2004 singles

It is January of 2005, and I am on my way to Columbus for my first chemotherapy. I was diagnosed with breast cancer in October of last year. My two sons, Jeff and Jason are coming with me. Jeff driving, Jason sitting in the passenger seat and I 'm in the back seat of the 2002 GMC Envoy. I glance out the window and watch as we pass the Shoe. It is chilly outside and the winds were powerful on this winter day, snows covering the trees and the ground, it’s a beautiful sight of a winter wonderland. I’m warm in my cozy knitted sweater I made for myself a few months ago, it’s one of my favorites. I can feel the warm air blowing onto my feet from the heater. We are on our way to the James Center, where I 'm receiving my treatment. A month ago I got my results back saying the cancer had spread to my lymph nodes and I would need to start chemotherapy. When Dr. Janelston told me the news I was so nervous because I did not know what to expect. I remember sitting on the hospital bed at Genesis back in Zanesville, I had so many thoughts running through my mind on that day about what might happen to me and they’ve only grown since. As we pulled into the parking lot of the James Center my nerves begin to grow more and more. I get out of the car and walk inside. Most of the James Center was clear glass. It had all glass windows and a small portion of the building was made of brown bricks. A nurse appears saying, “What did you do bring your body guards with you?” I laugh and respond, “No…

Opening with David, the young protagonist, as he enters study of Professor Hobby, the blue fairy is nowhere to be found. Calling out in hopes of finding someone to help, David notices another boy, an exact copy of himself, reading a book. Moments pass as David is helplessly trying to comprehend how this child could be the “real” David when he is standing right there. Overwhelmed, David smashes the other boy to bits in a fit of hatred. This scene from A.I. leads me to wonder if John Keats is…

There was a time when I lived in a world surrounded by a grey cloud that followed me everywhere I went. I was always haunted by an invisible timer that weighed down my shoulders. It would taunt me. Hanging up on the ceiling like a chandelier. It ticked and my eyes watered as the sounds of the ticking were amplified by my fears. In reality the ticking emulated the sounds of pennies dropping into pavement but in my mind it erupted like thunder. It rose with the sun one morning and refused to set.…

Bianca Jenkins Professor Giardina Theatre in Society 28 October 2016 A Man of No Importance The musical “A Man of No Importance,” is based on a film and which is also a book written by Terrence McNally. The music was by Stephen Flaherty, lyrics by Lynn Ahrens, and was directed by Amanda Wansa Morgan. The musical was held at the Stillwell Theater at Kennesaw State University. A Man of No Importance is musical about the main character, Alfie Byrne wanting to put together a stage play at the local…

a few black boys when with white girls. when the whites people found out about it, the girl would always say, the black boy make her do it.if the black boy wanted to live another day, he had to leave town that night and never came back again. sometimes the boy’s family suffer for his action. it was and still is a small town, everyone knew everybody black and white, but we didn 't go to school together. 3. It was a good place to live and grow up. I am so glad I was raised there, after I…

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…

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…

Have you ever wondered what made you, you? Well, I’m Issa Mullener, i am 12 years old and i got to Riverglen Jr. high. I play many sports, such as running, and swimming, and basketball, my favorite color is blue, and my favorite animal is the wolf. The main 3 factors that impact my identity though are all of my friends, my abilities, and my family. My friends impact my life in many different ways that are very important. My friends in one way or another determine my personality. By…

I found Clare Cooper Marcus’s article “The house as symbol of self” to be very interesting. While I agree with many points this article makes, I disagree with a few points that are made as well. I agree that most people have experienced moving into a new house in their lifetime. For some people it is a great experience and for others it is torture. At first the new house may seem strange and even unwelcoming. With my personal experience moving into a new house, after my family made the house…

Jarl Erik looked over his papers with an angry look. "Felix why are we losing money!" Erik yelled at his steward. "Sir the harvest wasn't good because of the raiders from the east valley, so we didn't have a good trade this year" Felix said in a quivering voice. Felix never liked it when his master got mad because it alway ended bad. "Well then it looks like we need more money so this month we will charge them a 1/4 more than usual" said Erik. "But sir the harvest means the people don't have…