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The autumn sun beat down still and hot as Trey peered over the whitewashed fence. Widow Harris' garden was just on the other side. It was a very sad looking garden. There were weeds everywhere. He scanned past the zucchini squash, the only thing doing well in the whole garden, and over the cantaloupe vine.
Yes! The watermelon was still there! Trey could see it through the scraggly leaves of its vine. If he was fast, he could grab it and be gone before Mrs. Harris even knew he was there. Plagued with misgivings, but determined to go on, Trey climbed over the fence into the garden. His friends whispered that the old lady was really a witch and would turn you into a cricket and feed you to her cat if she caught you sneaking around. He pushed the thought from his mind.
Trey pulled at the watermelon, but the vine clung too tight. He shifted his grip and pulled harder. Suddenly, the entire vine pulled out of the ground and Trey fell back, landing on his seat. While he was struggling with the tenacious fruit, the front door screeched open.
"Hey! Out of my garden!" Mrs. Harris hobbled out onto her front porch.
Trey scrambled frantically over the fence holding the melon by its vine. He dropped down to the sidewalk only to find his cousin, Miles, coming up the street. If Miles found out what he was doing, it'd ruin everything. Miles had an extremely over zealous conscience. Trey tried to run, but the watermelon was still on the other side of the fence. He yanked the vine and the melon flew over the fence. Just then, the melon snapped off its vine. Instead of sailing neatly into Trey's waiting arms it smashed against the sidewalk and burst open with a dull thump. He hurriedly gathered up as many of the slick red pieces as he could hold and ran clutching them tightly, soaking the front of his shirt.
Miles couldn't believe Trey was stealing a watermelon! He pounded after his twin in age as fast as he could, but Trey, lank and swift on his feet, easily outdistanced him. Miles stopped, his hands on his knees and breathing hard. He was no match in speed to Trey. As his breathing slowed, he took a moment to think. Miles grinned. The logical place for his cousin to head was the old apple orchard, where they had a hideout.
Aaron was invited over to a classmate’s (Billy Thompson) house after he had won a marble competition; Aaron and Billy (who was being bullied) challenged the older boys. After the marble competition Billy invited Aaron over for a coke, while on the ride home with Billy and Billy’s mother Mrs. Thompson they saw Aaron’s father Mr. Kurlander sitting on the side of the road with his box of wickless candles, and Mrs. Thompson said ‘it’s a shame no one will ever buy those candles they do not even work’. While Aaron slipped deeper into the seat with embarrassment, and also in hopes that his father would not see him driving past in the Thompson’s car. While he was visiting Mrs. Thompson and Billy had asked if Aaron would stay for supper and Aaron began to lie about his family. He made a story up that his mother had a montage tournament, and that he has to help set up, because his father is not there because his father was a pilot for the military. Aaron was very envious of his classmates; because they were from higher socioeconomic statuses and with each question Aaron nervously took sips of his Coke every time he was to answer a question regarding what exactly his family
...ots her memory, the blossoms her dreams, and the branches her vision. After each unsuccessful marriage, she waits for the springtime pollen to be sprinkled over her life once again. Even after Tea Cake's death, she has a garden of her own to sit and revel in.
Nicky’s father took his son out with the intention of having him look for a pumpkin and bringing it back home. Not at all did he suspect to encounter anything more but indeed he did. Nicky and his father went looking for a pumpkin at as place that he describes as “a piece of land so devoid of life and interest that from January to October, I’m certain, no one sees it at all”.
His fences were continually falling to pieces; his cow would either go astray, or get among the cabbages; weeds were sure to grow quicker in his fields than anywhere else; the rain had always made a point of setting in just as he had some out-door work to do,”
...d in the governess's eyes. After feeling she had lost Flora to the ghost, when in reality the governess had scared the child to death, Miles still shown to be a ray of hope for the demented governess. She refused to leave him alone and began to become angry and suspicious of his corruption when he would ask of his desire for schooling.
