Chirp

The curtain rises as the sound of a door slowly closing is heard. Willy is walking towards the kitchen sink as Linda watches him with a worried yet warm smile on her face. She is siting on the top of the stairs. Willy turns around after getting a glass of water. Willy, startled: Linda! What’re you doin’ up this late? Linda: I was waiting for you, dear. Willy: That so? Well, you shouldn’t. Linda, noticing Willy’s sweaty forehead and crumpled clothes: Did you work hard today? You look tired…

There are many elements within the book Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury that you have to read closely to catch. While he is more widely known for his science fiction and dystopian novels, Bradbury can write a very detailed realistic fiction. Therefore, we will have to dig deeper to find the true meaning of Bradbury's words. The certain elements that I will explore include character, themes, style, plot, and setting. The characters in Dandelion Wine are crucial to the plot of the book,…

I wake to the same blank walls that greet me every morning, a sleek silver alarm chirps sharply, waiting to be switched off. I slip out of scratchy wool blankets, pushing a small button to silence the alarm that has served its purpose for today. I press a small grey notch in the wall next to my tiny cot to reveal a minimal closet that holds a few dull articles of clothing. The routine of getting ready every morning is so well practiced that I do it now without much thought at all, allowing my…

sparrows were twittering in the eaves....There were patches of blue sky showing here and there through the clouds that had met and piled one above the other in the west facing her window” (Chopin). The chirping birds symbolizes fresh beginnings (as birds chirp in the morning), and foretells the transformation she is about partake in. According to Dictionary.com, breath can be defined as “the power of breathing; life.” (Dictionary.com). In Mrs. Mallard’s case, the death of her husband brings her…

The four seasons are unique and beautiful in their own ways, as they portray the different aspects of beauty the earth’s atmosphere provides. The seasons beautify nature with different hues, festivities, and temperature. Of the four seasons, spring and autumn are my favourites as their temperatures are an ideal combination of hot and cold. In spring, the temperature is warm, starting to get humid and hot as reaching summer. The plants start to sprout due to lots of showers, animals come out…

about the jungle car is true I might even deny it; I am that bad. But I am on the bottom of the feeding chain when it comes to my contribution to pollution. I am a Yankee from New England, and I expect to see the blue sky every day, hear the birds chirp outside my window, breath in fresh air, swim in crystal clear water, enjoy lakes that do not allow motorized vehicles, and climb mountains to see views of 100 miles or more. For the past two years, I have been on a walkabout, which ended up…

Let me get one thing straight: I’m not in the business of crying. Crying equals weakness, so like most wannabe men growing up, my ducts were as dry as my mom’s attempt at cornbread. Opening up the still slender book of my life and leafing through to a random page, ninety-five percent of the time, the mood would be positive. I’m not saying that my book lacks trials and tribulations or moments of misery, but on the whole, melancholy moments reside in the minority, not the majority. Now crack the…

The year of 2032 It is the year of 2032 and I am now thirty-three years old. I wake up to long, bright, and breezy summer days where the sun shines through my windows. Every day I hear the birds but I never see them. As planned I married the love of my life and had three beautiful children. My oldest son's name is Logan. He is very tall, has long red hair like I had always imagined and has the most delightful blue eyes. He is 8 years old and very smart. He's also into sports such as swimming,…

The lyric essay is a complex piece of literature to write and to read. Combining the facts of nonfiction and the art of poetry isn’t the easiest thing to understand. With facts being surrounded by figurative language, the reason the author is writing the lyric essay seems to get lost. The reader has to pick out the important parts of the quickly shifting topic to interpret the true message of the lyric essay. With all these elements considered, the essay “Music Lives” by Taylor Tranberg can…

"Murphy where have you been going?" Murphy looks up at Finn and just shrugs. He figures he doesn't really owe an answer to anyone and especially not Finn. It's not like he's been doing anything wrong lately, if anything he's been looking for Akna these last few days and he hasn't seen a trace of her. He's stuck to his story that he's still trying to find scrap metal and maybe the occasional scavenge but he hasn't shared anything else. "You leave here everyday at the same time and hardly ever…