From a Basement on the Hill

his head, "Too girlie." Raising an eyebrow at him, Doctor Brackett gave him a look. John knew that look all too well, it was his 'So...this is for your own good.' 'I can't get away with anything!' Johnny grouched to himself. "Fine, II'll try it," he gave in, trying hard not to whine. "So, when would you like to meet up with Roy?" Kel moved on, knowing better than to push that subject further. "Never?" John gave the doc a half-grin. "Sooner is better," simply stated Brackett. "Fine," he huffed. "Today?" Nodding, Kel and Johnny quickly worked out it would be best to see if Cap could be there as well. Figuring it'd be best to have the talk at the hospital, Doctor Brackett called Hank first and then Roy, setting up a meeting time a half-hour from now. Heading to the hospital, Kel tried to reassure Johnny that things would be fine, but to no avail. Giving up after a few minutes, he just let the silence stretch out, praying he wasn't wrong about how Roy would react or that he would be someone else Johnny could turn to during this time of…

pop-up, the Poverty Hills present a unique problem in the geologic community. Located on the western-most edge of the Basin and Range Province in eastern California (Fig.1), and within the Owens Valley basin, flanked by the Sierra Nevada and Inyo/White mountain ranges to the west and east, respectively. The hills are of particular interest as they represent an unusual combination of lithologies, structures, and a geomorphology that is inconsistent for the basin. Using geophysical methods, I hope…

Lauryn Hill is not only a natural born performer but as well as a role model. Throughout her life, starting from a young age she has been influencing the music industry ranging from a multitude of genres. Lauryn Hill was born of May 26, 1975 in South Orange, New Jersey to two loving parents, Mal and Valerie Hill. Lauryn was never wealthy but lived comfortably. Hill says “ I was not raised rich, but I never really wanted the things we didn't have. I think my parents instilled in us that we…

Despair Five days. It seemed like an eternity. Five days since the violent tornado raged through the small neighborhood where I had lived all of my life. Clad in the casual T-shirt and jeans I had run away in, I stopped at the base of the hill, where I frequently rode my bike, again and again, recklessly fast down the long curving road. No riding today. The road to my cul de sac is strewn with wood and other debris from where the tornado shredded homes, trees, and power lines in it’s path…

Walking home from Spring Hill Elementary school, walking down the big hill where Ms. McCurdy’s big, scary, dog Damian would snarl and bark at My big brother Jyran, My little sister Jada and Me. Then Finally arriving on Maplehill Rd, running and laughing until we finally arrive at 4713. My granny’s house. Walking up the long driveway was like being an adventurer climbing up a big mountain. We walk into the house and in the Kitchen is our grandmother cooking something, sometimes it was greens and…

It is exciting to stand on something that no one else gets to. From the bridge we had a quality view of the pier on one side and the flats on the other. On the left were sailboats leaving and groups of people having picnics. On the right was a view of the tops of the short buildings of the flats. We stayed on this bridge for a long time. We talked and took pictures until one of the rapid trains stopped near us and did not continue going. By then we figured we had overstayed our welcome and…

The Badlands is in the Southeastern corner of South Dakota, located to the East of the Black Hills. It was declared a national monument in 1929, and then was declared a national park though an act of congress in 1978. (Stoffer 2) The park is most known for its rugged, desolate appearance, with jagged rocks and interesting formations. The core of the “badlands” (meaning the “badlands” associated with Badlands National Park) is part of a dissected plateau region bounded by the Cheyenne River (to…

Elyssa Linderman F.J. Reitz High School F.J. Reitz is a foreboding school; the first time I stepped out of my families car to register at the school, I was frightened of what could happening to me at a school with such a strong feeling coming off the school. Upon a giant hill sits F.J. Reitz, the school looks as if it belongs on the hill. The brick, cream, and bark blue, school itself melds with the hill sits on. A huge R marks the side of the hill, claiming it for the school and it's goers.…

In today’s society, every region has a different and unique language. It is a clear indication of where you are from. We take for granted our unique dialects across the country and even the world. We are all so different yet we can all connect. This whole concept was unthought of by me for a very long time, until I visited my friend Lauryn’s family in Wisconsin. The summer after my freshman year of high school my friend Lauryn asked me if I would like to visit her family in Wisconsin for a…

to believe that concentration in the very essence of poetry” (Louis Untermeyer, 1942, p.305). In the simplest terms, an image means “a picture made out of words” (C.D. Lewis, 1955, p.4). It is usually expressed through a phrase, an epithet, a metaphor, and a simile. C. Day Lewis has observed thus about it: “An epithet, a metaphor, a simile may create an image; or an image may be presented to us in a phrase or a passage on the face of it purely descriptive, but conveying to our imagination…