Late Night Snack - Personal Writing
I slowly drew the fridge door open and squinted as the light from its
door pierced the darkness. It was late and I was desperately searching
for a late night snack to sustain me until the morning. The house was
abnormally quiet that night. I could usually hear the gentle whir of
the freezer, But not that night. I heard a tap on the glass window,
followed by another. Rain began to dance on the gravel outside, and
the trees seemed to whisper as a breeze blew through their branches. I
remember smiling to myself; I have always loved a summer rainstorm.
Food in hand, still half blind in the darkness, I fumbled through the
house, making my way back to my bedroom.
As I settled into bed and pulled my warm covers over me, I felt crumbs
from my sandwich fall to the sheets. I just grinned to myself; I was
both too hungry and too tired to care. Suddenly, the darkness of my
bedroom was interrupted by a flash of lightning, illuminating my room
through my window. I was overwhelmed with a feeling of irrational fear
and I felt my flesh grow cold as I heard branches angrily scratching
the glass from my window. I pulled the duvet over my head and paused
for a brief moment.
"Don't be stupid" I said out loud. The trees still seemed to whisper
and I thought I heard my name. Did I hear a voice, or was fear playing
some trick on my mind? "Matt" I heard, weakly at first, as though
someone was calling me from a distance. My heart pounded and I
instinctively drew the bed linen tightly around me, my body shaking
with fear. 'Matt,' the voice called to me again, louder this time and
more insistent. My heart was aching, racing and I felt as though it
would surely explode.
Fearfully, I peered out from under the covers and gazed towards the
window. A flash of lightening revealed a face, horribly disfigured,
staring back at me.
When a person's faith is also an alternative for their culture and morals, it proves challenging to take that sense of security in that faith away from them. In Night, Elie Wiesel, a Jewish student living in Sighet, Transylvania during the war of 1942, uses his studies in Talmud and the Kabbalah as not only a religious practice but a lifestyle. Elie and his fellow civilians are warned, however, by his Kabbalah teacher who says that during the war, German aggressors are aggregately imprisoning, deporting, and annihilating millions of Jews. When Elie and his family are victim of this aggression, Elie realizes how crucial his faith in God is if he is to survive the Holocaust. He vows after being separated from his mother and sisters that he will protect he and his father from death, even though as death nears, Elie gradually becomes closer to losing his faith. In the end, to Elie's devastation, Elie makes it out of the Holocaust alone after his father dies from the intense seclusion to malnutrition and deprivation. Elie survives the Holocaust through a battle of conscience--first by believing in God, then resisting his faith in God, and ultimately replacing his faith with obligation to his father.
Usually, every story has a powerful ending that will keep the reader wondering, most likely in a good way, leaving the reader satisfied with the ending. Night does not follow the pattern. Elie didn’t want to end a sad story in a happy way, he wanted to end it the way it actually happened. It ends with the metaphor that will send a shiver down the readers spine. The story ends, “One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me. The look on his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me.” By ending the story this way, the reader finally realizes the horrible consequences of the Holocaust and the effects it had on Jewish people. Through neglect, malnutrition, and beatings, people had lost the feeling of life and turned into walking corpses, separated from their former selves. Many people weren’t even recognizable after the Holocaust, even by their own family.
I went in to the front lounge and sat on the sofa, all of a sudden I was floating in this black void, I was in complete darkness but I could still see my arms and legs, I could here a voice calling, a cold eerie voice but I didn't understand it.
Have you ever been in a situation where you were so hungry, you thought that you would just die? You asked your talkative mom if she would mind fixing you some lunch when it is only two but you have asked her since twelve. She says, "One second", and that one second turns into an hour! Well,guess what no more long lunch waits! It is bad for you to not have lunch so;I have a solution to you long boring waits; you can enjoy a delicious peanut butter and jelly sandwich! All you will need is a jar of peanut butter, jelly, a butter knife, and two pieces of fresh white fluffy bread.
“Ponch”. Some people know Ponch from the 80’s show CHiPs, however this was not the case for me. When I was a toddler, I used to get my speech mashed, creating random gibberish words that no one would understand. Not only were my words nonexistent, but I as well sounded ridiculous, every time I spoke I jabbered like Courage the Cowardly Dog trying to speak to his owner. Whenever something broke I used to say the word “ Ponch” to describe it, it took years for my parents to finally understand what “Ponch” meant.
