Chirp

In both of the films, I Walked with a Zombie from 1943 and George Romero’s Night of the Living Dead from 1968, race and Vodou play a large factor in creating the elements that compose the zombies of the stories. I Walked with a Zombie addressed the complications of white power by representing slaves working in the sugar industry as nothing more than mindless zombies, being manipulated by the white race to conform to their will. Night of the Living Dead also incorporated a wide range of racially…

On Friday, my son Ivar reviews his paperwork for his communication merit badge for Boy Scouts. This badge is an eagle requirement necessary for him to become an Eagle Scout. As he reviews the requirements, he notices number four. Looking over the document from the U.S. Scouts website, it asks him to “Interview someone you know fairly well, like, or respect because of his or her position, talent, career, or life experiences…Listen actively to learn as much as you can about the person. Then…

Intro (The setting of this short story takes place seventy years from the time we last saw Shane. The year is 2073, and the Chasing Horse family is still on the Lakota reservation.) On a bright and hopeful morning, the birds chirp and the air smells as if the world was reborn overnight and nothing was in the air but the sun. A young Edward wakes up in his fresh linen sheets and can smell the bacon and eggs that mom is cooking in the kitchen. It 's a perfect day. Saturday. Nothing can go…

Familiarity Familiarity: the security of knowing; close acquaintance with or understanding of something or someone; the quality of being known; the comfort in that which you have already experienced, places you have already been, conversations you have already had; a face you have seen walk by already; movies with known endings; songs that have play over and over so many times that you can turn the song off and still hear it playing in your head. Familiarity has its perks. It’s like home…

I. Political and Economic Situations surrounding the Space Race in America “The good news for space exploration in general is that public opinion favors it – but only when not taking economic costs and budgetary spending into consideration.” (Hsu) Setting up the backdrop for the rise of the space program simultaneously builds the opposing argument for its continuation past 1969 as well. As culturally beneficial as it eventually resulted to be, it can be widely agreed that the initialization…

I was next to the water. The smell of the pine trees were in the air. A slight mist was on the water and hanging around me. It was beautiful, fireflies danced, and crickets chirped a tune through the trees in the distance. The lonely cabin looked so beautiful and ancient. And there she stood. Once again the magnificent creature who stood nearly seven feet tall was before me. The build of a horse the wings of a dragon, eyes black as night and instead of a mane there were spines with soft silk…

changed. I had already created a list of schools I wanted to attend, but I began to look into others due to my new interest in continuing my soccer career. “Christian, you really need to consider what is most important in your future.” My mother would chirp. “Soccer is great but you can’t really earn a degree in soccer.” She was more right than I will ever know. But I was naïve and ignored her warnings. I decided that I wanted to play soccer and two of the schools who wanted me happened to be…

Did you miss me.....the way his deep and smooth voice said that made my legs feel like they were jelly as I grab a hold of Lysander. I felt my foot step ahead one after the other as I realize I was running towards him, arms wide apart reaching forward to him. I launched myself to him arms wrapping around his throat and the feeling of his strong arms wrapping themselves around my body. I left my head up grabbing a hold of cheeks, I look down at him into his warm brown eyes that gaze back at me…

The glistening sun beamed through the side window’s paper blinds at exactly 5:15 in the morning. The sheets were draped over my bed side because of my restless sleeping and I was missing my left sock. My mouth tasted of the Whopper I devoured the night before and my lips smacking together brought back the overpowering combination of mustard, mayonnaise, and ketchup back onto my taste buds. The wooden mirror propped up on the wall across from my bed showed a crusty middle aged man with…

"Never go into Chutzpah Forest alone," Aunt Margaret always warned, as long as I could remember. "An ancient dragon dwells there and he would love nothing more than to capture you and devour you for supper." As a child, I used to squeal in terror and nod earnestly, reaffirming my promise to her that I would never venture into that dark and quiet forest, alone or otherwise. As I grew into a young woman, however, the warning seemed very childish. Dragons indeed! What did my aunt think of me,…