Something Different By Anelly Aguirre It was a sunny day in the community ,the birds were chirping and the bees were buzzing .In the small community lived a boy named Mark .Mark is a shy ,confident ,happy ,and joyful 12 year old .Mark lives in a house that is just like all the other houses in the community ,it was ,nice ,comfortable , small ,and organized house. In the evening Mark was watching tv when a commercial like PSA came up .There was a man on the screen .The
If you were to have the advantage to time travel and go back to the day’s when the African Americans were not treated as equals, it would more than be a horrific sight to see. The color of their skin determined their rights in life. To me that sounds like a horrible way to live. For instance during the civil war President Abraham Lincoln was working on purging the country from segregation. However, he was not able to finish this job he had started because of his unfortunate assassination.
November 14, 2009, I lay on a tiny, stiff, cold cot in the epicenter of the Hindu Kush Mountains, Afghanistan. Springing awake to explosions with gunfire piercing the thin plywood wall adjacent to my sleeping area. Swiftly, I gripped my sweat stained digital Interceptor Body Armor (IBA), Advanced Combat Helmet (ACH), and M-4 Carbine, preparing to dash for a fighting position. Hurling my ½ in thick wooden door open, I observed a sight like a scene from a war movie. The mountainside peppered with tracer fire, rocket propelled grenade (RPG) explosions slammed the HESCO ® barriers, sounds of screaming American Soldiers.
I believe historians should left behind the question of how many indigenous people were living in the American continent before Columbus arrival, after all professionals on the subject are not able to reach an agreement after “more than a century debating the question” debating; according to The unfinished Nation document. This not because to know the populations number is not important, but because there are many other interesting question were they can focus their attention. For example if they can study the way that indigenous people were able to manage their natural environment on their favor in such a large scale like the Amazon forest, as stated in chapter 1 of US: A Narrative History by James West. Understanding this management of resources will help us to determine in modern days how to explode our resources in a sustainable manner.
Kabul. I thought of the life I lived until the winter of 1975 came along and changed everything. And made me what I am today.” (Hosseini, 2). Amir’s guilt built up inside him for decades, yet he never did anything about it until he was forced to.
When I woke up I felt like a new person, yet there was something missing. Zaroff was gone and as far as I knew, there was nothing left to fear. I didn’t really know what to do next because I needed Zaroff to help me survive on this island and now he’s dead. I paced around for a little bit and then realized that I should probably eat. I went down the stairs to the kitchen and prepared some breakfast.
Mark Smith the author of “The Road to Winter” displays that affliction brings out the very finest and least in people. The story is centred the main character Finn. He survived a deadly virus that wiped out his entire town and he has to adapt to a life by himself. Finn lost his family and friends and had to survive on his own. He learnt to kill animals, defend himself and a whole lot more.
Kabul, a mysterious city with darkness lurking in its streets. The Taliban are in power. The people are slowly going insane, and with no one to fix their city, the demons will be driven to madness. One man who intends to leave Kabul. Something is driving him back.
While the possibility of time travel does seem exciting and wondrous, it also could be risky and dangerous. In Ray Bradbury’s short story, “A Sound of Thunder,” he uses the cause and effect of time travel to support his theme of not all technology brings good to the world. Society is always hungry for new technology and inventions, even at the risk of harm such as changing time. In “A Sound of Thunder”, the story shows that people are so desperate for more thrills and adrenaline rush that they risk changing the future and their own lives just to shoot a dinosaur- even though the only thing they would possibly receive is a picture.
It was 10.30pm when all of us got together as one to start the jouney from the fort bus stand. We were excited when the bus started moving and couldn't wait to reach the destination. It was all misty on the way and all we knew is that we are going to have a great time. The bus driver didn't stop exactly where we wanted to get down.
I was at a soccer game in Ghazi Stadium in 1998 . . . and by the way, the players weren’t allowed to wear shorts . . . Anyway, Kabul scored a goal and the man next to me cheered loudly. Suddenly this young bearded fellow who was patrolling the aisles, eighteen years old at most by the look of him, he walked up to me and struck me on the forehead with the butt of his Kalashnikov’” (Hosseini 199).
This made it problematic because I could not concentrate fully on the plan. I crossed my fingers and hoped that Darry would miss me and would never let the police take me again. I imagined that when I returned home, the gang will protect me from the law. I would be safe. No calls from bat phones would be coming for me.