Coming Suddenly By To The Big Apple
After my English teacher assigned my class “Coming Suddenly To The Sea” by Louis Dudek. As Spring Break homework. I was not incredibly excited. To me, it was at first, just another poem exhausted with an adjective and a guy excited about finding seaweed. Definitely not what I wanted to reflect upon or relate to while on holiday. Besides, my family was going to New York!
We had been planning our trip since autumn of the ear before and now, in March, we were finally going. I have always enjoyed traveling and being a small town girl, it is always exciting to visit a big city, especially one that you often see on film, or read about it in the books and magazines. Oh arriving at LaGaurdia airport by night, my
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There are not enough words or time in which to use them which could not accurately describe the intricate violence if the city we were experiencing. The Metropolitan Museum, The Empire State Building, The Guggenheim, Rockefeller Centre and Time Square were all duly admired by our tourist 's eyes. As well we took in the wonders of Central Park, Tiffany’s Soho, Wall Street. The Museum of Modern Art, and even Ground zero. This was amazing, I thought after cruising around the Statue’s of Liberty it actually real, not just a statue in a picture, it is really there. That is when I realized what an idiotic hypocrite I was. How could I in my right mind, laugh at Louis Dudek for holding seaweed, when I was excited about showing my friend my used Subway Metro Card? Immediately I felt embarrassed and somewhat foolish, almost ashamed. I realized how silly I and the family must look to the natives of New York, gawking and gasping ever the buildings and monuments they see every day. On coming to this thought I felt a close connection with Dudek’s poem “Coming Suddenly To The Sea” I pictured myself as Dudek and New York as the sea, my own “infant eyes” and “my emblem of the day”. In the piece, I saw a clear analogy o my visit to New York, and my-my life changing the
The Ashen Guy “I was almost out,” sends chills throughout the statue figured people of New York (Beller 61). Thomas Beller, an author of a collection of short stories, manifests the horrific surroundings happening at the World Trade Center on that brisk morning of September 11, 2001. New York residents are not only frantic and solicitous; they stand trembling from terror. Beller exhibits the irregular atmosphere around him: “Cop cars parked at odd angles, their red sirens spinning” (Beller 60). Demonstrating the denial, barren faces of the people witnessing a World Trade Center tower descending to the ground.
New York, Scribner, 2006, page 245. Like Jeannette Walls, my first glimpse of the city sent a rush of adrenaline through my body. The idea of living in New York City was nerve wracking since city life was so different compared to living in a sheltered town like White Rock. When I was 11, my family and I moved to the city due to my father receiving a job offer there as a professor. Several weeks passed before I got somewhat used to living there, and I occasionally hoped people didn’t judge me for being
On September 11, 2001 tragedy struck in the United States. Terrorists attacked the twin towers in New York City as well as the pentagon located in Washington D.C. With a total of four aircraft hijacked, terrorists managed to fly two of these planes into the World Trade Center. Working in a normal atmosphere, New York became a city of chaos and fear after the first building was hit by the plane. Throughout the short story, “The Ashen Guy: Lower Broadway, September 11, 2001”
There are certain days in history that are memorable to people everywhere. Thinking back on significant days in his life, Thomas Beller explains the way he remembers September 11th every time he is reminded of this tragedy. When anyone brings up the 9/11 attack, it means something to Beller; this was not just another average day in his life. In Beller’s fiction work “Ashen Guy: Lower Broadway, September 11, 2001” he uses details and imagery to explain his story.
The article “ No Firemen at Ground Zero This 9/11” written by Michael Burke and published by the Wall street journal is a persuasive piece about first responders at 9/11 who died are not being properly honored at the 10th anniversary ceremony. He uses narration and tone in his piece to achieve his goal of persuading the influential readers of the Wall Street journal that they should stand up with him and give the mayor heat to involve every person who sacrificed their life to help people on 9/11. The way Burke changes the tone halfway through the piece is an important part to this article. This article starts out as an emotional writing meant to make the audience remember an event that happened 10 years ago.
The fall of the Twin Towers and the death of loved ones sent the nation into complete disarray and heartbreak. The frightening events sparked anguish and misery upon aghast Americans as horrifying images of death and destruction were displayed on TV screens across America. Airports were shut down in trepidation and dismay, fearing when
The narrator new life, his marriage, leaving Harlem has caused distance between him as his brother. The narrator recalls the death of their parents, how his
On September 11, 2001, tragedy struck the city of New York. On that fateful day, two airplanes were hijacked by terrorists and flew straight into the twin towers. Each tower fell completely to the ground, taking thousands of lives with it and injuring thousands more. Not only did that day leave thousands of families without their loved ones, it also left an entire city and an entire country to deal with the aftermath of the destruction. Poet, Nancy Mercado, worries that one day people will forget that heartbreaking day.
High romantic artists interpreted things through their own emotions, and these emotions included their social and political consciousness (Benz, “The Mystical Sources of German Romantic Philosophy”). Yet at the same time they withdrew more and more from the confining middle class’s bourgeoisie lifestyle. David Caspar Freidrich’s The Monk By The Sea, defines this divide between the romantic artist and his audience by foregoing traditional practices of perspective and space to communicate a political and spiritual message. Friedrich doesn’t paint a foreground, forcing the audience to look past the monk and focus on the ominous sea, which dwarfs the monk in size. The sea itself is a metaphor for the divine power of nature, and allows the audience to contemplate the natural world, and their place in it.
In his essay “Here,” Philip Larkin uses many literary devices to convey the speaker’s attitude toward the places he describes. Larkin utilizes imagery and strong diction to depict these feelings of both a large city and the isolated beach surrounding it. In the beginning of the passage, the speaker describes a large town that he passes through while on a train. The people in the town intrigue him, but he is not impressed by the inner-city life.
The novel, The Old Man and the Sea, is a story about an old man, Santiago, who experienced great adversity but did not give up. The author, Ernest Hemingway, describes how an old man uses his experience, his endurance and his hopefulness to catch a huge marlin, the biggest fish he has ever caught in his life. The old man experienced social-emotional, physical, and mental adversity. However, despite the overwhelming challenges, he did not allow them to hold him back but instead continued to pursue his goal of catching a fish with determination. Santiago’s character, his actions and the event in the novel reveals an underlying theme that even when one is facing incredible struggles, one should persevere.
Louis Sanchar’s use of names for the characters represent character’s personality. Louis showed how the characters had love for each other. Each character’s name gives a quick view of the character. All the characters had different roles in society. I will start with discussing about Zero.
The fish market was the largest fish retailer and distributor in the Glace Bay area where his father rented a small stall and sold fishes. Cedric worked from the afternoon until almost midnight at the stall, bringing all his book and homework from school with him. Here’s between the stench of fish and the community of ribald people, away from the glitzy life of the downtown of the New Morram city, from the marvelous boys and girls, he miraculously saw a new