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I rose on a Saturday morning pondering what I would do today. I got out of bed, then put on gloves to wipe off the dust that had settled on my bedside table. It always puzzled me how so much dust could gather in only a one night period. I got dressed in my favorite garment and bow tie. My mom thought that it was an odd combination, but I thought it was quite nice—Bow ties are cool. I put on one of my many fedoras, then opened the door that led straight into our kitchen. “Would you like some breakfast, Dear?” My mother asked. “No, thank you,” I said politely. “Did you know that breakfast is the most important meal of the day?” She said. “You can’t miss it.” “Yes, mom, everyone knows that. I’m not hungry.” I said as I walked out of the kitchen. “I’m going to the library,” I
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“Those are coordinates,” I said. Since I didn’t know anything more about coordinates besides what they looked like, I went over to one of the library’s computers and searched the coordinates. “Orcas Island?” I said to no one in particular. Orcas Island was an island in the middle of the Puget Sound, near the border between Washington and British Columbia. About 103 miles from Seattle, where I live.
By this time I was sure it was for me, I’m not really sure how I knew, but I was positive someone had planted this book here for me to find.
I looked back to the book and opened to a random page, it came up with the beginning of a chapter called Norse Mythology. Which was funny because I was really interested in Norse mythology, and was thinking about it when I was turning to a random page. To test out my new theory, I closed my eyes and thought about Greek mythology. I decided to focus on the goddess Artemis for some reason, I don’t know why. I opened my eyes to find that the book had turned itself to the page talking about, you guessed it, about Artemis, Goddess of the
So as the morning Sun rose. The light beamed on Christopher's face. The warmth of the sun welcomed him to a new day and woke up in a small house in Los Angeles. Christopher is a tall, male, that loves technology and video games. He stretched and went to the restroom it was 9 o'clock and he was thankful it was spring break and didn’t have to go to school. Christopher made his way to the kitchen trying not wake up his parents and made himself breakfast. He served himself cereal Honey Bunches of Oats to be exact with almond milk. Then he took a shower and watched some YouTube videos before doing his homework.
One night, Guy pulled one of the books out from where they were being hidden
Sarai Michel English 9HP, Period 4 When I was six years old, my parents took me to SeaWorld for the first time. I remember clearly watching the Shamu show and sitting in the splash zone, ending up soaked in water by the end. But I also distinctly remember wondering how an animal so big and beautiful could ever be happy in such a small tank, so far away from home. The animals could never possibly experience the joy they would have out in the wild where they belonged.
Millions of people visit Sea World each year (The Fate). They crowd into Shamu Stadium to be entertained by the killer whales as they perform. Their eyes widen, and they sit in awe, as these enormous creatures effortlessly propel themselves out of the water. The children in the audience squeal with delight as the orca’s giant tail sends a wave of ice water over the crowd. But these fast-paced, high-spirited shows hide a darker reality. They are designed to mask the reality of the bare, cold concrete walls that the Orcas are forced to call home. It’s time for people to realize the plight of these mammals. Keeping Orcas in captivity is both harmful and cruel.
The beginning of this book was somewhat confusing, we all wondered if the book was really the authors trouble of putting the book together that led to its structure or if it was meant to represent something else. We had
Half way threw the book, I could automatically tell what was going to happen to Anna
I finally managed to sit down and really clear my mind and re-read the chapter in What
When you first open the book you noticed the use of readership. The paratext used on the very first page is who the book belonged to, E. N. Goshorn along with certain family members related to the owner of the book. This page also had a date. I am assuming date was for when the book was received. This page did not seem feel like the same type of paper as rest of the book, it felt like a normal...
An orca, more commonly known as a killer whale, is currently one of the largest marine animals held in captivity. Countless arguments are being made, supporting and opposing captivity of orcas to be exploited as circus animals in theme parks around the world. Throughout recent history, Sea World trainers have been injured and killed by the orcas and the whales, and the whales themselves have been observed as severely depressed. If Sea World releases the whales, they would undergo an immense economic downfall and the whales would be too weak to survive in the wild if they were freed. Since the first Sea World park opened in San Diego, California in 1964, common questions have arose concerning the well-being of orcas in captivity, the dangers of humans training them, the physical capability of whales theoretically being released, and the psychological differences between whales living in the wild versus whales living in Sea World's confinement.
