Back in the days when everybody was old and inept or youthful and absurd and me and Sugar were the main ones without flaw, this replenish proceeded onward our piece with nappy hair and legitimate discourse and no cosmetics. Furthermore, actually we giggled at her, chuckled the way we did at the garbage man who continued on ahead like he was some hotshot president and his grieved ass horse his secretary. What's more, we kinda despised her as well, detested the way we did the winos who messed up our parks and pissed on our handball dividers and stank up our passages and stairs so you couldn't midway play find the stowaway without a goddamn gas veil. Miss Moore was her name. The main lady on the piece with no first name. Also, she was dark as …show more content…
So me and Sugar inclining toward the post box being surly, which is a Miss Moore word. What's more, Hotshot looking at what everyone brought for lunch. What's more, Fat Butt as of now squandering his shelled nut butter–and-jam sandwich like the pig he is. What's more, Junebug punchin on Q.T's. arm for potato chips. Furthermore, Rosie Giraffe moving from one hip to the next sitting tight for someone to venture on her foot or inquire as to whether she from Georgia so she can kick ass, perferable Mercedes'. Furthermore, Miss Moore asking us do we comprehend what cash is, similar to we a bundle of retards. I mean genuine cash, she say, similar to it's just poker chips or imposing business model papers we lay on the merchant. So immediately I'm worn out on this and say as much. What's more, would much rather grab Sugar and go to the Dusk and threaten the West Indian children and take their hair strips and their cash as well. What's more, Miss Moore documents that comment for one week from now's lessons fraternity, I can tell. Lastly I say we oughta get to the tram cause it's cooler what's more we may meet some charming young men. Sugar done swiped her mom's lipstick, we
In Toni Cade Bambara’s “The Lesson”, readers read through the perspective of a young black girl named Sylvia. She, along with her cousin and a few friends, are taken on educational field trips with an educated African American woman named Ms. Moore. Sylvia believes she just wants to prevent them from having any fun and finds Ms. Moore to be odd person because she makes it clear that she wants an involvement in their lives. It is an involvement that is seen as a total nuisance. Yet as their teacher, she tries to give them an education that is hard for them to achieve due to their families’ financial status and how the color of their skin affects their position in the world.
He wiped off the slick sweat on the back of his neck, knowing it was his time to shine. Centennial Olympic Park surrounded him. The Bank of America Plaza towered to the East. He rubbed the back of his blood stained feet, shook off the blister pain, shoved his polished trainers on his feet, picked up his stick, and started for the other side of the field. He was in the big leagues now.
In The Lesson by Toni Cade Bambara, a group of uneducated children learn about the injustice of the distribution of wealth. Using symbolism, the author is able to educate the children and the audience of the importance of fighting for their share of the dream through the use of Miss Moore, the toy store, and their diction. Miss Moore is a college graduate who has seen life outside of the ghetto. “Miss Moore was her name. The only woman on the block with no first name”.
In the book “Opening Skinner’s Box”, Lauren Slater discusses many complicated ideas relating to certain experiments of recent times. In every chapter, she focuses on one specific experiment and poses many controversial thoughts. One of the chapters I found most interesting was the second chapter titled “Obscura”. In it she walks readers through the experiments of Stanley Milgram and questions the purpose, results, usefulness, and morality of the experiments. To begin, the purpose of the experiments seem to be off to me.
“I was a seamstress, but all I do now is lie in this bed and eat everything people bring me.” Still able to feed herself, Fleming is an old woman who’s still in sound mind and loves treating her body to good food. “She’s a very active old lady,” friend and weekly visitor Louise Bars
It was just another day in the town of Winchester and Abigail Johnson was preparing breakfast for her family. Abigail was a 15 year old girl in high school. She lived in a two-story house with her sister, mother, and father. Abigail and her family were extremely close, especially her and her younger sister, Emily. Abigail had a very busy life at school always being involved in sports, clubs, and after school activities.
On May 20,1996 I was born Damione Freeman growing up in a small city named Pell City. Growing up wasn't easy for me father was never around just leaving me with my mother. As a child I was always happy, caring, and well mannered. When I turned five I started living with my grandmother, Dianne Freeman and my uncle, Akeem Freeman. At the age of five I was torn away from my mother because of her husband and his issues.
Ever since I was young, I have always heard someone talking about Marquette. Part of this may be due to the fact that three of my neighbors have gone to Marquette and have absolutely loved it. Adding on to that, I have met even more people that have gone to Marquette that have really liked it and are usually successful in life. I met even more people at the Marquette open house that were from all over the United States and said they went to Marquette and they hope their child will attend Marquette as well. This made me realize that Marquette is truly local, since I know several people that have gone to Marquette that live by me and at the same time it is global, since I have met people around the United States, as well as other countries that
Her piece mentioned that women have the problem with no name. This problem seemed apparent in all women across America during this time. The problem with no name is that women were unsatisfied with their lives. This was due to them doing the same thing every day, not pursing a higher education, and being told that they should be happy with their roles. During this time many magazines and advertisements pushed the image that women were supposed to be happy housewives, with a white picket fence, and kissing their husbands off to work.
Charlotte, thus, could freely make metaphors without her mother’s knowledge. However, she had no need to hide her true personality when she finally grew up. Charlotte makes her metaphor of Miss Hancock right in the open because she is no longer afraid of showing her creative
Miss Moore fails on teaching them a lesson since they are too caught up in other things such as mentioned in the story “Me and Sugar and Junebug and Flyboy hangin out the window and hollering to everybody, putting lipstick on each other cause Flyboy a faggot anyway, and making farts with our sweaty armpits.” This shows how they could careless of how money is supposed to be handled. Later in the story Sylvia is unable to tip the taxi driver in which she shows their lack of comprehension towards the value of money and the luxury it is to ride a taxi in which their parents cannot afford.
Lesson Learned Toni Cade Bambara creates a character that is way too smart to ignore what is happening around her in the real world. Throughout the story story, she learns that there is a difference between the rich and the poor, and even though it isn’t fair is not fair, it is very real. By the end, Sylvia, a rebellious, “terrorize the West Indian kids and take their hair ribbons and their money” (625) kind of girl with terrible people skills, living in a typical African American neighborhood finds she experiences a huge attitude adjustment in regards to her outlook on not just money, but life in Bambara’s The Lesson.
Excerpts of the Diary of Elizabeth May 7th 1670 Love. A singular feeling I have when I look at him. My Mr. Hooper, I am ecstatic that I get to marry the love of my life, MY Reverend. When I am with him, I feel as if I am on top of a cloud floating above reality. It is a feeling unlike any other.
Entitlement is a significant threat to society. When a person has predetermined that they possess the right to a certain privilege or special treatment, it can cause major chaos. Miss Strangeworth believes she naturally inherits the privilege of pointing out others flaws, in an attempt to perfect her town that she believes her ancestors created. “There wouldn’t have been a town… if it hadn’t been for my grandfather.” (163) This self-assigned duty of anonymously revealing the flaws of the population only reveals the true identity of Miss Strangeworth.
In the personal narrative essay “Sticks and Stones”, author Nicole Bell narrates a story about a time in her life where she and her brother, Greg, stood up to the constant bullying they were experiencing. Every morning, as Bell and Greg would ride the bus to school James Nicholas, the bully, would verbally abuse, and criticize them. One morning, James decided to use physical force. Nicole and her brother ultimately reacted to the threats and retaliated. Even though we learn that violence is never the answer, the essay emphasizes the strong, defensive bond between siblings.