fact; my defective hip had been messed up for a while. Almost every day after little league Football practice, we would condition. Nothing rigorous, we usually just ran a couple of laps around the field, or to the corner and back. It became pure torture. I trudged on, with the false hope my hip would get better eventually: It didn’t. People cared at first, but

A. One time I was showing in a horse show st Columbus, Ohio it was congress. While I was showing my horse Sonny he ran down to a stop a hit the ground really hard and I about fell off so I grabbed the horn. The ground at congress is not very good, it is really deep and heavy. I hate grabbing the horn because it does not look good and it makes you look like you cannot ride. When he hit the ground real hard I lost my stirrup while he checked the ground. When he got back in the ground he hit it even

Catcher in the Rye as he writes about a boy named Holden who ventures through obstacles trying to save other youths innocence. Holden does not realize it but he is truly scared of growing up and entering the adult world and he try to protect the people around him from losing their innocence, but soon gains an understanding that innocence will be lost, this is demonstrated through the record, the cliffs and the carousel from the novel. Holden's understanding that innocence will be lost starts when

they were ready to connect with them again, they started it; I was not going to stop it. As my son and I go around the state doing book talks, he has now started bringing adult and adolescent adoptees to them and the conversations that are happening between them and the adoptive parents that attend have been great! Some talk about finding out they were adopted later in life and how it messed with them so I have learned how important it was for us to continue the conversation and help them with any

establish my mentality for the person I hope to become one day. In a like manner, high school has molded me into the person I am today. When I first came to high school, it was a huge difference compared to my junior high; my junior high contained around 220 students, whereas my high school contains over 2000 students. My first year of high school was mainly me looking up at all the upperclassmen, nervous that one might run into me. I was used to my small school and coming to West Hills High School

That's where I messed up because at my school we have A days and B days so everyday I have different classes so the work comes fast in, so I got real behind real quick. That made me fail one of my classes the first semester of high school. So when everyone was having fun

This school is miserable. I can’t believe my parents made me attend Ramapo High School. The people in this school are a buncha phonies with rich parents. Everyone acts like they’re entitled to everything because of their social status. I’m trying really hard to apply myself but I can’t handle the surrounding that I am in. To be honest though, I’ve been to schools that were way worse than Ramapo. The worst one was Indian Hills. God damn, that place was a hell of a dump. I ran away from that place