2004 novels

CL: Yeah I told her and if she didn’t suggest helping me pay for it then I am not going to ask her. CO: Okay Minimal Encourager The counselor intended to allow the client to feel supported. The minimal encourager seemed to be effective. However, it seemed that the client continued her statement afterwards. I could have used silence. CL: No. She doesn’t… I don’t ask her money or nothing. CO: Okay. So is that something that you are not comfortable with doing with your mom? Minimal…

I have taken the class “Introduction of Theatre.” I was surprised that we all are required to do the creative project and presentation. The professor assigned every student to choose the topic relating to class materials and inspiring us as well. It was very hard to decide when I initially thought about it because there are many areas of theatre materials that are interesting. Throughout the whole paper, I would present the process and the significant reflection on creating the creative project…

constant theme of betrayal. I have written about a certain person before and I have found that our relationship seems to only revolve around this unfortunate motif. Quite ironically, the way Brutus’ relationship with Julius Caesar is portrayed in the novel, somehow reminds me of my current situation. So in a more modern twist, here are 22 life lessons I have learned after being betrayed. 1 When it's the end of the night and everyone has left, you only have yourself. But remember that’s…

If a captivating story is told but its validity is questioned, will it be held to prove its legitimacy? In the case of Tim O’Brien’s novel The Things They Carried, the answer is yes. O’Brien’s story is based on his experiences as a soldier and the stories he was told. Towards the beginning of the piece, O’Brien provides his own circumstances of what a war story must encompass to be ‘true’. Each chapter of the book holds a war story told by a various character or the author himself. As a focus,…

Chapter One I find it very odd how humans disagree over thing, and it then throws the entire world in a war. “I suppose it’s my turn to pick up the groceries,” I tell my mother. I walk outside, being very cautious of the bombs that might all any second. I walk, not being aware of the ground, into the biggest hole I’ve ever seen (at least in my experience)! I seem to fall for minutes upon minutes. How strange, I thought. It seemed deep, but not enough to be falling for what is about five…

Imagine you are a teenaged girl who has had school banned, who has been shot in the head, and who has been tragically separated from her home, friends ,and family. This scenario sounds terrible. What if I told you that this actually happened to a girl in Pakistan? Malala is now 19 and has endured all of that and more. The Taliban had come and told people that girls should not be allowed to go to school, so it was banned. Malala loved school so she got her dad who was running the girls school…

Since tides change with time, tides are also something that cannot be changed. Ocean tides can be extremely dangerous, especially with Maine’s rocky coast. When bad things happen due to the tide it just goes to show that people are victims of things they cannot change. “He gauged the level of the water. To the eye it was quite stationary, six inches from the shelf at this second. The fisherman did not have to mark it on the side of the rock against the passing of time to prove to his reason that…

Dearest darling June, My dearest June; I miss you. Never did I imagine myself in such pain; a pain whose only remedy is you—to be with you. I know I said the same thing as last time, but that’s because I truly mean it. I have tried everything to convince myself that I'll be fine without you, but as I learn to live with this loneliness in my heart, a loneliness I never experience, I ask myself if I'll managed to survive without you because I have realized that without you I'm nobody. It kills me…

Mr. Richard, I am Violeta Motta, we talked briefly around 1pm today regarding the incident that happened today with Mercedes. I entered the cafeteria at 1pm like always, I wanted to buy turkey slices. When I started to grab my first piece of turkey with the tong that is set out to use, Mercedes told me in an angry manner, “Don't grab the turkey slices, (when I pick out turkey slices, I usually pick the smallest and thinnest piece, Mercedes doesn't like this), you don't have to make the…

Time stands still, frozen like New York in the wintertime. And all I can hear is the fast da dum da dum of my palpitating heart. Adrenaline spikes in waves through my clammy body. I look straight at the brown wooden door in front of me and pretend it is the audience. Taking a deep breath of the musky air, I envision myself bold and confident. My voice loud and clear, the words of my testimony flowing like a rushing river without a stutter or voice crack. The silence breaks as I feel a light tap…