We rode the camel and were just miserable from the desert heat, but we finally arrived at the wedding. The oasis was beautiful and in my mind I was thinking of a tent in the middle of the desert with hot, clustered bodies moving around. Upon entering the oasis I was greeted by a man who helped setup the wedding for Fatima and I, he was nice. We talked and he led me into a tent which looked quite nice with cactus flowers that smelled like lavender on the outside near the entrance. Family members and friends were there which made me feel so delited, I think this wedding was the right move.
I wanted to find my love Fatima but then I overheard a conversation from a guest talking to another man. “Ahh yes I want to make lead into gold but what do
“No no, I found my personal legend, it was the love I have been looking for,” The King of Salem told me, “Excuse me, I have to use my energy to something that is not a stone wall,” I was so disrespected. Once more I felt remorse at myself but I thought that he was just jealous that I found a women who would love me for who I am. I went to drink wine when I felt a message come from the Earth, I felt as if I should go outside. My feet, oh they walk without my control like if wind was swaying them to my destination, what is happening? I walked outside to only find a crow. “Haha, little bird, what is your business being here?” the crow shot at me with the speed of an arrow and I was blind sighted, it went to a direction in the desert and almost felt as it was reminding me of my personal... “Santiago SANTIAGO, these fools are trying to turn lead into gold come look!!” I forgot what I was thinking about and said “Ahh yes I knew that game would attract my guests.” I walked into the tent and I was blindsided again with the beautiful chandelier hanging from the top of the tent. But wait was there a decoration on the chandelier, I saw two crows sitting on the sides of the chandelier, it was if, wait, there real. Must of been a hole in the tent and I just looked around to see how my wedding was going. The tea looked so delightful but I just never got accustomed
“I once attended a wedding and met a young fellow sort of like you,” where was he going with this, “he had a good life but died young, I could see that something deep inside of him was bothering him.” I told him “No, my love's too strong for Fatima and I must pursue my wedding.” Then I told him“Thank you for that advice but please, don't speak of this again, he said “Ok, congratulations on the marriage, I wish the best of luck to you.” I felt something in my pocket, no it couldn't be, it was my omens. I walked outside and it was almost time for the marriage ceremony, I felt so happy that situation was dealt with and I wanted to see my wife in her beautiful dress more than I wanted a another glass of water.
I felt a presence outside and then saw sheep, it was the sheep I gave The King of Salem, I could tell because of that face of wanting more food and water. I just felt as if the wedding was a path full of smooth stones with pointy, cracked rocks at the end. Maybe it was
In the story “A Christmas Story” By Annie Dillard she begins the story describing a fest in a banquet hall that look amazing. At the banquet there were two thousand Chandeliers that were hanging from the ceiling. The author describes how the floor was looking and how it has many different colors of woods and details. Also, there were different activities at the fest like games and dancing. At the banquet there was a section that was for people that were not feeling good or was hurt. Children play with one another and they are having fun and enjoying themselves at the barguest. The fest lasted all night long and guest sat at a long table that went down the middle of the hall. The table was decorated with many colors and theme sand tableware;
In Act II, Proctor's conflict with authority increases as the court comes to arrests his wife. He already does not like the court and for them to come to his own home and take his wife to jail is just out of the question! To help the reader understand the condition of Salem at the beginning of Act II, Kinsella explains that "Salem is in the grip of mounting hysteria" (1267). Kinsella is correct the town first starts out with Betty not waking up, then Abigail Williams acusing practically everyone in Salem about being witches and it moves up from there eventually leading to Proctors fait.
The first scene opens as Tituba, Reverend Parris’s slave, enters the bedroom. Reverend Parris is praying over his daughter Betty’s bed. Tituba is concerned for Betty's health, but Reverend Parris dismisses her. The door opens and Abigail Williams, the Reverend’s niece, enters with Susanna Walcott. Susanna tells Reverend Parris that the Doctor can't find a cure for Betty’s soporific sickness. He thinks there might be an unnatural cause, but Reverend Parris denies the possibility. Reverend Parris tells Susanna to leave and not to spread this information throughout the village.
Arthur Miller’s political allegory of McCarthyism, in the form of The Crucible, has been adapted into a faithful companion to the play that is able to incorporate the emotions and atmosphere that may not have been available to some in the play. Miller’s screenplay is very faithful to the book, having many of the same lines and situations the character in the play experience. Because of this, we are able to make an active connection to the play, thus expanding our understanding of the play. Lead by Daniel Day-Lewis, The Crucible’s plot is portrayed by a solid cast, who, for the most part, are able to engross the viewer into the story. The film contains many captivating scenes that exemplify hysteria meant to be depicted in the play, that demands the viewers attention while also immersing them in emotions. The film adaptation of The Crucible is a well produced version of the play that not only serves as a companion to the play, but an entertaining and though provoking experience.
The Crucible – Characters and Changes & nbsp; Change is good for the future. " We hear the catchy phrase everywhere. From company slogans to motivational speeches, our world seems to impose this idea that change is always a good thing. Assuming that the change is for the better, it is probably a true statement in most cases. The root of this idea seems to come from the notion that we are dissatisfied with the state that we are in, so, in order to create a more enjoyable environment, we adjust.
