During the novel, Huck stated “It’s lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky, up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them and discuss about whether they was made, or only just happened.” (Twain, Pg. 90 ¶ 2.) Both Huck and Jim enjoyed being able to connect with nature, and the bond it allowed them to create. The ending of the novel is very romantic, almost as if Twain’s goal was to achieve a story book “happily ever after.” Everything in the ending of the novel goes mysteriously right and all the characters achieve the happiness they were seeking out in the beginning.
It was if a thousand rainbows had united to create the most breathtaking sight on all of the Plains. As he took it all in, Iktomi finally came to his senses and, for the first time, observed a wall of thick reeds around the pond preventing anyone or anything from coming in or out. He walked down the hill, sharpening his hunting knife as he went. Waiting for him at the beginning of the reeds was a small, green frog with light green spots. It had a bubbly personality and cheerfully greeted Iktomi as he arrived.
They were visible from a great distance, and although they grew on one bank only, we called them the poplar avenue. Even as children we had a great love for them, they drew us vaguely thither, we played truant the whole day by them and listened to their rustling. We sat beneath them on the bank of the stream and let our feet hang in the bright, swift waters. The pure fragrance of the water and the melody of the wind in the poplars held our fancies. We
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He rapidly got dressed, grabbed his tools, ran out the door, and began sprinting his way towards downtown. Approximately fifteen minutes later, he arrived to the house feeling very nervous, knowing that one little mistake will get himself fired. As he was shoveling the snow out of the driveway, a young woman walked up to him and softly said, “Do want some help?” Hugo replied, “Are you sure you want to help?” “Yeah I loved to do so,” she responded, “I mean I don’t even know why my parents called your company. I am fully capable of shoveling snow myself.” “Well thank you so much. I have to go to school in a hour so your help is much appreciated,” he said.
Rolling down the window, he loved to smell the clean, crisp air after a summer rain. Looking up, he saw several children crossing the intersection, and waited until he was sure they were safe on the other side. Watching the smiling, energetic boys and girls rushing across the street, he wondered how many of them would grow up without haunting childhood memories, he prayed, “God, please don’t let them experience the pain and horror as I suffered
The cool, upland air, flooding through the everlasting branches of the lively tree, as it casts a vague shadow onto the grasses ' fine green. Fresh sunlight penetrates through the branches of the tree, illuminating perfect spheres of water upon its green wands. My numb and almost transparent feet are blanketed by the sweetness of the scene, as the sunlight paints my lips red, my hair ebony, and my eyes honey-like. The noon sunlight acts as a HD camera, telling no lies, in the world in which shadows of truth are the harshest, revealing every flaw in the sight, like a toddler carrying his very first camera, taking pictures of whatever he sees. My head looks down at the sight of my cold and lifeless feet, before making its way up to the reaching arms of an infatuating tree, glowing brightly virescent at the edges of the trunk, inviting a soothing, tingling sensation to my soul.
It was March 6, and it was a really busy day. I was running around, in Splash Lagoon in Erie, PA and making sure everything was arranged correctly before all my guests arrived at 12:00 pm. I looked at my waterproof watch, as I stood in the kiddie pool with little slides and little fountain decorations set up in the 2 feet water and ready to be played with. “Hey little kid, watch out!” I yelled and hurried to the kid who almost ran into the table, that was placed in the middle of the water. “Where is Mackenzie!” I heard a yell and looked up to see The Wicked Witch of the West as she rode around on her broomstick.
Sometimes I see families flying kites or riding bike, the blue sky is just the best canvas for the colorful kites to decorate with. Sometimes I can hear the busker singing songs; it is really nice to listen to the songs in a quiet park instead of the crowded city. Sometimes I just look at boundless To Lo Harbour, calm myself down and think of my life. It is so relaxing to spend some hours doing nothing but rest, if not enjoyable. I usually forget about time while staying here, being here just charges me up for the upcoming