A Worn Path

George Washington Carver is quoted as saying, “Education is the key to unlock the golden door of freedom.” Education is the key to all of my professional dreams for my future. The plan for my immediate future is to continue my education at Mississippi State University and join the ranks of many successful engineering students there. As I pursue a degree in Engineering, I hope to one day be like Carver and invent technologies to benefit people around the world. I am fortunate that my…

“The Road Not Taken” is a poem about the options we are given and the choices we make in life. The way the poem reads make you feel as if you are walking in the woods with the poet and facing the same choices he is. The poem tells you about what the paths look like and what choice will be made. It also takes you into the future in which the man making the decision looks back and wonders if perhaps he should have chosen differently “ I shall be telling this with a sigh” (line 16). This poem…

Inside the building, there are 27 rooms - some with dark areas, others with bright and startling areas. Each room was enveloped by seven foot, fragile wooden walls with a secret path to the next room. Last year, the system had a hospital theme and most of the rooms resembled asylums, institutions for the mentally ill. The asylums were organized by lights flickering and patients full of blood screaming and shaking awkwardly. Other…

I'm walking along a worn path along a stream, carrying a camera. I look for thing to take a picture of. I look up at the Tug Hill and see the beautiful colors of the fall. Photography is interesting, and the camera with the right setting you capture interesting images. They can have cool coloring. And things that you don't see with your eye alone. For example you see a red sunset in a picture, however from the eye alone you see a light orange or just the sun. I like photography…

A decision perhaps regarding what path to travel in his life. In the next line the poet says: “sorry I could not travel both” (2), and it seems as if he wishes that a decision does not have to be made whatsoever. Nevertheless the choice has to be made, which he is apprehensive about since “long I stood” (3). The traveler stands there looking “down one as far as he could” (4) in order to determine which path he wants to take; however, he could only see “to where it bent…

Many of the reasons and goals are the same it is just the direction or path they take to meet those goals which differ, the gang members seem to take a more deviant path. The initiation rituals itself are different, thankfully as no parent wants to see their child go through what potential gang members go through. I think that these youths are craving a family and they…

front of two roads, he could not choose all at the same time but must pick one. Then, he decided to pick the one that less traveled, and he would be back to the other on another day. As the road goes on, it leads to another, and then probably another paths. There is no way that he could return to the starting point. In another word, the decision tacitly decides one’s fate of life, perhaps, each person can see a part of himself in it. Life is always a chain of choices which either right or wrong;…

and wanted wear”. This is personification because the path is given the human quality of wanting people to take it. The poem consists of no alliteration, onomatopoeia, similes, and idioms. The mood of the poem is choice. People took the tone of the poem as serious even though he meant it as a joke says…

Conflicts in literature outline’s the challenges that character need overcome in an effort to achieve their specific goals, moreover, conflicts can either be internal or external. We have read five main stories thus far which presented various conflicts, while each story situation is unique they all share similar types of conflicts. They are 1. “Everyday Use” which outlines both forms of conflict, for instance, the main conflict was about which daughter should receive the quilts and the intended…

bright green eyes. She had a pet chicken named Henry. He wasn’t that smart of a chicken, but he was her only friend. One day, Henry and Elizabeth were taking a walk into town to get more ingredients for her witch potions when Henry walked off the path and got lost in the trees. Elizabeth panicked and didn’t understand where he would’ve wandered off to. Last she knew, there was no other houses in the forest. Henry wandered off a lot, but nothing like this. He always stayed by her side when…