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My Antonia by Willa Cather is a novel that includes bone-chilling tragedy and life affirming uplift. The story centers around a memoir by Jim Burdin, a middle age New York lawyer who decided to write down his reminsces of his dear friend Antonia Shimerda. The story begins with Burdin heading on a train for Nebraska to live with his grandparents. He is ten years old and both of his parents have recently died. On the train he spots a Russian immigrant family and he is intrigued by them; the family…

time, I couldn’t say anything, I couldn’t described my ideas to other people in english. However, I was practicing english every day. I started to feel that my english improved in that short time. A learn about Singapore a lot of interesting facts. One of them which I thought was curious, that chewing gum in this country is illegal. If the police see you with gum, you will pay a big forfeit. Also you can not eat food in the public place. Before my trip to Singapore I didn’t clearly understand…

I think that my dorm room is a representation of my front-stage behavior. This is the case because although it is my room, I share it with a friend, and although it is our room, we often have other people in it with us. Dorm rooms are a space in which friends can gather for a party, to study together, or even to watch this week’s episode of Grey’s Anatomy. It is more of a public space than a private space in which I can be alone. I keep my dorm room in a manner in which I would publically…

unexpectedly. Until this day, I have been constantly reminding myself that life is short and when death knocks on your door, you can’t really call 911 or do anything. Now my thoughts towards death and what happens after I die became more distressing and uncontrollable. I’ve come to…

PERFORMANCE TASK: Narrative I’m sitting in my office in my pajamas as I get a phone call on my cell phone. I had just gotten a new one so the contact didn’t pop up. Who might this be? I think to myself. I click on the answer button. I began to speak, “Hello it’s Bryland. Who is this?” “This is the school. Bailey passed out during class, we need you down here immediately!” The lady says sounding very freaked out. “I’ll be there as soon as possible!” I pulled my long black hair out of a bun while…

encounter before I could rid of any agnosticism. Indeed, such an encounter undeniably focused my dubious and perplexed view. Prayers are answered and miracles do happen as I uncovered in my own claimed experience. The day was beautifully alluring with the warm, luminous sun and the…

The moment I had been waiting for had begun. I was singing my heart out for my annual All State Audition. The butterflies in my stomach almost eating me alive, knowing I had made it the past two years and could not make a mistake, I had to be perfect. In an instant, my eyes wandered and lost my spot in the music which I was currently singing from. I had messed up, big time. There was no way i could recover from this accident. I was sure to be done for. Nothing made sense and there was no reason…

My hands shook furiously as Keith Shadis paced up and down around the other cadets. Chest pounding at what felt like 1000 beats a minute, I prayed that Shadis wouldn't come close to me. After seeing the way he had already interagated potato girl I don't think I would be able to handle talking to him. "Hey calm down. It's gonna be okay," I heard a voice whisper to me. I whipped my head around to see that Zoe was standing there. She was standing tall and confidently, unlike myself who was still…

The title character Antonia is also a “working girl” throughout the course of the novel. After Antonia’s father dies, the community seems remarkably disappointed at the fact that Antonia steps up to the plate and begins working alongside Ambrosch. Antonia is described as having “her neck [coming] up strongly out of her shoulders, like the bole of a tree out of the turf. One sees that draft-horse neck among the peasant women in all old countries” (Cather 90). The latter part of this quote is…

Chapter 1 ♡ The Princess of Audacity My eyes flutter open and I immediately shut them again wishing myself back into a dream. Even though I can’t remember what I was dreaming about exactly, I know that any dream good or bad would be better than my real life. I can hear the soft whisper of voices behind my door and know that if I don’t get up now on my own, I’ll be woken up in a matter of minutes. I slowly sit up and let out a sigh. The stale air circulating through my room has a cold bite to…