Basement

We went to the Philbrook Museum and my best friend Ashley and I went out checking everything out. Somehow we made it down to the basement and found a door with caution tape all over it with signs saying,” DO NOT ENTER’. But of course with us being us, we went inside anyway. Upon entering the room we observe old, dusty, tombs laying around. Then all of a sudden the electric goes out and it goes pitch black. After a few seconds the generators come on and the lights come back on but are very dim. I…

In my setting I observed random people, majority of them were students. I never observed the same group of people, there was always a constant wave of new faces. In Sinclair library at the University of Hawaii at Manoa the population is extremely diverse. The largest population is the Asian ethnicity, followed by Caucasians. Hispanic/Latino, Black or African American, Native Hawaiian or other Pacific Islander, make up the other portion of the demographics. The remaining population is either…

The small, southern, town of Maycomb, Alabama is close-knit, only with the exception of a stranger living amongst them. A man by the name of Boo Radley has been a mystery to the town of Maycomb for many years. A social outcast with reclusive tendencies; Boo Radley’s troubled family history has caused him to be the source of town rumors and gossip. Clearly, Arthur (Boo) Radley lived a problematic life straight from the beginning. The youngest child of the Radley’s --- a strict, foot washing…

The setting of “Hop-Frog”, written by Edgar Allan Poe, displays some qualities of a gothic setting but fails the criteria of others. An example where it does fit gothic literature is shown when the story says, “When the two little friends obeyed the summons of the king they found him sitting at his wine with the seven members of his cabinet council” (3). This passage implies to us based on the wine and the councilors that this section of the story is taking place in a dining room or another…

cultural beliefs, or how he or she has been raised. Robert Herjavec, who was born in Zbjeg, Croatia, a communist country where his dad escaped from jail and left the country with his mom and him to live in Toronto with a family friend. Living in the basement of their family friend’s home is where it all started, he began envisioning the American dream. His American dream was to own his own business. He believes he owes his…

his life in Holcomb, Kansas. Kenyon attended the Holcomb consolidated schools. He was very intelligent and had great grades. Unlike many boys his age Kenyon did not see the need for a girlfriend, and spent much of his time building projects in the basement workshop, which he did skillfully. Kenyon was also part of the First Methodist church in Garden City, he was involved heavily in the youth…

Hurricane Sandy pummeled New York City with tumultuous wind, rain, and storm surge. The storm flooded thousands of homes along the coast, caused mass power outages that reduced the ability of the public to effectively communicate, inundated the roads with debris, and covered entire neighborhoods along the coast with sand. In order to effectively respond to the aftermath of the storm New York City brought together numerous agencies to assist. These agencies include: Department of Sanitation,…

In the excerpt, Michael Moore support his contention that America is a nation of idiots through pointing out varies supporting statistics, and survey results. In my point of view, it is a good idea to use an eye catchy title “Idiot Nation”, to arouse the public attention and sympathies. However, too extreme rhetorical or argumentative strategy he used in the essay, such as “Hunt these little pricks down like dogs, then cage them until we can either break their will or ship them off to the glue…

hazard!) where we can keep our jackets, one opening to the far left that I think leads to the living room, but we don’t go there, we go to the right of the closet-wall. It has a door on it, you can see it as you walk past, it leads to the unfinished basement. On your right, there are double doors, with the…

Growing up sucks. When you grow, so do your responsibilities, expectations, and general interests. That usually means that many of the wonderful things of childhood, don’t seem so wonderful anymore. The stuffed dog that used to help you sleep sits in a closet now, gathering dust. That blanket that you adored lays tattered in a garbage bag somewhere buried in a storage locker. Most of all, the toys you played with are now put away, most likely never to be used again. Of course, you don’t care.…