Lucille Ball Monologue

raHe searched everywhere for those shoes, those perfect tan ones with that fabric flower that fit him just right. The closet, underneath his bed, in the pile of clean clothes he meant to fold a week ago. They were nowhere to be found, completely gone from the face of the Earth, leaving Cal Hampton barefooted and discouraged. It was only eight in the morning and his room was more of a mess than it usually was, plus, worst of all, he didn 't have a single pair of shoes that matched the floral skirt settled upon his waist. He bought it just for that damn pair, those adorable, dainty tan shoes, and now, the thing was useless. Grunting, the boy thrust the fabric past his knees. His blouse followed soon after, landing in the disheveled grasp of his

It’s me-squidward. You have probably heard a lot about me from Spongebob and Patrick, whatever they said is probably bad. Saddly, I don’t understand why people think I’m always mean to Spongebob and Patrick and ruin their fun, but you should finally hear my side of the story so you can understand what I have to go through.

Law enforcement is an honorable job to have and to uphold, especially a State Trooper. You will have a reputation to uphold. In this field it will come to know that it is very unpredictable. Every morning when you go into the field, there is always a chance you won't come home. Anything can happen at anytime. You have to hope for the best and prepare for the worst. The training is intense, the sleep is minimum, and the work is non-stop.

The moments that may seem small or insignificant have the greatest chance to change one's life. For me, my small, insignificant moment happened sophomore year. Being in FFA was something I did not think could have such an impact on my life. But the moment I decided to run for our chapter office, was a moment that changed my life. I decided to take a leadership role through the FFA chapter, but it has turned into so much more. It has shaped me into the person I’m today and allowed me to have the friends and memories I do today.

I’m Helen Robinson, Tom Robinson’s wife. There was a timeframe in the book just after Tom was killed, before Helen could find a secure way to earn money for her family; it was a very unstable time for her and her children. Although Helen is portrayed as meek and kindhearted, much like Tom, the overwhelming sadness and pressure may have caused her to break down emotionally, or feel some emotions of vengeance towards a majority of the white community; especially the Ewells.

I woke up early and put on the clothes that I had laid out from the night before. I went to the kitchen grabbed a Poptart and headed out the door to find the bus coming up my street. Walking onto the bus gave me a whiff of Expo Markers and and an overload of Axe cologne that I’m guessing an awkward teenage boy showered in. I sat on the hard, poorly cushioned seat next to a small girl with pigtails and a Doc Mcstuffins backpack. Man, this is my first day of being in the Middle School; first day of sixth grade, I thought to myself. Twenty minutes passed and I was off the bus heading to my locker when a old friend of mine approached me. She told me that my best friend (may I add my only friend) had called me a brat and said she didn’t want to

I am Kino I have a wife named Juana and a son named Coyotito we live in Mexico we are a very poor family. We live in a village with other people who are like me, poor. I have an older brother that leads the village.

Being a young man in a poor area of Dallas, Texas I use to get in trouble with my friends, just for fun and not care for others. My circle would vandalize poverty, cause terror, and be involved in gangs. All that change once certain friends took the addiction and violence too far. High school graduation was looming, so I took a different route. I could not see myself hurting my own kind. I felt, I needed to help and inspire my community to stand up against injustice, but I needed to redefined myself through the military and college. The military helped me established a foundation of ownership, which lead me in enrolling in my local community college where I was enlighten about activism and entered numerous organizations to be involved in service.

Beverly Jimenez, also known as, ‘Dr.Sissy’, stretches out of her petite, cozy office and steps into the ample operatory with dark orange walls and sticky purple chairs. Sounds of suction and the metal clanking of tools can be heard. She is asked to take a look at her patient's teeth whenever she is ready. She takes a seat on the low stool and opens her metal tools from their blue transparent package. She begins to examine the teeth of a young girl. Jimenez’ smooth chocolaty brown hair glistens under the bright white light. It is hard to hear her talk because of the baby blue surgical mask that is strapped from ear to ear covering her mouth. Once she finishes the examination, she calmly strolls back to her desk to continue her paperwork. The chatter of the young women at the desk can be heard from the waiting room. They are trying to decide which scrubs to buy as they wait for new patients to check in. The young girl who recently received a cleaning walks out of the operatory with a blue toothbrush in her hand. She stops by the brown treasure chest to pick out a small trinket and skips back to her mother.

The fiction story that I wrote about was titled, “The Rebirth of an American Solider. The basis of this story was about a solider and how he was able to transition from his secondary position with the Army, right into being a well awarded sniper.

The thing was that I grew up in a small town, so the idea that I would do this as a profession didn 't really enter my awareness at all. It did not seem like a plausible path to take. But I went to the university and got a BFA {Bachelor of Fine Arts} in acting. That was really a conservatory program where you were training to become a professional actor. It was not going to be just a hobby. You took no other classes except for acting classes, and so that 's what I did. And then when I came out, I thought I was going to be a theater actor 'cause that 's what all my training was in. It was just happenstance that an agent saw me perform and wanted to sign me. I was sent out on auditions, and I started getting work in film and TV. I think the style and format of film and TV suits

Frank Stockton’s “The Lady or the Tiger”, published in 1882, secret that is still valued today, perhaps because of its undetermined ending. It finishes not with a conclusion, but with a question. The princess choice in the end is not clearly stated, but implied to be the tiger using various quotes that prove since she loved him so dearly.

BLOG, I can 't imagine those days about to come of sheer agitation during college. I 'm feeling pretty overwhelmed, right now.

In the future, I would like to become a medical assistant. This career seems to be a perfect match for me because I have been an EMT for 16 years. I have always had a passion for helping people in their time of need, ever since I was a little kid. I would be the person out on the playground trying to help others, when they got hurt. I would be the kid when the fire department came to the school, for a public relations event, that would be right in the middle of them asking questions. I kept this passion throughout childhood. After, I graduated high school. I had the chance to become a volunteer firefighter. Soon after joining the fire department, I was hooked. I went through EMT school, and have been for 12 years now. I am now at a point in

Since I was old enough to talk and walk at the same time I use to always tell my mom that I was going to stop the bad guys one day. I’m sure as a mother of a toddler she probably just made fun of me and didn’t think much about it. As I grew older, I began to be fascinated with crime scene investigations, and by the time I was four I was the girl with a zip lock baggy, tweezers and a magnify glass looking for “clues.” As the years went by I found myself putting down the zip lock baggy and becoming undeceive on what exactly I want to do with my life. One thing that never changed though was my love for law enforcement. It wasn’t until last year that what I really want to be is a police officer. Police officers are often empower endless opportunities