Many of the black families in Spokane County shopped at the Wallace Store that was owned by the whites. Papa and Mama, Cassie’s parents, we're trying to get the blacks to shop in a store in a nearby town called Vicksburg, because the Wallaces caused a lot of trouble for the blacks. When Mr. Avery and Mr. Lanier, two sharecroppers on Mr. Granger’s land, come to talk to Papa to discuss shopping at Vicksburg, they tell Papa that the Wallaces were threatening them and that Mr. Granger started to take sixty percent of their earnings instead of fifty percent. Because of this, Lanier and Avery give up on trying to shop at Vicksburg. When Stacey hears this, he gets mad and starts to argue about how it is unfair that Avery and Lanier are backing out of the plan. Papa tells Stacey that they are lucky to have all of their land and that other black families wish that they could have so much. Cassie then asks Papa if they are giving up too. Papa points to a fig tree and tells Cassie that all of the other trees around it, like the oak and walnut, will get bigger and overshadow the little fig. Papa tells Cassie that the fig tree has “roots that run deep” (Taylor 206) and that it belongs in the yard just like the other trees. To answer her question, Papa tells Cassie that “[the fig tree] keeps on growing and doing what it gotta do. It don't give up. It give up, it'll die (Taylor 206). Just like the fig tree, the Logan family has roots in the south because the Logans were in Spokane County before the Civil War. Even though they are black, the Logans have every right to be in the south and own land, and because Papa’s father rightfully bought the land from a northerner after Reconstruction, they don't have to give it up to anyone, black or white. Just as Papa says, the fig tree, or in this case the Logan family, cannot give up. They have to keep fighting for freedom and equality because if they don't, they won't ever be
ran” which is a contrast to the apples being trapped within the cellar (like the child in the house),
Paul is struggling because his father, who has had problems with alcohol abuse has been shot in a store robbery gone wrong. His single mother is surprisingly hardworking and holds him to very high expectations. Elijah teaches Paul not only about soup but about the "social contract" and how it should motivate everyone, even in their neighborhood, to do what is right. As
He starts moving the knife and points at Jimmy (Dam loser he has to use a knife). Jimmy now has lost all hope of someone helping him and tries to get out of the grip, but Chomp has twice the strength of Jimmy. So he cried and told him he would stop “just don’t kill me”. Noah Just kept walking closer to Jimmy and Noah stabbed him in the abdomen, Shaking and moving the knife while it is still inside of Jimmy. Then Noah and Chomp ran out of the restroom and out of the school. They never came back to school. When medicals came Jimmy and Tom were in mortal danger. Tom was in the hospital for a week Jimmy was in a coma with his stomach destroyed and could possibly
While lowering himself to reach for the paper, dragging his body to go with gravity for only mere seconds and feet. It seemed that all of his muscles could not stretch enough, but he was able to feel the thin paper between his thumb and middle finger. As soon as his body was being dragged against the gravity pulling him, Tom was able to place his paper into his rugged coat pocket. Step by step, his body began to feel taut, halting him to rest for only a minute. At one of those rests, a bright light caught his attention and instinctively he turned his head to see what it was coming from. During this turn of events, he began to panic, having a wind catch his coat, whilst trying to pull him off of the ledge like a bandaid. He slammed his body onto the brick, making the wind release its grip from Tom. He began to focus on the dimmed light of his apartment window, inching towards
Evidence suggests that depression is associated with high levels of morbidity and mortality and adversely affects the quality of life and social functioning (Katona, 1994). Some of these patients do not move about much, and with depression added to this premise, the transition from what these patients were used to, to a completely new environment is usually traumatic.
drew his sword and plunged it deeply into his side. As he removed the sword from his side, blood sprayed the white fruit on the tree, turning it a dark purple color.
...that suspends the boundaries of man and nature, the way in which she structures the last image to be one of hostility indicates the unsustainable nature of the garden.
Tommy crept carefully through the woods, ducking behind a tree every time he heard the tiniest noise. The cops were closing in on him, but he knew that he had to try to escape, for his family's sake. Glancing up, he sees the hideout a few feet away.
The sunset was not spectacular that day. The vivid ruby and tangerine streaks that so often caressed the blue brow of the sky were sleeping, hidden behind the heavy mists. There are some days when the sunlight seems to dance, to weave and frolic with tongues of fire between the blades of grass. Not on that day. That evening, the yellow light was sickly. It diffused softly through the gray curtains with a shrouded light that just failed to illuminate. High up in the treetops, the leaves swayed, but on the ground, the grass was silent, limp and unmoving. The sun set and the earth waited.