As the lights flashed and the representatives walked down the red carpet the audience was awed by the sweet smiles and mature beauty that radiated off the couples. They respectfully encapsulated the love and Christian faith of our school as they all clapped for our homecoming king and queen. There surely was a reason they were voted representatives for they showcased sweet attitudes all night long, smiling, hugging, and enduring long periods of picture taking and never complaining. After the red carpet showing of our homecoming court everyone enjoyed delicious fruit punch and a couple slices of the cake all while talking and simply enjoying the beautiful decorations and hollywood themed atmosphere. When the mood shifted and Winter Formal began
In the book “The Boys of Winter” by Wayne Coffey, shows the struggle of picking the twenty men to go to Lake Placid to play in the 1980 Olympics and compete for the gold medal. Throughout this book Wayne Coffey talks about three many points. The draft and training, the importance of the semi-final game, and the celebration of the gold medal by the support the team got when they got home.
In "First Day of Winter," by Breece D’J Pancake stories, “First Day of Winter” is the twelfth and the last selection of them. The story is about the edgy circumstances of a West Virginia farmer called Hollis. A single man as yet still living on the farm of his family, Hollis battles to make ends meet as he watches over his weak parents. His decrepit mother declines to bathe, "her mind half gone from blood too thick in her veins;" on the other hand, his dad, "now coughing and blind," is "bent with age, with crying" (163, 168). The only sibling of Hollis, Jake, has left the homestead, wedded, fathered two youngsters and turn into a minister. Due to this Hollis’s parents hover over him and persistently remind him that his sibling "has done fine
In ‘Winter Dreams’, the ending is unexpected. Throughout the story, we are under the impression that this is the story of Dexter Green's love for Judy Jones. But at the end of the story, once Dexter finds out that Judy has lost her charms and settled into a bad marriage, we begin to wonder if this story is about something else entirely. Dexter does not weep for Judy. He weeps for himself, for the young man he once was and for the illusions he once held.
The Coldest Winter Ever Born Lisa Williamson in 1964, Sister Souljah is a hip-hop artist that burst to the forefront of mainstream media in 1992 when she was criticized by then Presidential candidate Bill Clinton for saying “If Black people kill black people every day, why not have a week and kill white people?” Clinton was trying to prove to other Democrats that he did not sympathize with the organization that Souljah was a member of. She basically said Bill Clinton and went on to sign music and publishing contracts. She has become one of the more passionate and articulate voices to emerge speaking for young African Americans in the United States. She has written and published two works: No Disrespect, an autobiographical account of Souljah’s life, and The Coldest Winter Ever.
In the nineteenth century, following the devastating American Civil War, author John Greenleaf Whittier wrote a lengthy poem designed to solve both personal and national problems. Whittier hoped that his poetry could stitch together the festering wounds left by the Civil War. While composing his work, Whittier realized that a reminder of good times from the past would assist his fragile country in its reconstruction; his poem “Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl” became the vehicle through which he achieved this goal. In particular, Whittier focuses in “Snow-Bound” on addressing his life in context, as well as on the issue of how the lessons of his youth apply to his country. He describes his early life, the issues of his family and memories, the contributions of nature to his literature, and, finally, his hope for the poem’s readers, which causes a fascinating response. Together, these attributes forever molded the United States as a nation.
Winter Dreams There are many ways in which “Winter Dreams” is like and unlike a fairytale. “Winter Dreams” had the potential to have a fairy tale ending. Beginning the story, F. Scott Fitzgerald made the story seem predictable. The reader would have predicted a happy ending, like a fairytale. An ending where the ambitious young man gets the beautiful girl of his dreams.
Life was brutal and deadly for the the Continental Army who were at the dreadful winter at Valley Forge. Winter at Valley Forge is a turning point because it was a place of death and diseases which were spreading at a super fast pace. The men of the Army suffered badly from the cold and had nearly nothing to eat or wear. But the troops didn’t quit, they worked harder and harder which made the Winter at Valley Forge a turning point of the Revolutionary War.
In the summer of 2013 I experienced nine days of the pure Alaskan terrain alongside one-hundred or so fellow cadets, learning about teamwork and leadership that would aid me in my future endeavors; or so said the forms my parents all-too-willingly signed, and I reluctantly and with careful uncertainty did so as well. I was an excellent cadet—involved in all community service opportunities as possible, participating in all color guard presentations possible, and dedicating two extra hours in my mornings to drilling my feet sore for the sake of maintaining the Eagle River High School’s reputable drill team status. But my one deficiency that grayed my instructor’s heads and made me appear less accomplished with my missing ribbons that were on my peers’ uniforms was my avoidance of any and all wilderness activities. “Winter Survival Where You Get To Freeze All Night And Have To Walk A Mile To The Bathroom And Make Sure You Bring A Buddy And A Flashlight?” I think not. “Summer Leadership School With No Showers And Porta-Potties And Wild Bears Ransacking Your Personal Belongings?” I’ll enjoy the comforts of my home, thank you very much.
“Ring, click.” You heard that right, that was the sound of sadness. That alarm means only one thing it is Monday! The first day of the week which means I have five days of school sigh, but wait what is that outside? I can barely see, but I can tell it’s white outside, wait what is that? It's snowing! “We are going to have a snow day!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as I ran through my house!
If there were to be a massive snow day Thursday, everyone would stay home from school and avoid driving on the streets. On this snow day, I would relax all day, and maybe if there would be enough snow, sledding! To relax I would most likely read and draw all day, with a movie here or there, along with a cup of hot cocoa by my side. I would also play with my cats, if they weren’t sleeping of course.
The poem, “Those Winter Sundays,” by Robert Hayden is about an adult reflecting on his childhood relationship with his Father. The speaker in the poem describes a normal “Winter Sunday” in his childhood. Using primarily imagery and tone, Hayden reveals the speaker’s feelings towards his relationship with his Father, which is described as “cold,” but in the end, the speaker reveals he was blind to how his Father showed affection.
Ceremony is about a Native American Tayo who fought in world war two. When he comes home from the war, he is committed to the VA hospital for essentially having post-traumatic stress disorder. Throughout the novel, we observe Tayo battling with his inner peace because he feels guilty for Josiah and Rocky’s death. Tayo’s family sends him to two medicine men to try to heal him and figure out what is the matter. The first medicine man was not able to reach through to Tayo; the second medicine Betonie was successful. Betonie told Tayo that he would need to complete a ceremony in order to find his inner peace. During, this ceremony Betonie told Tayo that he had seen stars and cattle, mountains and a woman. He then warned Tayo that people would
We got to the convention center where the ceremony was being held and the parking garage was so full we had to park three blocks away. As I walked through the doors of the convention center I found my to the sea of purple and yellow caps and gowns that were already forming a line. I quickly threw on my gown and walked into the back to find out where I was supposed to be and instead found my English teacher frantically running around trying to get everyone in place. I was pushed into my row and told not to talk, that’s not easy when you have to sit through 400 other people’s names getting called before yours does but I muscled through
Winter weddings! The term in itself speaks oodles about the fun and frolic associated with it minus the sweat of the summer months and even the simplicity of the spring seasons. From the wedding dates which comes to the fore from the month of December to the month of February, the season spells majic with all whites everywhere; the white snow, the white wedding ensemble coupled with the merriment of the holidays that it brings with it, courtesy the birth of Jesus Christ along with the bells of the New Year ringing all across the world.
It’s a frigid January night, and the home team just won the big game so hundreds of college students pour out into the streets. The celebration begins with cheers and hugs, but quickly the tone begins to change.