Tubular Bells

Richard Branson “Innovation happens when people are given the freedom to ask questions and the resources and power to find the answers.” (Richard Branson) Richard Branson lived a troubled, yet successful life. He is an inspiration to people all over the world. To me, Branson is living proof that even if you fail, you can still succeed if you have the mindset and will to do so. Richard Branson had three children by the names of Sam Branson, Holly Branson, and Clare Sarah Branson. He’s had

⇨Day In The Life -Kathrine/ Lord ¨Lady Kathrine, we’re going to be late. Please, do hurry!” Michael shouted from down in the common room. My family and I were on our way to the Manor house in Holden of Wissilia, a large town that’s packed with people, animals, shops, houses, and children. Lord Clovis, my dead husband, declared in his will that My family should live in the manor house of Wissilia, he found it charming Sadly Clovis, and I only had two children, Gwen, and Leo. They are lovely children

~Emma 's P.O.V~ As he came up behind me I felt a warm sensation on my neck, only to realize it was my dad looking over my shoulder while reading my text messages. If he only knew the truth about us. How much would change? Would he still see me the same? After being deployed for several years in Iraq he is finally home. Now everything is going to be different, even mom doesn 't know and quite frankly I don 't want either of them to find out. I can already imagine their expressions right now, Mom

to beat the bell. My friend, Robert, was sitting next to me. Being a genius, he had already finished all of his work. He

clock is a reminder of something you've gained here. Pay attention, so when you hear them later in life you will remember. When you hear a bell ring, remember our first day of school, back in September of 2008. The coolness of the desks chilled our sun-tanned skin as we sat timidly in our seats, quietly absorbing the shrill sound of our first high school bell as it rang at 7:30 in the morning. As much as our eyelids wanted to sink into a sweet abyss, fear crept through our bones as we eyed the monstrous

In Platizky’s (1999) article on the Cask of Amontillado by Edgar Alan Poe is choppy and, sometimes, wandering critique. Albeit, the historical reference Platizky uses on how Poe “ambiguously capitalizes on psychological fear and historical reality” (p. 206), is the ultimate essence of the article which sets a novice reader on the right path to understanding the story. Platizky’s use of historical facts and sources leads me to believe this article could help provoke a logical thought process for anyone

little differently. I want you all to have a go at the colouring sheets that are in front of you. We are going to just do this for 5minutes. During this time I want you to stay as quiet as you can and let your mind wander. -Ring a bell to regain attention (wait until bell has completely stopped before speaking)- Ok, it is now time to get the word/drawing that you wrote at the beginning of the session and in the other half repeat the same thing. Write a word describing how you feel and once again you

My moment of self discovery was a coincidence. It was August 13th and it occurred right after my shift was over in Burger King. It started when I was going to Liberty bell gas station to hang out with my friends Julia and Deanne. They were two liberty bell regulars because they always bought cigarettes or “loosies” from liberty and they were pretty hard to miss. Julia was pale and had green hair but a green that resembled the statue of liberty. I met her through Deanne around January of 2017 and

Revelation By : Hunter Newell I had only been in school for a mere few hours, but the reality had already started to settle in. My first four hours of the day were nothing to stress about, they were as easy as sinking a layup, but as the day went on, my eyes got heavier and the classes only got harder. I thought after listening to my first four teachers talk, that things were going to be as easy as last year, I thought I wouldn’t have to stress, and it would be a cakewalk once again, I thought

Click, click, THUD, RING! The rusty old halls off Thorogood rung out with the noises of doors shutting, the clitter clatter of high heels across the slippery brown tiled floors, bells ringing leaving an echo through the halls, almost like a symphony. The conductor, Dr.Bell had just walked through the doorway. “WELCOME TO WEEK 27 OF SCHOOL.” she said with a loud booming voice that rang off of every colorful painted cinder block wall. “Today is the day we have been training for...” The room got silent