Half of a Yellow Sun

Domonick.Christoff •Chapter 1• South Vietnam, Hue Mar.3.1968 The time was 1:43 P.M. The day was nice and Sunny. The Radiant Sun and the Bleached Clouds were in the sky down below There is verdant Grass with Trees and people fighting. You could hear bombs ringing and the sound of soldiers Unpleasant Screams and the soaring bullets hitting trees. You could smell the Burning flesh…

2150 world desolation The land charred with the blood and soot that had accumulated for the past century. Nothing in sight, an endless plane of black with a glimmer of red on the surface as the sun reflected off Astoria. People gasping for air though the poisonous gas still entered their body. The carbon monoxide, nitrogen, and other harmful chemicals produced by the advanced technology. People fell one by one. A populace of 50 billion collapsed. "Stupid humans," Hommel said, "after…

Title: To investigate the reproductive structures of the plants and to understand its importance in the survival of plant species. Introduction: Angiosperms are the dominant form of plant life in most terrestrial ecosystems, comprising about 90 percent of all plant species. Most crop and ornamental plants are angiosperms. Their success results, in part, from two innovative structures: the flower and the fruit. Flowers are derived evolutionarily from modified leaves. The main parts of a flower…

One of the Romantics' most emphasized feature is Nature. It was not only appreciated for its beauty and scenery but for it's ability to help man find his true identity. Nature is also important in order to give the reader a sense of belonging to the physical place. The use of nature in many scholars opinion is because of the industrial revolution, it made a huge shift in the life of people back then from the serene beautiful country side to the modernized cities, In consequence poets used it to…

crater of the bomb. The bombs make the hole city in a dead silent. But in the basement of one house, there is still shimmer through the door. A boy, Parker just weak up because of the noise comes out from the radio. His brother, Sam is holding a big, yellow egg. “Did you here that, the radio says there are safe place in the North.”Sam point a place in the North. “No. That is impossible for us to cross the channel, Sam. We have been there yesterday,…

Grade 8, Unit 1, EA 1: Writing a Hero's Journey Narrative Sustainably Adam was just your regular 15 year old boy. But today something rustled in the back of his mind that reminded him innocence is not forever. It took but half of the day for troubling news to reach him of his sister’s death, and the implications that came with that. But so much more was on the horizon. Suddenly Adam’s world felt more suffocating than anything else, even though attached to his mouth was a perfectly…

Running was a hobby of mine. I ran to school. I ran to the store. I ran everywhere. One foot after the other, making everything and all the pain from the outside world disappear for a certain time. “That’s why you hella skinny”, Grory said. He is my half brother, but we certainly don’t and didn’t have any resemblance. Grory was muscular, short, and “cool” some people said. I always saw him…

We all have people we look up to, the people who flourishing under the sun with a beautiful smile, and little blush popping in the side of their cheek, or a fierce soul wrestling the horror of reality. These are the stars in our life can come from the closest neighbor to outer space. These are only glympse example of inheritance. The people we observe through tv stimulate us to inherit their distinctive qualities. Those are qualities that makes them famous, and especially defines who they…

I anxiously contemplated what her conversation was regarding. The expression on her face appeared serious and cautious; this phone call was not like her other daily phone calls. She wasn’t rehashing how great Charles Barkley’s calves looked in the Suns game, or venting about her experience with a patient at her work. I knew this phone call meant that somehow our lives were about to change. At last, her phone call ended. After hanging up the phone, my mom looked at me and concluded “I guess your…

hole was deep enough to plant the sapling. Pete and Sam grabbed the burlap bag covering the roots while Molly, Kate, Millie, Susan, and Beth lifted the skinny trunk. Working together they lowered the sapling into the ground. With the soft glow of a yellow sky as the backdrop, they drew strength and hope from each other as they admired the mighty three-foot…