She had a bad case of Alzheimer’s and always had a stoic look, but loved to play the piano. One day, another student rolled her to the piano and immediately she started playing it like a professional and she even had a tiny smile on her face. It goes to show that any artistic opportunity can make a person find
Frustrations filled their faces as members doubted their ability to execute the choreography. Developing to be more open minded to these facts, I perceived that I had stepped into their shoes. I obtained the same negativity during baton as they do for flag choreography. To support the guard and myself, I was compelled to change and become a stronger leader. If I was instructing members to help them improve on body technique, characteristic facial features, or their confidence for performing, then I should apply the same to my training.
Did I? I must be going mad…” (Christie 175). This thought with the ellipsis creates suspense for the reader because it makes the reader think about how Miss Brent would be mad (or crazy). Additionally, the question Miss Brent asked herself internally makes the reader question themselves why and is Miss Brent going mad. Moreover, the ellipsis also causes the reader to think about how Miss Brent going crazy would impact the storyline, creating a suspenseful scene, because we don’t know how that will change or twist the story.
In paragraph 31, her mom asked her to make friends, but the daughter doesn’t see the point of it. She says she never has time for friends. She also tells mother that they have to move every few months so there's no point. Some more evidence is found in paragraph 24 when she doesn’t want to stay in New Mexico for the summer. The daughter feels like it's a world away from California.
The week before the homecoming game, we found out that our starting senior libero got sick with Mononucleosis, which meant that she couldn’t participate in any physical activity. We quickly had to find our next best passer, for that next week’s big game, and I was next in line. You will never know when you will have to step up, and when chances like this will arise . You always have be prepared, otherwise you might miss your chance. When I found out that I had to libero for one of the biggest games of the season, I was dripping with drops of nerves.
I had missed three days of school ever since I’m first day of sophomore because I told my mum I was too sick to go. While this was true, I couldn’t even choke down any food these days, I knew it was because of my fears and not my illness. It was the first day of sophomore, I’m glad that freshman year was over and a new year had come, but I finally got myself a boyfriend, that’s totally not in the cards. As I pace around the hallway panicky searching for Luke, Alexis parade into the hallway, red lipsticks on, high heeled stilettos clack echoed against the marble floors and granite walls, along with her crowd of ‘friends’. Her steps were closer, clack click clack click she was towards my direction, I scrambled through my books in the locker and lumbered away, the echoing sound of her steps sped.
My older sister, me, then finally my younger sister. The lie that I told was that the match boxes were never touched by me and that I have no idea where they are anyway. A few days later I did get in trouble because my mom did find out. I did learn a lesson that
In the text Izzy says “ … what am I going to do for two whole months with someone I haven't seen since I was six?... she's a stranger! (24)” You can clearly illustrate the anger in the way she is speaking. Her mother clearly doesn't seem to care. Izzy and her mother have a big argument.
for the first two years I always complained “It's so boring” and stuff like “don't force me to go again” but I got my stubbornness from my parents, so I kept going. It took a long time for me to stop complaining and realize that nothing is really “girly”. It wasn't until my fourth year that i realized it was something i really enjoyed. the dance shoppe has weekly hour long classes, usually just practicing, learning new steps, and combos and stuff. Then once it hits christmas break, we start to learn our dance.
We all cried when it was time for us to come back to Florida because we knew that our aunt was going to do us wrong. When we got back, she continued to do us wrong and call us names and talk about our mom in our face. That next year we moved to a big house with our aunt and her husband so it even got worst. My uncle was touching on my oldest sister, but she would never tell on anyone because she was scared and he told her to don’t tell and gave her money. Time passed by and we moved back to our old house, and my aunt and her husband separated.
She did not say anything and she started to go to school. After weak in school her parents were worried that people would know her secret. Lamia promised that she didn 't say anything. Lamia liked to study at school, she found new friends, and every day Lamia came home with a great mood. For seven years Lamia did not tell anyone her secret, she tried to be a marvelous student.