When looking at the cover that is great you thought the book looked interesting, personally I was excited to read the book. The man in the front of the book does resemble an image of the stock market crash. I would never had thought of that resemblance. When I first saw the creature I immediately wondered what animal it was and never thought of the color of the animal. The color of white could resemble purity and positive emotion. Your description of the outside is very vivid and so different, than the experience I had when examining the outside of the book. The paper bird in The Arrival stuck out to me to. I didn’t think of ascension, I thought it resembled the idea of being even after the man left. The whimsicalness of the world the man arrived
After I was all dressed and ready for the big day, I made my way upstairs to eat breakfast. The smell of toast, sausage, eggs, and hash browns filled the air with an inviting aroma. Just as I was setting down to begin eating, my mom turned to me and asked how my morning was going so far. My reply was,” It feels li...
inferno caused me to stop and think about this awful place. As the reader I got
...y brother and took the dog out. I jumped into the shower and did a fast wash. I ran to my bedroom to get dressed and took a quick look at the clock. I had plenty of time. I got dressed, and I even changed my shirt twice because I could. I went down for breakfast and the coffee was ready. But, I was alone. My heart started racing. In my hurry to get ready, I did not notice that my mom and brother were not up. “Oh no”, I thought. I dashed to my mom’s room and yelled, “Get Up, Get Up!, you need to hurry or I am going to be late for school.” My mom looked at me and said, “Why are you in such a big rush today, when normally I cannot get you to open your eyes at this time?” I yelled, “Hurry or I am going to be tardy and get suspended.” My mom just smiled and pulled the covers over her head. As she did that, I could just hear her say, “Trace it is Saturday.”
As usual I woke up to the sound of my father pounding on my bedroom door, hollering, “Get up! Get on your feet! You’re burning daylight!” I met my brother in the hallway, and we took our time making it down the stairs, still waking up from last night’s sleep. As we made our way to the kitchen, I thought about what to have for breakfast: fried eggs, pancakes, an omelet, or maybe just some cereal. I started to get hungry. As usual, mom and dad were waiting in the kitchen. Mom was ready to cook whatever we could all agree on, and dad was sitting at the table watching the news. The conversation went as usual, “Good morning.” “How are you today?”
“It Sunday!!! I intend to spend my day doing as little as is humanly possible without actually dying” by Some Card. My ordinary day is on Sunday why? That is the day that I don’t attend to school plus I don’t need to ride the train for a 1hr and 30 minute. It’s one of my favorite day for now. On a Sunday morning I would proximately wake up at 6:15 am fixed my bed .Then take a bath after my bath I put denim and sweater with sneaker. Then I make some coffee for my mother .At that moment I wake her up for the reason she work. Its 6:50am my dogs are barking so I give them food. At 7:30 am I go downstairs and walk my two Papillion dog. Formerly I came up home at 8:00 am my mother is gone and my little brother is awake so I gave him cornflakes and let him watch cartoon on Netflix. So I start cleaning the apartment I also look for the laundry bag and the cart put it in the front door so my sister could go downstairs to the Laundromat. It’s 9:20 am and my sister is still sleeping so I try waking her up but she will go back to sleep. So I go rapidly to the kitchen and start coking rice, bean, steak and grill boneless chicken breast for the reason my sister don’t eat red meat. Its 10:00am and my sister is still sleeping so I need to make a deal with her if I want her to go downstairs so I wake up her up and told that I would give her five-dollar and I would also let her borrow my Marc by Marc Jacob watch for a day, however if mom come home from work and you are still downstairs in the Laundromat you would lose the deal. When my sister Griselda listen to that deal she promptly got ready and when downstairs. It’s 12:00 clock by now and the food is almost ready. I thought my brother was watching TV but, the TV was watching him all this time he...