Great events, whether they are beneficial or tragic ones, bring change in a person. These scenarios can give one an entirely new perspective on life, and turn around his way of thinking. Events such as the Salem Witch Trials show the people involved what they could not see before. In Arthur Miller's The Crucible, Elizabeth Proctor, Reverend Hale, and John Proctor gain valuable insight into themselves, as well as others.
There was once a young girl with hair black as night and skin white as porcelain. She stared at her reflection taking in her extravagant white dress and the long veil trailing behind her. It is her wedding day and she is off to take her wedding photos. This is supposed to be the happiest day of her life and yet she cannot help but flinch as she takes hold of her soon to be husbands arm. She glances up at her indifferent finance and directs a forced smile at the photographer's camera.
I remember the day when we met each other You came riding into Thebes as a hero for riding the land of the sphynx. Above the crowd I stood atop my balcony watching the gathering crowd. Our eyes had met and I knew that you were the one to fill the hole in my heart. Immediately we had connected and I knew that you were the one for me. The gods had blessed me with another husband that was genuinely kind and wise.
It was late I thought. Almost midnight yet I was still unable to sleep. I stared thoughtlessly at the moving shadows mumbling to myself, "it was just a story" but in my heart I knew it wasn't, it was more than a story, much, much more. Then, a crow appeared in the middle of my room. The crow stared at me with such intensity that I fell backwards into the safety of my pillow. I stared at the crow in shock as it disappeared into my closet and that's when I heard it, a long piercing whine that was like a nail to a chalkboard. I prayed that it would go away, I prayed with all my heart but it stayed there continuing its long whine. It was then when I caught a glimpse of it. I saw two glowing bloodshot eyes stare at me. I let out a scream born from terror and almost immediately my dad came bursting into my room. He stared at me with confusion but all I could do was point a shaking finger at my closet door. Cautiously, my father marched into the closet door only to find nothing inside. Then, without warning, the closet door slammed shut along with my father still inside.
I saw her walk over to the dressing table. I watched her appear in the circular glass of the mirror looking at me now at the end of a back and forth of mathematical light. I watched her keep on looking at me with her great hot-coal eyes: looking at me while she opened the little box covered with pink mother of pearl. I saw her powder her nose. When she finished, she closed the box, stood up again, and walked over to the lamp once more, saying: "I'm afraid that someone is dreaming about this room and revealing my secrets." And over the flame she held the same long and tremulous hand that she had been warming before sitting down at the mirror. And she said: "You don't feel the cold." And I said to her: "Sometimes." And she said to me: "You must feel it now." And then I understood why I couldn't have been alone in the seat. It was the cold that had been giving me the certainty of my solitude. "Now I feel it," I said. "And it's strange because the night is quiet. Maybe the sheet fell off." She didn't answer. Again she began to move toward the mirror and I turned again in the chair, keeping my back to her.
In December 2002, I was not feeling well so a trip to the doctor was scheduled. In five minutes my life changed. I was not married and was having a lot of issues at the time. This was not supposed to be in the cards for me. We did decide to make a run at this thing called marriage. We wed on June 14, 2003 and one month later on July 14, 2003 Hunter Orion Loyd blessed us with his presents. Still not convinced thi...
We got off from plane and headed towards the exit. My cousins and my family case worker were already their waiting for us. I was so shocked and the same time I was so happy to meet with my cousins after 6 years. This days too when I went to airport reminds me of that day. We collect bags and headed towards my cousin’s house, I was so hungry and I asked my cousin “what kind of food you made” she knew that we love Nepali cosine so she had made Nepali cosine. We ate food after that I went upstairs to rest. I was so excited and little bit scared to be here and start my new life in USA because I knew that USA life is different than Nepalese life style, however that day was my best day ever in my life. I felt like my dream came true. I had a lot of things going through my mind. Like what am I going to do, what is best for me things like
When I look at the bride and groom, I feel such a kaleidoscope of emotions. I know that Kari has found her true match and I know that theirs will be a marriage of long standing. My heart is bursting with love for you two today. I know you have a wonderful adventure ahead of you, and with God?s blessing your marriage will last for decades to come.
... there. A woman next to me was holding her new born baby as she was listening to the play, and that baby, who was initially sleeping woke up with a smile on his/her face. The little boy was hitting those notes perfectly, and involuntary of myself, my eyes closed, and I was sucked up in the song. It was as if I stopped listening to the song, and instead the song itself was touching me. I automatically pictured that small light in the dark that shines proudly from miles away. As the boy was hitting the last note, I slowly opened my eyes, and notice that it was not such a bad day after all. I could see the hidden beauty of autumn days which was only the reflection of my own soul, which in turn, had been transcended in to a heavenly world. The boy was looking at us like an angel who just accomplished his ultimate goal; that is to make people happy, and erase their fears.
One thing that I never thought about is how it would be sad to leave my parents. At the end of the ceremony, deep in my heart I felt very sad. I looked at my parents and when I saw my mother was crying I felt like my heart would burst. I realized that starting tomorrow I was going to be without my mother. I thought how it would be hard to say goodbye to the home where I grew up in.