Cobblestone

Ever since I was a child, I have always searched for an adrenaline rush. While vacationing with our cousins at the beach in the South of Spain, I was mystified by a large stone military bunker which had been used in various wars for centuries. Since I could remember, my cousins and I were told never to go near the bunker because our parents told us it is very dangerous or at least they saw it that way. Many times we would see small figures scaling the bunker eventually finding themselves at the…

Lucksian was a poor boy growing up, but he had no trouble keeping himself occupied in the forest around Athens where he lived. When he was ten years old, Lucksian’s parents became very ill. The plague had run rampid throughout their hometown, and it struck his parents as well. Lucksian was a good son who took care of his parents during their illness. He tried very hard to save them, but to no avail. They grew weaker by the day. The last words spoken by his mother was, “You are…

small talk, chatting about work. He worked in a lab that dealt with behavioral medicine, probably the biggest industry our village had, if any. There were leaks and workers taking leave more than usual. After a while we left and walked down the cobblestone road, dimly lit by the occasional lamp. We talked casually more. When we reached my house, I bade him goodbye and shut the door. After entering my home, I undid the screens fastened in the window. Gone into the darkness, swallowed, enveloped…

I incorporated pictures of cobblestone streets and a few of the many luxuries that comes with living in the city. The city has all of the latest technology including a wheelchair, used by her friend, and a telegraph. Another luxury that was added to the collage and that was in the…

The Crucible Arthur MIller was an American essayist and playwright in the 1950’s the cold war was so called creating a feeling of fear within the citizens and the people accused his wife for even thinking she was a so called spy with the working of Russia.So Arthur had wrote a book so he conclude this event. In the play the crucible by Arthur Miller he had developed the characters of Abigail Williams,Tituba,Rebecca Nurse the lack of choices can create three different types of people. Arthur…

Without mirrors... Would we still have imagined a way to walk upside down? I’d say, “Absolutely!” For our imaginations, mingle together like a kaleidoscope bursting with novel flavors. “Rem!” Mr. Ipswich shouted so loud, that the cracked plaster on the cafeteria walls began crumbling down into Rems chicken pot pie. Well, not actually. Rem only imagined it, but he did feel the walls rumble as Ipswich stomped his black, leather shoes through the cafeteria doors, past Rems two best friends…

there is a similarity in this shooting style in the low angle shots in Welles’ film, Citizen Kane, there is still a different feeling as Welles’ angles were closer and more intimate and Reeds’ were pulled back showing an entire beautiful outdoor cobblestone walkway and castle like buildings along with views from inside a home where we not only see the entire room of the home but the actor and a stunning picturesque view through the window. all shot at an upward…

After around eight hours of driving my family and I arrive at this monstrously gigantic house which sits on four properties worth of land. A cobblestone path directs us to the white house with shades of gray bordered by vivid green plants. Once I exit and place myself on the path, I immediately recall moments from my childhood that shaped who I am today. The instant you walk in through the front door, to the right, there lies a 10 foot perimeter rectangle. An old wooden rectangle with dark,…

lives, is high school. For some of us, the bridge was short and sweet; these people ran over it like a child would run across the bridge over a creek while playing tag with a friend. For some of us, the bridge was bland and boring; like a grey cobblestone bridge over a flowing river. For some of us, the bridge was long and seemingly endless; like a long red bridge connecting two cities over the currents of the ocean. But there is one thing that all of our bridges have in common. None of our…

Sundae school In my family it is a crime to not got to Sundae School when visiting in Cape Cod. It is unheard of to not stop there at the beginning, middle, and end of your visit. Sundae School has been open since 1976 when it was created by a traveling family who wanted to make something that would make Cape Cod home for them. This schoolteacher and his family opened up for business on May 26,1976 with daily, fresh, homemade ice cream that still attracts tourists today. It was built…