Just like You

The Strength of Words and the Lessons You Learn During the pilgrimage to Canterbury, 24 tales were told from all different types of people, from the poorest in the city to the richest. In the Canterbury Tales, a famous tale is heard from a Nun’s Priest about a widowed wife left with two daughters to live graciously with what God had given them. One-night Chanticleer: the noblest chicken on their farm, is awoken by a dream, a nightmare of being eaten by a fox. He is called crazy and thought to…

happy to have you guys here with me today. You might be wondering why you are here. Why would people like you, who are important people like you come here from a no body like me. Well the awnser is simple. You are here because you want to make money. You are here because you want on the ground floor of the next hooters, applebees, chillis, Red Robin, and my favorite buffalo wild wings. You are here because you want to change the way this country eats and things about food. That’s why you here.…

Parents have a difficult time handling stress for several different reasons; one of these reasons is they have to not only be the child’s parent but they also have to be a caregiver, case manager, and advocate for their child. They face tough issues like dealing with medication, bullying, struggling to manage difficult behavior, finding the right school, and finding experienced sitters for their children. This often leads the parent(s) to leaving a paying job to focus on the care of their child…

"Did you see that guy? He gave me a grimy look! You know, this is why I hate Halloween.“ a boy informed some folks “Calm down, Brandon. Just ignore it,“ one of his friends suggested to him. “It's honesty not that vital,“ another one of his friend told him. Brandon exclaims,“ I don't know why you guys like Halloween anyway. It's becoming old. Tom, why can't you just read and study instead of going around the neighborhood instead of going with me?“ “I like Halloween. It’s fascinating isn't it,…

hopped out of the truck. “You want to hear a plan, how about I show you instead.” Duke ran out his truck after to me and grabbed my arm. “Wait Nea you can’t just walk up to the house like that,” he whispered “Watch me.” I raised my hand to knock on the door and it opened revealing Sourdi with the baby on her hip. “What are you two doing here?” It wasn’t the shock of not seeing Sourdi after all this time it was because she had a bruise on her cheek. “What happened to you?…

that even in my hardest subject I am capable of doing well, it will boost my confidence levels greatly. A goal I would want to achieve during this summative would probably be to put forward a large amount of effort. Last year part of our summative was just putting answers from a book down on our sheets. I required little effort to complete. If I can put forward a level of effort that I have never seen before, I will feel great about it and probably impress myself at the same time. A timeline for…

A famous quote by Elizabeth Gilbert is “Your emotions are the slaves to your thoughts, and you are the slave to your emotion.” I find so much truth in this due to the fact that I am a very impulsive person who makes most of my decisions on how I am feeling in that particular moment. There are so many emotions that run around in my head, one of the main one’s being love. Love is not something that you can fake and still find genuine happiness. The biggest source of love in my life is my family…

Kaden 's room. The same one I woke up in. I am livid at this point, beyond pist."You stupid inconsiderate bastered, your a lying no goo sack of shit! What happened to devoting your life to making me trust you! Just FYI locking me in a room to keep me from doing something is not a good way to gain my trust you mother fucking ass-wipe!" I yell at the closed door than lean my forehead against it exasperated. "I hate you" I say to myself. Shortly after the words leave my lips the door is yanked…

He slammed me against the locker. Pain spread through my body like wildfire. “Give it to me or you’ll suffer more than this,” he gritted through his teeth. “I don’t have it,” I managed to get through. A punch to the stomach. So much for standing up to bullies. After thirty seconds or so in pain, I stood up, thrusted my hand into my pocket and shoved a $4 bill into his chest. “Next time, don’t try to be so brave,” he breathed. And he walked away clutching my money in his hand. Everybody knew that…

his most recent paper, and the impending due date seemed to be closing in on him. “Guys, you know I love you, but either Junhui needs to shut the hell up or Minghao needs to leave.” “You’re just jealous,” Minghao jested, lifting his head…