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Hi! My name’s Cliff! I’m a pretty friendly person, if I do say so myself, I promise ☺. I just want to apologize in advance for anything stupid, or pathetic that I put in this diary. I don’t really think this whole diary thing is even a good idea, but my mom thought writing down my feelings would be beneficial for my transition to high school. I doubt it, but I might as well try. Hey, these types of things aren’t cheap and my parents are trying to help. I’m not going to start off with dear diary,…

Mrs. Meariam is 51 year old single mother, domiciled in the Bronx, was self-employed for several years, with her medical history of schizophrenia, client has history of violence. Me: Hello Ms. Meariam, I’m a nursing student. D.M.: `` how do you know my name, are you Mary? You look like someone I know.’’ Me: ``sometimes I can image people names just by looking at their face.’’ D.W. so are you a psychic? Me: `` kind of.’’ Me: ``So can I ask you how long you have been here?’’ D.M.: ``I’ve…

As a whole, I do not believe that this was my best speech, but there were parts of this speech that I believe that I did better on than the last speech. Like B.B. King I love to learn and hope that in my next speech I will notice new areas of growth in my speaking ability. My reflection begins with eye contact and body movement, moving on to the use of voice, and ending with the organization of the speech. Opening with delivery, the thing that stuck out the most was that my eye contact was poor…

Hey, I’m Gracie and I’m in 8th grade and I just got done reading about your story in the maze. I have many questions for you and about your decisions you made in the Glade and on the way out of the maze. When you first were in the box what were you thinking as you were rising? Knowing me, I would have been freaking out about not knowing anything and why I was even in there in the first place. You just seemed so calm and cool with it. Also, I think that figuring out everything about the Glade…

Tim O’Brien always seemed to base his stories off his own experiences in one way or another. More specifically for this essay, we will be talking about “How to Tell a True War Story” in his book “The Things They Carried”. What I am getting at here is that his work never seems to be what we originally think it is. In his story “How to Tell a True War Story”, the point of the story is not about war, it is not a war story. It is a love story; it is a ghost story. It is a story about everything and…

One, two, three, BREATHE, four, five, six, BREATHE, seven, eight, nine-- I can’t. I can’t. I can’t. Too dark, like an involuntary blindfold that I can’t rip off. I’ve tried--the scratches on my cheeks are there to prove it. My heart races inside my chest, kicking out a tempo in time with the shallow breaths that push themselves out of my chest. One, two, three, BREATHE, four, five, six, BREATHE. Keep it together. Molly’s out there. Ted, too. Oh dear, so is Emily, poor little Emily. My bare…

People drive past the Grand Prairie Boys and Girls club everyday without blinking an eye and the building itself has no significance in their daily proceedings. But to me this such building has been monumental in my life and future. My club experience has been one of fond memories full of satisfaction, life long friends that I would call my brothers, and guidance towards my future as a young man. This club is not only a place for young men and women to stay off the streets it is a place for the…

When we first meet him, Emil hardly seems like much of a hero, much less a Knight of Ratatosk: he's quiet, timid to the point of frustration (on Richter's end, at least), and incredibly submissive-- which is understandable, given his background. Due to the fact that monsters suddenly started appearing around Luin when he arrived, many of the townspeople there call him a monster and fear and/or shun him; Emil himself says nothing to contradict them and simply allows them to treat him badly…

"Power, technique, interpretative abilities, unmatched grace, solid jumps, and vibrant personality." These words instantly come to mind when you think of few unsurpassed dancers to ever showcase their talent. Talent is something he certainly had. One of the best ballet dancers, if not the best dancer, was born in Miami, while his parents were on vacation from Havana, Cuba. The same city where Gloria Estefan, mastermind behind, "Conga", and Alicia Alonso, the dance tutor to the young child. Even…

This current semester I am enrolled in Professor Zack’s Media Production I class. Our first project of the semester was a silent film that would focus on someone or something involving a lock and a key while expressing an emotion. This project wasn’t a solo project, but instead involved working with one other person. The lock and key could be metaphoric or literal and from that concept we had to tell a story in twelve to fifteen shots. Our idea was to convey a young musician finding the right…