Bless you

and kind. Fun fact for you, young children have the purest souls of all ages than by the time their sixteen they become corrupted and full of despair. Yet I laugh in my own mind, when I think about how even in death a person we saw once in our lifetime who wasn’t that important,…

“I’m not good at stories, Pidge. Why do you need one?” “Because I’m having the anxiety of a lifetime for the testing we have tomorrow.” “You’re smart, you’ll do fine. Go to sleep.” “Ah, come on Hunk, bore me with one of your stories!” Hunk signed, plugging in his lava lamp for extra light, “Alright, fine. Uh, the story takes place in New Orleans, 1930.” “No, no, no! Do the flapper days of the 1920’s!” “Okay, okay! New Orleans, in the 1920’s. With a man named Keith, who is in his early twenties,…

Stepheny Saavedra Anthropology 340 Dec. 1, 2016 “The Spirit Catches You and You Fall Down” is one of the many cases that exemplify the barriers and obstacles people from distinct cultures encounter due to their ethnocentrism and lack of cultural relativism. After escaping to the U.S., a place completely different from what they called home, the Lees had to adapt and place their trust on strangers (to save their daughter) who viewed a condition with spiritual origin to the Hmong as a…

slowly opens her eyes to come face-to-face with a long, pink tongue. Eleanor almost flings the disgusting thing off her, but someone removes the creature before she has to move. "Eleanor?" Walker asks, sitting on a chair beside her head. "Are you…

An autumn afternoon, a watercolor sunset streaked muted pastel shades across the sky. It was a bitingly cold chill that belonged to winter. My eyes were focused on the Manhattan skyline, a beautifully grotesque thing. Nature, half obscured by looming manmade structures. I wasn 't sure what was uglier. What an outlandish thought, to find nature so unnerving. I had been so preoccupied by my own devices that I hadn 't noticed a small girl on a crumbling concrete stoop, her eyes intently focused on…

Madame Moreau explains (in French), "Today is a new module and I want to you learn how to converse in French. I have been hearing a lot of English but starting now, if I hear any English being spoken you would have to sit by yourself." All the slackers of the class knew that sitting alone would mean that they would be mentored by the other above average students. Alyssia as always came…

Everyone doing it, everyone is transmitting it, it everywhere and you cannot get away from it. This is folklore, a simple definition is it is all the informal things you have to know to operate or accepted within a group. The folklore I collected was birthday celebrations, all the groups were family groups but none were a part of the same family group. I have known the individuals that I collected from six months to five years. I went to high school with them or with the case for most of them I…

before that now, you and me. We’ll repeat history, and it’ll be just as good as it was before.” “Not waiting wasn’t my choice,” Daisy’s eyes were pleading. “What we had before that was,” said Gatsby. “And we’ll have all that and more now.” Gatsby’s tone was firm and laced with hope. The same hope in his eyes that now implored Daisy. “Did you really earn all this in five years?” Daisy asked incredulously. “It’s nothing much, really,” Gatsby waved his hand. “Nothing compared to you. You’re my…

range and you need to raise it back up to a B so you can keep your B average. How are you going to do it? You’re going to ace the next paper that’s how! Well that’s the plan at least, but you’ve been sitting in front of a blank word document for the past hour and a half. Maybe you’ve opened a note book to “review the material”, or maybe you’re really ambitious and opened the text book. It doesn’t matter though, no matter what you do all you can think of is, “Why am I even in this class!” You…

dance today. You choreographed it really well.” Denise murmurs “thank you,” and stands up, taking her water bottle to the other side of the room. Of course Kate just has to be the nice one. Yes Denise worked hard on that dance, but she wants recognition from the others, not Kate. Denise just wants to be recognized for all the hard work she’s done, the countless shows she’s choreographed and acted in, only to spend years in the ensemble. Kate walks over to Denise’s new spot and says, “you don’t…