Apostolic Fathers

The man & the child The night was young as an encounter between an man and child changed their lives forever. They sat across each other on the train to Parama, the ghetto suburb just on the out skirts of the city. Both there eyes were scanning all around like a fish trying to find its way around the ocean, they looked pass each other through the window, trying to entertain their selfs for the duration of the journey, but all there was outside was just an empty landscape. The idea of emptiness…

Narrative Continuation I run as fast as I can and try to tell mom that I want to spend time with her. As I run down the stairs I look from left to right. I try and spot mom down the stairs. I can see her in the kitchen. “Mom!” I yelled “Yes Izzy?” she answered “Can I go to Costa Rica with you? I want to spend time with you.” I stated “If you went, Nanna has to come. And you have to spend time with her.” She said firmly “Fine, Only if you spend 3 hours a day with me or more.” I…

The article “Teeny house, big lie: Why so many proponents of the tiny-house movement have decided to upsize” by Erin Anderssen shows the perspective of someone who has implemented the “teeny house’ concept into their own life. Anderssen starts off the article with a concise but apt comment,” As we were packing up our cottage last summer, my 14-year-old casually observed: “It’s good we’re leaving, while we still like each other.”” She goes on to tell a short anecdote about how her family live in…

“Children are not things to be molded, but people to be unfolded.” This is a quote by Jess Lair, a former professor at Montana State University, and is something that has stuck with me for many years now. I’ve volunteered in my church’s nursery for the past six years and I also work as a nanny for three children. Being able to work with young minds and help them discover news things is one of the best feelings for me. As much as I love doing other activities, such as playing piano and guitar, if…

Version 3 The Unforgiving Change Have you ever felt like you were in a dream? That's how I felt about the middle of 4th grade when my family found out what happened about 5 years ago. Unforgivingly my life changed forever and I will never forget this experience. The song began to play while I was in my mom's white truck with Aleesha, Peyton, Colton and my mom. He would sing "Honeybee" by Blake Shelton to me when I was little because I was his honeybee and his little girl. Aleesha,…

The film here talks about different cultures from a child who belongs from a favored family, who has never encountered how cruel life can be and a child from a slum who is familiar with the brutality experienced due to a poverty. Whereas when the slum boy takes out a flute, the rich boy drowns its sound by his loud toy-trumpet, when the slum boy switches to a home-made mask and spear,” the rich boy pondering over his unspoken defeat, given that the slum boy gives up trying to be friends with the…

I’m the beginning of the book I recall John Grady attending his grandfather’s funeral. I could not tell if he was truly depressed about this or not. When I was about 10 years old when my grandfather died. This was a heartbreaking experience for my entire family. The suddenness of his death made me question why it happened as fast as it did. I had a strong relation with this part because my grandfather and I were just as close as Grady and his grandfather were. In this part of the story we get to…

There is a saying that all human beings have three things in common starting from the day we are born: which is that we are born broke, naked, and homeless. From the day we take our first breath our fate is decided by those who take on the responsibility of raising us. As children, we do not have a choice but to listen to our caregivers. We learn from experience and are greatly influenced by those around us. Langston Hughes, a well-known poet from the Harlem Renaissance, wrote a short story…

“House Taken Over” by Julio Cortázar is about two middle aged siblings living in their ancestral house together and describes their daily routines during the tragic time when everything was magically taken away from them, including their house by an some entity that represents fear. The story presents the loneliness, love, and the fear that takes place in both Irene and her brother that contributes to the overall depiction of the story. Irene and her brother are presented as very secluded…

I could sit here and type about the real struggles i've had throughout life. Or the way my entire childhood centered on one bike ride. The rusted $20 bicycle has helped me to grow up in ways that the other complicated and dramatic problems never could. From a young age I was eager to explore, to run and be free. The deteriorated bicycle in my yard was nothing more than a instrument into maturity. I could imagine myself cruising proudly down the block, relishing in personal achievement, but I…