“I’m sorry darling, I hate to break it to you, but you can’t pass the class without submitting to me” “Sir, I beg you please” my voice trembled with nervousness, “please don’t put me in this situation, please, I just want to graduate as soon as possible.” “Fine, I’ll let you off the hook, but be prepared to retake the class several times.” “I just don’t comprehend why you chose me” “WHY ME”, I repeat with agony. “Oh, stop asking foolish questions,” he said irritably. “Why the hell would a guy go after a lady if he didn’t find her attractive as hell. Huh, explain that to me.” “Sir, you could be my father, plus something a little more obvious like, THIS IS CONSIDERED SEXUAL HARASSMENT” I cried. “But you are not my daughter.” He fights …show more content…
Dropping out was not an option because my parents wanted me to graduate on time, it was their only wish. I couldn’t let them down, I could never forgive myself. My only dream was to make them proud, and I was determined to find a solution for me. So eventually, I gave into his demand and became Professor Bodezen’s part time …show more content…
A secret that I kept away from my close loved ones. It tormented me day after day. My soul seemed to leave me body and save itself from the constant sin I was putting myself through. If I was going to get handed my science degree on time, I’d put up with anything for my parents. I was doing it for them. One year flew by and I collected my degree pretending to me proud of myself. My parents showered me with endless affection, and at the moment, my body relieved itself from any mental and emotion harm I put myself through that whole year. It was finally over. Next step was graduate school in New York City, far away from here. Graduate school was welcoming, and I had met the love of my life. Rodger. As time went on, our relationship grew stronger. I strongly believed that we were destined for a lifetime. Soon enough, he Rodger proposed to me and mentioned that he wanted to take a trip to his hometown to meet his parents for the first time. A dream was soon awakening to a reality. “I’m just nervous, but that is partners get before they meet each other’s parents,
In the poem “The Double Play”, the author uses metaphors, words, and phrases to suggest turning a double play in baseball is like a dance. Some words throughout the poem could be used to connect the idea of a double play being like dancing. One word that could suggest this is, the word used “poised”, “Its flight to the running poised second baseman” (12). Poised in this sense could mean that the player knows what he is doing and has mastered the double play, while a dancer can be poised meaning light and graceful. Another word in this poem that relate to a double play and dancing is the term “pirouettes”, “Pirouettes / leaping, above the slide, to throw” (13-14). The player is described to be doing a pirouette in the double play while in the
After graduation of my high school, I’ve decided not to attend college. I spent over three months preparing for college admissions. Over three months of studying for the SAT and writing essays for colleges. But, all this hard work was blown away in just a week. The week before the May 1st, the decision day, I had made my decision not to attend college. I have decided to return to my country and start working. Of course, there was a strong disagreement from my parents, but I didn’t hesitate. For the past years, I have worked in many different kinds of places and I have faced the true reality. This made me want to attend college and brought me to Concordia College.
"I just don't think I'll do well ... I don't understand the... As he strutted into the classroom, the two kids in conversation groaned.
Dramatic Monologues The dramatic monologue features a speaker talking to a silent listener about a dramatic event or experience. The use of this technique affords the reader an intimate knowledge of the speaker's changing thoughts and feelings. In a sense, the poet brings the reader inside the mind of the speaker. (Glenn Everett online) Like a sculpturer pressing clay to form a man, a writer can create a persona with words. Every stroke of his hand becomes his or her own style, slowly creating this stone image.
Kimora commented, "I don't need a lecture I am disappointed in myself because I got all 50s in everyone class except my electives."
...cified directives. Also, I do not want to forfeit my ability to obtain my college degree. After many years had passed, I finally mustered the courage to enter college. Now I can finally see that reaching this goal is close, but yet so far. My current classification is a senior at State University, with plans of graduating in December, 2014. I am proud to say that I have continued a full time job- working in excess of forty hours weekly- sustained a peaceful household, and “honestly” maintained a good grade point average. These are achievements that have made me most proud. The last thing I would ever do is to jeopardize my ability to get my college degree. I have waited a long time for this moment. I have truly learned a valuable lesson through this ordeal. I know that at all cost, it is imperative to do the right thing and manage my time more efficiently.
“Yes hello I would like to have a conversation with the administration about my daughter coming home crying because her teacher Mrs. Price had forced my daughter to wear a sweater and humiliate her in the middle of class.”
School, though it is one word, it is a word that will change everything in my life. One word that will determine my future and what it holds. Choosing to be a part of the Rutgers School of Nursing’s EOF Program is a massive opportunity for me to had come upon in many ways socially, academically, and financially. I love that the program offers students, like me, a chance to taste the atmosphere of college before our semester begins in Fall. I believe it is beneficial how we are taking college introductory courses and are able to meet new students and staffs before starting in Fall. Furthermore, my parents come from Vietnam and sacrificed a lot for my family to make sure we will achieve a higher education prior to high school. My father is unemployed and my mother makes $20,000 a year with efforts to raise 5 children to become successful. My parents pushed school towards me and my siblings because they want to guarantee that we have a chance at an education, unlike them. However, my parents blame themselves and are disappointed that they cannot help much with our education.
I didn’t recall a single thing I did at work that night. I went through the motions but my mind was somewhere else. Tons of questions raced through my mind. What would my family say? How could I ever afford it? How do I even get started? After finishing work and heading home, I began to look through the brochures. I had always loved learning and I was good at it. There was no doubt about my abilities when it came to collegiate academics, but everything else scared me to death.
“Fine, then I’m not gonna go to college” The room fell dead silent. Normally an obedient child, even I was surprised at the threat that came out of my mouth. However, I had to stoop extremely low to prevent them from taking basketball away from me.
“ You know I could just drop out no point in going if I am just going to get kicked out again.” I said, trying to change their mind.
Nate resisted the urge to roll his eyes. A tardy student was required to acknowledge the motto before taking a seat. "Yes, ma'am. It is." He walked to the back of the class and took a seat next to his best friend Ell. He winked at her, and she hurriedly wrote on a slip of paper and passed it to him.
“She replies by telling me that it was too much work and with the hours that were due she did not know where to start”. I ask to see her syllabus and told her to take a breath to relax. I told her not to worry I have done this class before and I knew what was expected, she cracked a smile. I ask her if she had started to do
“If you still didn’t get to it, you better start now! Class is dismissed early.”
We start talking about our english presentation next period. I mention wanting to skip class so that I didn’t have to present. “Don’t overreact, it’s just a presentation, everyone gets a little nervous. It’s only a participation grade anyway. You’ll be fine.