Coyotito's Argumentative Essay

To begin, the Leafy Sea Dragon is ingenious at what it does. It looks like seaweed, and too play it off so it doesn’t get eaten, it tumbles along the bottom of the ocean

pyrrha cozied into her blankets more and pulled the fish higher for her to see. “i saved you. you’re mine now. when you die i might have keith eat you,” she said to it. “you need a name though…” she stared off, looking past the fish, dozing off again.

The sun was scorching out heat as it was warming up the city. On the other side the ocean was all admirable dark blue. Waves were shattering surfers. But there was something special in the ocean.

“He would take her to the ocean, they could count the waves. There, in the submarine silence, They would share their deepest secrets. Dive for pearls,” (Chua, lines 12-16). In the predicament the fish is in he cannot provide his friend with what she desires. In reality, both of these situations are similar because they are both willing to give the world to their woman but it’ll never be good

Odysseus removed a tooth and began to swam back to the shore, but while he was swimming back he heard the most beautiful voices singing. He disregarded them and went back to the woman 's hut. When he handed the woman the tooth she placed the tooth in the bottle, but this time she took Odysseus to the shore and told him to turn around. When he turned back the bottle was gone and there in the water was a ship. When Odysseus and the woman reached the ship she called for the Spirit of the Nine Winds to take them to Odysseus’s parents house, which it did.

A deafening clamor persisted as hundreds of gulls swooped down over the harbor in a grand demonstration, squawking and squealing as they followed the lobster men headed out to set traps; their boats laden with foul-smelling bait. Properly positioning himself for some good old-fashioned girl watching, Jimmy’s young pal Nick, joined him. In a nonchalant manner, hoping no one would notice, Nick cinched his belt up an extra notch to stop the incessant need to hike up his pants.

T’was a muggy hot summer night, “Sank” Sawyer had just finished snapping a seagulls neck when he went to Cam’s house. His hands were covered in smelly blood and feathers, he asked cam to join him, he tagged along with him and so did Big Jake. They arrived at the beach, Sawyer had starting snapping all the seagulls necks, feathers flew threw the thick air and in one moment sawyer was shot in the face by a great rock hard harpoon,Sank Sawyer hit the beach and flopped around grotesquely, he shrieked in pain as the harpoon was fixed in his face and stuck out, the blood thick and dark changing the color of the sand. “Mah face oh, mah face” Sawyer exclaimed. Cam ran to Sank Sawyer, his brutally harpooned face was spitting blood.

How are the themes of capitalism and its effects explored in the texts of The War With The Newts and Catch-22? * The War With The Newts is a satirical novel in which a Sea Captain, Captain Vantoch, discovers a race of highly intelligent, amphibious newts on an island west of Sumatra. Upon discovering that the newts are able to efficiently and effectively gather otherwise unobtainable oysters, Captain Vantoch begins to train them and utilise them with the aid of a powerful investor in order to obtain a large quantity of pearls. The newts in the novel then gradually become objectified, and begin being unethically traded and treated as slave workers.

Quietly he tracked her, and his brain was red with anger.” This quote shows how John Steinbeck used tone and mood to show how angry Kino was when Juana tried to steal the pearl and throw it into the ocean. One last technique that was used in the book is, sensory details. In the text on page 59 it states, “He heard the rush, got his knife and lunged at the one dark figure and felt his knife go home, and then he was swept to his knees and swept again to the ground.’’ By the reader knowing that Kino heard the rush it builds up for him stabbing

The crashing of the waves thumped the boat on all sides like an oceanic drum leading to death as we made our way to the beach. The constant buzzing of the motor with the slamming of the waves made the journey seem like eternity. There would be nothing that could prepare us for what happens next. People stuffed their last meal into their mouths as the boat pitched and rolled like a frantic child thrashing about in the waters of the choppy and wallowing sea. Comrades bumped into one another, I was being pressed from all angles.

Rock Point camp is beautiful place. A white shelled yellow sandy beach taking up most of the camp. This beach has sparkling dark blue water, swaying back and forth with force carrying dark green soft seaweed with it. There is a fossil area on the corner of the beach, massive flat rocks with animals engraved into its grayness, you will see scaly orange fish with only sockets and no eyes laying on these rocks with fly’s hovering over them in circles, as if they are guarding the dead corpses of the fish. Once you get off the beach you will see a large green forest filled with muddy trails going in many directions.

Russel Allen “Phil” Phillips and Francis McNamara. They were stuck out at sea with only two life rafts, and the first night, McNamara ate all the survival chocolate in a panic. This left them with no food, no water, and no way for anyone to find out they were lost on the vast ocean. Sharks constantly circled in hopes of a good meal and in order to get food they had to figure out how to catch birds and then use them as fish bait for the birds smelt and tasted to ransom to get past their lips. In order to attain water they had to catch the falling rain when the world decided to show some sympathy towards the stranded survivors.

Today, I leave for the new world. My men have brought me news of a vast city made of gold and full of riches. With conquistadors and a few Jesuit priests to convert any new people that we may find the church, I am nervous. I must gather my men and, Pedro, angry with me. The governor has told me to not go, but I need this.

John Colter and Tom Murphy, where two men who had the same dream. The dream of exploring Yellowstone park. Yellowstone park is in Wyoming Both men had packs Johns weighing thirty pounds and Toms weighing around 70/80 pounds with every thing he need to live including... food, A portable stove, camera gear, down jacket, huge warm mittens, a small emergency kit, a headlamp, two water bottles, and a three pound sleeping bag, john on the other hand had a thirty pound pack, some ammunition and his gun John Colter's shelter was much different from Tom Murphy's . For John Colter's shelter he had a trading fort. Tom Murphy however had only a tarp tied onto a stick frame with rope.

Tú me entiendes? Do you understand me, my friend says jokingly. Sí, y no deberías juzgar por apariencia. Yes, and you shouldn’t judge by appearances, I reply. I don’t look like the type of person who would speak Spanish; though, I am fluent in the language.