“The lightning bugs trapped in empty peanut butter jars with triangular holes on top, made with the point of a beer can opener. The fading smears of phosphorescent yellow-green where the older, more jaded kids have used their sneaker soles to smear the lights across the gray pavement. “Let them out,” our mothers would say, “or they will die in there.” Finally, perfect sleep. Sweaty sheets, no dreams.” This excerpt gives impeccable evidence as to why people who try too hard to reduce the complexities in their lives to simplistic terms by telling us a nostalgic memory from when Quindlen was very young and what people used to do and say back then regarding lightning bugs. On the end of the excerpt, Quindlen uses syntax through sentence fragments to imbed her final thoughts on the lightning
Students watch two video shorts, one about the number one and one about the number two. They watch the videos on the smart board while sitting in their spots on the carpet. There is some giggling because the videos are intended to be a little silly. Something else they also did was to read the book Chick- Chicka 1-2-3. This is an entertaining book about the number zero who is trying to climb the apple tree, but finds it to be a difficult task to complete with the numbers 1-99 in front of him, and not to mention the bumblebees that cause chaos as well.
In “Seeing” by Annie Dillard, Dillard argues that there is more than one way to see the world. To allow oneself to enjoy the simple wonders and life a pleasurable life, one must see the world properly. Dillard begins “Seeing” with a story from when she was young about pennies. How she would hide them, wishing and wondering about how later on they would be found by strangers. She continues to recount multiple stories about bullfrogs and darkness to emphasize the different ways of seeing the world and how it affects the observer.
She was expecting something along the lifes of, “Things aren’t always as they seem,” or “If it is seems fishy, then you are probably around fish.” Ordinary mainstream fortunes, but this? It seemed as the cookie was her own Professor Trelawney, the Divination teacher who kept predicting Harry Potter’s death every five minutes, and she had no way out of it. Looking up from the paper, she saw her brother, Ryan. Should she say something? The cookie had to be fake.
Both of the roaches in both poems are craving and looking for sugary foods. “...drowsing in out sugar bowl…”. (Nursery rhymes for the tenderhearted, line 18 ). Some of the details in this poem are very different. The poem “Roaches”, the poet writes in a very cynical and hateful tone because the roaches in his poem are very disruptive creatures.
In Chapter 12 of Harper Lee’s, To Kill a Mockingbird, there are many events and situations in which irony is used to support the theme of the chapter. An example of this is in the very beginning of the chapter, when Scout is concerned about how distant and moody Jem is acting, and asks Atticus, “’Reckon he’s got a tapeworm?’” (Lee 153), to which Atticus replies no, and that Jem is growing. This is dramatic irony because the readers understand that Jem is acting oddly because he’s growing, but Scout doesn’t know this until she asks Atticus about it. This quote supports the theme of Chapter 12 by showing when Jem started to grow distance from Scout, getting aggravated with her and telling her to stop bothering him, and shows how the children
Hurston beautifully depicts this image of Janie’s soul emerging as a statement of her love for Tea Cake and of her vulnerability when she is with him. Likewise, at the end of the story, Janie calls on her soul to come out yet again at the moment in which she reflects upon her life with Tea Cake and in a way thanks him for allowing her to be free. In the first instance, Tea Cake is alive and physically sleeping beside Janie. However, at the end of the story, after Tea Cake has died, Janie’s adoring and loving memories of Tea Cake continue to live on and that in itself is enough to make her feel at ease. By paralleling Janie’s soul in these two moments, Hurston highlights the
You slowly creep with your hand slowly towards the puzzling object that is impleading on your sight. Immediately you feel miniscule hairs graze upon your hand. You instantaneously reach towards the lantern that will clear out this enigma. Almost immediately you are greeted with what appears to be hundreds, no thousands, of spiders the size of a tennis ball. You are frozen with horror when you notice that one is above your eye, appearing as if its glaring into your inner soul.
I feel like a snake is slithering around in my brain. I feel a light jab, of what feels like a needle made out of a cloud, into my left arm. As quick as the headache came it goes away. I get up slowly looking up at Sarah to see her smiling for a split second and then it disappears. She pulls me up in one swift motion so I am looking at her eye to eye.