Baby Face Nelson

up in life because I feel that speech is so important not only to my career but just to build good relationships with the people in the world around you. I think many people in my generation have lost the basic skill to communicate effectively face to face and I would like to really work on my communication skills away from technology to help me in school, work and in life…

freshman year in college. I completed an assignment and when the paper was returned there was the grade standing in my face...Capitalized, Bold in Red. I made a C. I called my Uncle Sonny and I cried. The funny thing is he was not sympathetic to me what so ever. This guy, my uncle on the other end of the phone, with his baritone voice, aggressively said, "Welcome to the World baby girl... 'Ain 't it Shit. '" I never saw the world of education the same any more after that day. I realized my…

It was nearly a 100 degrees and all I could think was the cold ocean wind breezing past my face back at home. But I soon realized this was insignificant compared to experience that would soon come. The program had many challenges we had to face. But one of which impacted me the most, was known as “living like a local day”. A couple weeks into the program a group of seventeen people and I were given the challenge to…

in its final round; long after her energy to carry on had abandoned her. Margaux endured “””, not because she hoped to recover, but because she was afraid of what would become of Tom. That was Margaux. All the while staring death directly in the face, the only thing she feared was what would become of her Thomas. The moribund status of Margaux left Tom in a position only to watch and offer his comfort. As the cancer continued to spread through her brain, Tom tried to maintain composure but…

lurking in its darkness. I ran through the trees as briskly as I could, nimble on my feet. I knew no one could catch me now, no one knows what I’ve done. I was free to live my own life without rules or procedures to follow. A small grin crept across my face as I ran without a care in my body not sure what would become of the next day. I ran pointlessly for about an hour only stopping a few times to catch my…

For my piece of practical work I had to frequently switch characters and successfully convey the differences between each part I played through the use of my acting skills. In the earlier stages of rehearsals I was concentrating on my role as a student and my role as teacher. In one scene I immediately change role from that of a teacher to a student. When playing my role of Emily Griffin a year 11 student I first put on an accent to correspond to the area my character was living in and therefore…

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Rashaun Richardson February 17, 2016 In the story, “Shooting an Elephant”, the narrator is contradictory in his feelings, by supporting one set of people, the Burmans, but serving another, the British. The reader infers that he can’t decide who to fight for because in the text the narrator explains the treatment of the Burmans by the English, but then tells the treatment of himself by the Burmans. For example, the narrator states that the treatment of the Burman prisoners were…

Hello and welcome to my story. now let us begin now shall we? so it all started when i was born my parents were nice people when i was born one of the things they told me i did i used to run around and not do the normal things a baby was or should i say could be doing i would be able to have put on my own close and put on masks and i would find ways to scare my mom and dad to the point they just plain old fall down now this is where things got interesting my first day of school it was a tiny old…

one of my favorite songs, and I found myself strutting throughout the hallway. Quickly stopping I started laughing at myself, as I slowed my walking down to a slower pace. Finally, I had concluded to smile, yet I was elated inside. The surface of my face was emotionless, as my eyes drifted past my locker outside through the back door. Approaching I could hear a select few talking amongst themselves aloud, however, they seemingly looked towards my direction, as I listened to the group talk about…