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and full of life. She abounded in optimism and faith even though her body was ravaged by an abdominal cancer that caused her to take on an excessive accumulation of fluid. “Imagine,” she would say, “to have the opportunity to wear maternity clothes at my age!” She had a big lazy-boy armchair in her front room, and whether day or night she would wave to both pedestrians and motorists as they passed by her big picture window. She was concerned about her husband, knowing that he needed to develop interests outside of her personal care needs. When I introduced him to “Birding” and the building of a Blue Bird nest box line, it was June that researched the nest plans and how they should be properly located, and when it came time to go out into the country to put them up, she was not going to be left behind. We marvelled as she climbed the ditches next to the fences where the box lines were located and would come home tired out but exhilarated by the experience and the anticipation of their first hatch of fledglings. When people would ask her how she was doing, she would always reply, “I’m living with cancer, and right now I’m doing better than it is!” When we would go to visit her, we always came away refreshed and invigorated by her deep peace and faithfulness in God. She was not preachy. Her faith just oozed out of her personality and character. She was very close to a family in the community who, during her later progression of the illness, tragically lost an adult son with…

four boxes and how she divide the pebbles equally. Vesa chose boxes and placed one pebble at the time in each box until she run out of the pebbles, and then counted how many she had in each box: “There is three in each box.” The adult give her more pebbles and asked her to equally divide them between five boxes. She divided pebbles between boxes, counted how many she has in each box, wrote the correct number on a note paper and stick it on a box. When all boxes were counted and had the numbers…

As I began to slowly open it, the sharp creakiness of the hinge grew louder. Just as I had fully opened the lid of the box, “whish!!” A rodent of some sort flew across the pile of wood in the box, and I slammed the lid shut and ran inside. I then took the remainder of mine and my father’s bags to the upstairs loft area while still trembling. The rest of the night was very peaceful for everyone. We ate some delicious tasting pizza from a local pizzeria and relaxed by playing some board games and…

so that it would go faster and gave me a pocket knife to make me feel better. As I opened the first box I realized that it was full of clothes. Mark found books in his box, another box was full of trophies from soccer and basketball. All these boxes were full of someone’s personal things, we decided that it all belonged to the family that was living there before us and they probably just forgot to take this stuff. I opened up the last box and inside it was this other box. The box was small and…

below us was probably the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. The clear waters with the beautiful reefs and exotic fish. The helicopter pilot said it was probably the most beautiful day that he had ever seen. He was so mesmerized by it, that he lost control, and the helicopter crashed. There were only 2 parachutes, and at that time I was only a small child. My dad and the pilot couldn’t survive. Late that night, after my homework was done,I heard a loud crash from the garage. I tiptoed…

wrap the presents,” they whispered, hopping onto the table and trying to push boxes. She watched, horrified at first, but after a while she adjusted to the way they looked and was bothered more by them trying so hard to move boxes that were clearly too big for them. She inched her way over and picked up a tiny jewelry box. She rolled out a little bit of paper onto the floor, cut it to the right size, and put a roll of tape next to it. She put the jewelry box in the middle. “Why don’t you guys…

symbolism to show that evil can be present in the most innocent environment, resulting in society being tainted with dark illusion. Superstitious tradition symbolized an important role to the people in this village. Mr. Summers a man that was in charge of the majority of the events in the town, always spoke about making a new black box but never did. (134) The people of the village would rather keep the same box rather than upsetting tradition with something new. As the people in the village…

This previous summer, an opportunity to work for my father’s electric company arose. The job entailed driving a thirteen-foot tall box truck with a coworker to Umpqua banks in Oregon and Washington that had relocated or closed down and “decommissioning” them by removing all technology equipment. That includes: computers, cash counters, printers, telephones, and anything that uses electricity. We would take every piece of technology and catalog them into an excel sheet with their serial and model…

see a box. So for me to see and possible use coffins differently, I need to break down what that means to me. Well it would completly incompass a human body, much like a protection bubble would. So they could mean protection, and if it is made out of stone it would be less like that anything physical could penatrate it. It could also be used as a symbol of communcated with the dead or the ancestors. The ancient egyption used coffins, sarcaficuse. to protect the dead and too see them into…

sleeping had completely disappeared. For some odd reason, all I could think of was to go outside and look for any nests with newborn birds that had fallen from the trees. Yes you read that correctly. (directly speaks to the audience) Anyone else would have seen such a scene and thought nothing more of it than just cut down vegetation; I thought of the nests that possibly fell from the…