I’m just going to come right out and say it, because it’s true, and voicing it might help. It’s a creepy sort of night. The super dark, wind blowing, kind of creepy that gets the imagination running out of control. Which, since I’m being honest, doesn’t always take that much. As in, right now. I’m getting seriously spooked very quickly here. You know that feeling, the one that you’re being watched even though there’s no one else around? The feeling that gives you goose bumps on your arms, and raises the hair on your neck; that’s the feeling I have right now. I could almost swear that I heard soft footsteps making a crackling sound on the grass too. I stop, listening hard (as opposed to any other type of listening, I suppose) to try and figure out if I am really alone. It was a stupid dare really; wandering alone in the graveyard to prove….what exactly? I don’t remember now, because my overactive brain is nearing the hysterical point and I’m ready to bolt. So what happened next, you ask? I screamed like a school girl and ran, sure that I had seen a shadow move right in front of me. Now that I’m in the safety of my car and driving away, I can reasonably say that I must have imagined it. However, imagined or not, I won’t be doing that again!
"What time is it?", this is a question asked by many men. many, many hungry men. when its early in the morning, and you wake up, whats the first question you ask? "what time is it?". its a daily routine for us humans. lets learn about the effects of time.
It was a beautiful night. It was perfect for a walk. As I strolled further into the park a figure approached me. It was as dark as pitch so I couldn’t make out who it was. It was late; you wouldn’t usually see anyone at this time. My heart was beating faster and faster. The strange thing was I wasn’t frightened; it was just my heart beating rapidly. As the masculine figure approached, I began to walk slower. That was when I heard the voice.
The food tracker benefited me in so many ways. I total three days out and all calculated 4800 calories. The food tracker allowed me only 2000 calories a day and wanted me to target at least 150 min/week in physical activity. The recommendations for my calories were very direct and limited to only a certain amount that I could manage. It help me manage my daily food intake, inform me of the calories and fats I was placing into my body, and educated me on the need foods needed from the food pyramid. My son even loved placing the items we ate into the system to look at “our numbers” (he it calls that).
Mindfulness unlocks your senses. It is the practice of being fully aware of what is happening within and around you in the moment. This is not easy to do! Practicing mindfulness helps people make better choices in regards to what and how they eat. There is a lot to learn here, but taking simple steps like noticing the smells, temperatures, textures and tastes of the foods in your meal is a good place to start. Mindful eating also requires you to reduce distractions such as physical, mental, social and emotional ones. People often find that they enjoy their food much more once beginning more mindful approaches to eating. Mindful eating also seems to improve food choices, in both what and how people eat. It essentially reshapes your relationship with food and makes eating more enjoyable because you learn your reactions to food preferences, habits and tastes.
Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. It usually gives your body the essential nutrients it needs. It provides you with the energy you need to face the day. This is the reason why you should not skip breakfast. Breakfast does not only boost your body’s metabolism but can also jump-start your brain. When you take breakfast, you normally give your muscles glycogen. This means that you will have more energy and you won’t feel like a slug. This can make you to become more active and this will make you burn several calories. This can also help in weight loss and so on.
We all know that everyone gets excited when going out to eat at different restaurants are fun but have you ever thought about the effects of it. Eating out is always a treat for plenty of families and have become a natural routine for many people. That’s why limiting your dining out experience can change your life in many ways; such as saving money, time, nutritional value, even bringing your family together.
My favorite meal is the chicken fettuccini pasta. I chose this dish because I can never stop eating it. The meal is made up of warm tenderized chunks of chicken, delicate smooth creamy white sauce, and many varieties of sliced up vegetables. However, when I was a child vegetables has always been difficult to eat. It prevented me from enjoying my favorite meal because I would always have to take out the mixed vegetables in the meal. As a child I 've tried avoiding vegetables, but was found throughout the school cafeteria 's food, my mother 's cooking, or many fancy restaurants. There was nowhere to run. Over the years, my mother knew I was struggling to eat vegetables. She worked very hard by coming up with her own recipes in order for me to eat healthy. From mixing in the vegetables into the meals I usually eat or to trick me into eating meat but was actually vegetables. Soon later I came to realize how much effort she has put into the meals. All those hour and hard work my mother put it allowed me to enjoy my favorite meal again.
I was lying on something soft. I think it was a mattress. The puppy walked
Previously to taking this class, I had never given much thought to my eating habits. I always thought of the way I chose to eat as one of those things I didn’t need to concern myself with too heavily now because I’m a young broke college student. The way I eat is pretty similar to the way most of my friends eat and when you live away from home, that seems like the norm for people in college. However, after applying what I’ve learned in this class to my life, I’ve realized that the dietary choices I make now affect not only my current health, but my future health as well. So overall, I would say that my eating habits are pretty bad, but I’m working on making them better.