I carried on through classes that day with a grim determination. In History, the teacher had to call my name thrice before I heard and answered her question. At break, Winnifred and Denise marched up to me.
"Where were you this morning?" Winnifred asked, irritated. "Mrs. Gilford asked me during study hall."
I hastily looked up from the novel I'd been reading, a twist on Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing. "Where was I? Miss Florence sent me to tell the principal that she wasn't feeling her best, Winnifred."
"You were gone way too long to be at the principal's," Denise whined in her nasal voice.
"I had another commitment," I muttered evasively, placing the book more firmly in front of my face.
As I'd suspected, it didn't work. It
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I stepped back, pressing against the alley wall and holding the bag in front of my face as the rustling grew louder. I thrust the backpack out and heard an indignant squawk. I opened one eye to see a few red feathers drift to the ground and Kiosk dive for my wrist, give it a sharp peck, and perch on it.
"Kiosk!" I almost sobbed in relief. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"
Kiosk, who was the size of an eagle, let out a strange call, like a match flaring up, and shifted his weight.
"You'll have to fly, though," I frowned. "I'm not home yet."
I still felt watched, perhaps from being so nervous, so I took the direct route home instead of the diverted one I'd been planning and locked up my bike much faster than I normally would have done.
I rushed up the stone steps of the orphanage, opened the door, and slammed it behind me, surprising the receptionist.
"Miss Wendell, do be careful," she sighed, shuffling her papers. "And try to arrive earlier. Dinner has started without you."
"Thank you, Mrs. Bradford," I answered pleasantly, though not at all in a pleasant mood, and stepped into the dining hall to find a seat. The only one available was between Winnifred and Denise, so it was with a resigned disposition that I seated myself next to them and grimly loaded my plate with
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That is perfectly average. But if you are not yet fourteen and are already hearing the whisperings, that is a rare thing indeed. Hasten to Sorcerer's Arena; I attended that place myself. They will teach you well for five years, and then you will find yourself with all the high-quality education you could wish for.'"
There was a footnote by the author underneath, claiming that this was proof of the savagery of the magical race, but I didn't heed it. My heart was already pounding. If the passage meant what I thought it did- that hearing voices in your head was not always a sign of madness- then I was of magical heritage. I frowned as I re-read the passage. The term Sorcerer's Arena had been heavily underlined and marked with the numeral one. I flipped pages until I found the note, which read: The only surviving copy of a Sorcerer's Arena map in Einfalt is at the village's museum. The exhibit is off-limits to undergraduates.
I bit my lip, closed the book, and stuffed it back in my bag. On my way home, I mulled over two things. The first, that if I was of magical heritage, I needed to get to Sorcerer's Arena somehow. The second was that I had no idea how to get there, and I really didn't want to rob a museum. I mounted the orphanage steps and walked
Page 9… Later that day, Mom said the one thing I was hoping she wouldn’t. “Tomorrow, you will have to start at a new school.” I was really not looking forward to the next morning.
The car squealed to a stop and I jumped out of the dinged up vehicle. I ran on the cement ramp that led me down to the Wilmington Friends Meeting’s undercroft door like I would usually do on a Wednesday evening. Grasping the cold metal vertical bar in my baseball sized fists, right over the left. I yanked, then again and again as the door clanked repeatedly. Realizing the door was locked I twirled around.
At the end of the class, she saw her students were yawning and sleeping. “I said, ‘I’m sorry. I’ve been boring you.’ I packed up my notes and left the room.” After she saw the situation of the class, she left the class as a result.
“Is that unusual?” “Yes.” The doors swung. Within stood Olem Tallowind, the steward.
Character foils are characters that have characteristics that are so opposite, they compliment each other. The play “Much Ado About Nothing” is a play that follows two love stories, with one being an unlikely pair and the other was being sabotaged. This play is set in 16th century Italy, so we are able to see the timelessness of these love stories. In the play “Much Ado About Nothing” by William Shakespeare, the characters Beatrice and Hero are foils of each other because they have different personalities, reactions to scenarios, and beliefs.
Finally, a man, I could tell by his uniform, he was a lieutenant, shushed everyone and spoke. ”Alright now,who are your and what are you doing on this ship?” He growled. I fearfully told him and petting Tiger for comfort, I waited for his answer. “Hmm… So it looks like we have a stowaway on our ship!
I decided to raise my hand and talk about how emotionally confused I felt about the book. Mrs. Nelson had her back to me, facing out towards the windows listening to Johnathan’s evaluation of
"Alright c-c-class get your h-homework that I-I-I assigned yesterday out." Mr. Winthrop stutters, barely audible because of the fans blaring every where you look. Unfortunately, the fans aren't helping my poor teacher's damp pits and sweat-beaded forehead. I take out my Spanish homework, which has been checked over about three to four times.
Tony proclaimed, as the rest of the class groaned. It was another twenty minutes before a bell rang, Tony shut up, and Reynolds told us to forget the assignment again. I walked over to the classroom across the hall and sat in my regular seat. I was preoccupied in twisting my own golden hair that I did not notice the air grow heavy and someone claim the seat that was always empty behind me.
In my opinion, I consider the play mainly support the idea of marriage as business, however, in some part as pleasure. I will analysis it from the play and also make compare of today’s idea of marriage. The play reveals the portrayal of marriage during the late Victorian era. During that time period, a marriage states was a business deal or a contract made for money and power accompany with the rule of a marriage will be permitted if the couple intending to marry belonged to the same class. It is the strict class system in that time and it perpetuates the gap between the upper, middle and lower classes.
*“Thanks Lucky!” he thanked as he ran. *The platform was usually very plain in terms of decoration and even the living complex was covered in the plague of bland. He continued to walk toward his room through the beige hallways.
Once inside there was a fair sized entry way that allowed a few people at the time to stand and take off their shoes, coats, jackets, or whatever they needed off. No more than three steps in, there would be an option of three ways. Left, there’s the stairs that lead to the
William Shakespeare’s “Much Ado About Nothing” was a play about romance, misunderstanding and happiness. A modern audience would view this play in a different way to an audience in Shakespeare’s time, particularly in relation to the role and status of women and attitudes towards courtship and marriage. Two of the main ideas in the play include the fact that women’s voices aren’t heard and the role of the father in the relationships of their daughters are two topics that will be covered. As a 21st century viewer of this play seeing the treatment of women, and how their voices and opinions aren’t always taken into account, I believe that this sort of treatment wasn’t the right thing to do.
I recently viewed the cinematic depiction of the play Much Ado About Nothing. This comedic play was written in 1598 by William Shakespeare, and was meant to be viewed as a comedy. Many writers and producer still look to Shakespeare for inspiration, causing many reproductions to be made. The two cinematic versions that I viewed was the 1993 adaption by Kenneth Branagh and the 2012 version by Joss Wheden. Although both versions of the film are using the same dialog setting and character development.
A short while later, Aaliyah had reached the boarding platform. Here goes nothing, she thought to herself. “Right this way, ma’am,” said the guard standing next the the doors. Aaliyah casually walked past him, making sure that her face showed as little tension as possible.