Little Otik

I know for a fact is that my grandmother is perfect. My grandmother is perfect in every way; the way she dresses, the way she moves, the way she behaves, the way she speaks, etcetera. Sometimes, I just think that it could be great, if I could be a little bit of what she is. Her great personality is full of other amazing qualities. I’m going to start by describing the way my grandma looks like. At first sight, if one doesn’t know her like I do, they would say she always wears oldies clothes,…

This is also my first time to be a Peer Mentor, so I got super excited. However, everything is not like what it seems. When I first received my cohort assignment email said that I would be a Peer Mentor for IESL level 1 and 2, I honestly got a little bit panic. I acknowledge that it might be hard for me to communicate with my future mentees since their English is still improving; especially, it would be more difficult if I have mentees whose first language is different from mine. Furthermore,…

The Ransom of Little Lola Lola was just playing outside a mile away from her house in the woods by this pond, singing and humming to Shower by Becky G her favorite song. You could hear the birds chirping, the wind screaming, all the animals talking, and Lola singing her song. Then all of a sudden she stopped singing, she only saw black, and could barely breath. All you could hear is her breathing heavily, the rest of the woods where total silence. For a second she thought she had passed out but…

step is harder. Denny looks abject: “Aldrich, I need to rest. My legs are tired from walking in the high snow and I can't feel my hands anymore.” Aldrich trys to placate Danny: “ See, over there is a little cabin and I cann see lights in the windows. Lets go over there and ask if we can rest a little bit.” They knock at the door and a lady of middle age opens the door. “Hey, how can I help you?”, does she ask in a decorous manner. Aldrich says:” I think we went the wrong way and we need to…

backed up and jumped back into their car, and drove away like a bunch of pansies.” I smiled, no one got hurt, and now the Socs know not to mess with me. I continued my speech to Johnny. “Also, the fights between the Socs and the Greasers died down a little bit, so no one really gets hurt anymore…” I expect Johnny’s voice to say something like, ‘see Ponyboy, no one has to get hurt anymore’ or something like that, but I’m just met with more silence. “You know what, Johnny, how about I read to…

Last week I was given the chance of watching the Red Hat Crew's production of Chains. This production was set in New York during the revolutionary times. The main character Isabel and her little sister Ruth are sold to the Lockton family, and they are struggling to fight for their freedom. After Ruth is "sold", Isabel is able to escape, rescue her friend Curzon, and they safely make it across "River Jordan". Before watching this production, I was able to read the written book. I feel that it…

remember checking schoology non-stop after every assignment, studying for hours on end, and working on homework until I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer. I pushed myself because I believed that I could get my grade up to an A if I just worked a little harder. After a couple tests I checked my grade and it was an 87 and I knew I had enough time to get it up to an A. It’s like a marathon, you work hard all the way through and even when you feel burnt out you still push yourself and just keep…

am completely invisible. Sometimes I feel a little transparent, like I almost belong, but I am almost always missing out somehow. but I the fact still stands I am invisible, socially invisible. No matter where I am and regardless of how much I try stand out I just can’t stop blending in. As a member of generation that was raised with technology that makes communicating as easy as a tapping a screen or clicking button it is hard to not find it a little bit ironic, nevertheless I remain invisible…

During the summer all the trees are full of big juice yellow mangos, is quite amazing how they surrounded the city of Valencia; many people just seat on the road eating the mangos that fell from the trees. This is just an example of the little beautiful things that happen in this magical city every day, growing up here was like having new adventures all the time but occasionally life doesn't go as planned. When I was 5 years old my parents already had divorced, which was a confusing time for my…

George Leston the Second then threw a well timed and soft, at least by his standards, punch aiming straight for Lone's face. As soon as the two met, Lone tried to swing his glaive into George's abdomen but failed to connect his hit as he was hit by the incredibly fierce and powerful blow that George had prepared while running straight to his face. He was instantly sent rocketing back through the courtyard as all of the bone armour covering his face was smashed to pieces. A large impact was made…