Descriptive Essay: The Beauty Of Snow

Many people all over the world have a lack of education. Without a proper education, it will be difficult to have a successful life unless you have a certain skill. Throughout history, it has been proven that so many people are being manipulated just because they think it’s the right thing. The people who are rich and powerful have control and influence on others and usually have a special talent, but the majority of successful people is in their position because of knowledge. In the book Animal Farm, by George Orwell, most of the animals do not have the ability to learn, which allows them to be manipulated. After reading Animal Farm, I believe that more people need to be educated because it provides them with more freedom.

Sticking two black button eyes on our snowman, I turned and gave Charlie a high-five. "Finished!" I said. "And there 's not a finer snowman in the whole neighborhood." But Charlie wasn 't looking at me. He was staring at the snowman, his face almost as white.

“I’ll come back to visit sometime,” is what I am obligated to tell to every single one of my friends I made. Since I was young I never had trouble making friends, but keeping them was a challenge to me. It wasn’t because I was mean or because I didn’t want friends, it’s because I moved around a lot when I was younger. I was born in Fresno, California, but then I moved to Mexico at a really young age so I was raised there until I was five years old. I can’t really remember much from Mexico mainly because I was too young.

In Julia Alvarez’s “Snow”, an immigrant schoolgirl named Yolanda is experiencing her first time in New York. Her catholic school teacher, Sister Zoe, is a kind woman who is dedicated to teaching Yolanda the English language. As time progresses, Yolanda learns of the Cuban Missile Crisis. Not only does Yolanda have to become accustom to a new environment, she also fears the threat of bombs and must be prepared for a catastrophe. In the short story “Snow”, the author symbolizes the word snow by showing that the protagonist, Yolanda, feels a sense of fear and joy through first time experiences as she adjusts to a new life in New York during a time of crisis.

It was an early December morning. The roads were slick with a thin layer of ice. The air was crisp with a winter chill and there was a slight drizzle falling from the sky. I was riding in my dad’s truck to my grandma’s, who babysat me while my parents were at work. My little brother Kaden was also with us. At the time I was four and Kaden (my brother) was 4 months. The day started off normal, Kaden was sleeping as usually and I was looking out the window watching raindrops race each other. At that moment I remember feeling happy and content just ready to drift off to sleep, when Suddenly the tires started Squealing. My mind was then cast into a sea of darkness that seem to have no escape.

The drive was almost unbearable, but the thought of spending the week in the snow with family kept me going. It was only a four hour drive, but at 9 years old, it felt like an eternity. The scenery slowly changed from flat land, to rolling hills. The hills were covered in yellow dying grass, but they were still beautiful. Then we started to make the climb. Up mountains, through the passes, constantly surrounded by trees or a cliff that gave a wonderful view of the mountain next to us. We were so close to the snow of Lake Tahoe. We had been to Tahoe before, but this was a new cabin for us. We were all excited to see the cabin, but more importantly, looking forward to searching for sledding hills the next day.

Moving from California to Indiana caused me to change my way of living. To start, I moved from San Jose, California to Whiteland, Indiana in the middle of my third grade year at the beginning of December. I recall thinking that Indiana was dull and bland, both in the weather and environment. Previously, my friends in California told me that all Indiana had to offer was corn. Of course, being a third grader, I believed them. However, I knew Indiana had something that California did not. Indiana had snow. I stayed hopeful because I have always wanted to see snow. Coincidentally, it snowed the day after we moved. I was astonished because I had never seen flurries of snow before. It was stunningly beautiful with the fluffy white

The reality of life can often differ from childhood to adulthood. Twelve-year-old Pablo Medina experienced this first hand. In the reflective essay, “Arrival: 1960,” Medina tells about his experiences of moving from Cuba to America. Upon arriving, his expectations for America are set high. Coming from the communism he saw in Cuba, Medina was expecting a land of freedom, apart from violence, and segregation; he was expecting an overall better life for himself. After just a few days of being in New York, the young boy was exposed to the harsh realities of his new life in America.

As a teenager moving to a new country with a different culture, different language, and being thousands of miles away from everyone I grew up with was not an easy change, however, that was precisely what I did in January of 2013 when I came to the United States with my father. My whole world changed since, and shaped my way of thinking. From learning English, adjusting to a new culture, experiencing my first snow and finding my way in my new country, my life has been an exciting adventure.

Expectations are the roots of disappointment; sometimes they are not met. Pablo Medina justifies this in his reflective essay “Arrival: 1960”, when transitioning from Cuba to the United States. He was in immediate search of freedom as opposed to communism back home. Throughout the essay, Medina describes his experiences starting from his excitement of exiting the plane and ending with his suspicious first day of school. His eyes see things that he could not understand at first, leaving him to reconsider his views on the United States. After reflecting on these experiences, Medina realizes that, sometimes, expectations are deceiving.

One minute it’s the middle May and your in class. You just want to got to sleep, and wake up when it’s summer. The next minute you're waking up, you look outside and see snow falling. What on Earth has happened? It can’t be snowing in May, can it? The only explanation to describe what is happening, is that you must have slept through the past six months of your life. Ok, so maybe this didn’t happen to you, but in the book Six Months Later, by Natalia D. Richard, Chole fell asleep and missed out on the last six months of her life. She can’t remember anything that had happened. Six Months Later absolutely shows the character archetypes of the sidekick, the hero, and the villain.

As a baby, I was still just the same Ohio State fan. I would chant and cheer for the scarlet and grey. I made a slight pronunciation issue that I will forever laugh at because it said Ohio Steak instead of Ohio State. I was defiantly the laughing stock of the family on Saturday’s and now no one can call me a fake fan because I was rooting for the Buckeye’s before I could even pronounce the words correctly. In the winter of my kindergarten year, a major snowstorm struck in Ohio. I walked out and the white, frosty snow struck my retina. I was standing in the snow that was taller than me. My grandpa came over to snow blow our driveway. That was my first snow day that I remember. When I was around eight years old, we had settled in on base in San

If I say Snow White, what are you thinking then? You see in front of you seven dwarfs dancing happily together with an innocent little girl, don’t you? But you should know that the Snow White theme is one of the darkest and strangest to be found in the fairy tale world.

When one thinks of nature, the first thoughts that may come to mind are bright flowers, green landscapes, and endless beauty. However, in the short story “Snow”, written by Frederick Philip Grove, readers learn that nature will stand down to no man and can take lives in the blink of an eye. In short, this tale is about a man, Redcliff, who goes missing in the middle of a blizzard and is eventually found dead, leaving behind, a widow and family depending on him. He is found by a group of three men: Abe, Bill, and Mike who recovers his body and in the end, breaks the tragic news to the family. The concept of nature in this work is painted as a vicious powerful villain who strikes fear and awe in all who witness its power. The author uses similes and personifications to create this image of nature against man as well as the backstory for the Redcliff family.

Snowfall is a pretty sight, the world is still; no movement, even the air stays still. When you look up at the cloudy gray sky and see the snowflakes fall they float down in a graceful path that would make ballerinas look clumsy. It 's a euphoric moment almost, the kid inside you wakes up and without thinking everyones impulsive habit is to scream “It 's snowing!” and raise their hands to the sky asking for more. In this case, I wanted less snow. Leo and I have been driving along highway 25 for only two hours, once we left colorado springs we noticed the first of the snowflakes fall about 30 minutes out. Pulling over for that silent moment in a target parking lot. Looking back it was a pleasant short memory Leo exclaimed