Guardian Angels

I can still remember the naiveté, and resplendence of my youth. In my memories, colours are vibrant, sounds are sharp, and smells are unmistakable. In particular, I recall the striking green hue of the grass and leaves on my grandparents’ farm, and the smell of dirt and flowers entwined in the sweet summer air. My childhood memories of the farm focus on the joys of crafts and gardening, but most of all, the warmth of family. I reminisce about days replete with the warmth of my grandma’s love,…

Oblivion isn’t what scares me; it’s not the loss of my own life in which I fear it’s the loss of the lives around me. Even more than that I fear people dying before I get to tell them how much I love them. Death has always been a very emotional and personal experience for me. As a curious soul with stubborn ways death has always been hard for me to grasp and accept. I have such an overwhelming amount of compassion that it’s hard for me to cope with death. I’ve always been sensitive to death…

Despite her anxiety and begging him to stay at home, he insists on running a mysterious errand that he must go. Goodman Brown doesn’t want Faith to find out about the devil intention of his journey into the woods since according to him, “she’s a blessed angel on earth” (Hawthorne 2). Therefore, he takes it for granted that his Faith would always be home waiting for him to come back, and that “after this one night [he]’ll cling to her skirts and follow her to heaven” (Hawthorne 2). At this point…

Dibs In Search of Self by Virginia M. Axline is a book about a boy who appears to be suffering from an unknown mental illness. The book covers how his behavior is misconstrued by everyone and how play therapy revealed what the real issues were. There are many concepts in this book that can be applied to TREAT Riding, such as, remembering that appearances can be deceiving, sometimes people need time to become comfortable, and acting out does not mean that someone is bad or is to be avoided. In…

Our encounter ended at this point, and I gave her a comforting reply, I said, “Monica, I know your grandparents are watching over you as your guardian angels, and all the fears you have I’m sure they will help you overcome them, and you are making them very proud, because you are trying to superior yourself in life.” Monica said “thank you,” and she gave me a hug. This was a great experience to do…

staff members. It is also such a rewarding career both monetarily, and emotionally. Nurses impact and make a difference in the lives of many patients bringing them hope for a better tomorrow. A caring and compassionate nurse is often known as a guardian angel to their…

A person’s sense of identity is one of her most defining aspects. Thus when a person’s sense of identity is threatened, they often respond through extreme means. However, responses to losing a sense of identity greatly differ. Nonetheless, every event that threatens a person’s sense of identity results in huge changes for the person, whether they lost their identity or not. In both Nella Larsen’s Passing and Nathaniel Hawthorne’s The Scarlet Letter, threats to character’s sense of identity…

IN WHAT WAYS IS THE CHARACTER MACBETH FLAWED? DOES THE PLAY MAKE A COMMENT ABOUT HUMANITY IN GENERAL? The Tragedy of Macbeth is a play written by the famous poet and playwright William Shakespeare, which explores corruption due to power through the tragic hero Macbeth. In this essay, I will be addressing the ways the protagonist Macbeth is flawed, and how his tragedy reflects our society. Macbeth is highly flawed, such as his easily manipulatable and suggestive personality, causing him to…

not knowing. “Pizza tonight?” Emily, finding her wings to be in the way of anything remotely comfortable, was already wearing track suit and sipping beer in the sofa, a bag of bbq flavoured chips in hand. “Already ordered. You know, I thought guardian angel did not eat human food?” Alice said as she lazily plopped back to the sofa. “Or drink beer.” “We did not need it. I just like it.” Was her only explanation before the doorbell…

This was horrible. A class about monster tracking...great. I pull up on my black silk gloves they were a part of my uniform, along with a black and red plaid skirt, black saddle shoes, white knee high socks, and a white sweater. I hated it, but I had no choice, nobody can know how different I am. “Right class, what do you do when you see a monster,” asked Mrs. Shard in an annoying high-pitched voice that made my ears bleed. I wanted to flinch, but I couldn't for no one heard what I did.…