Scene 1: The assembly after the battle King: Hark! Comes the bloodied victor from his war, A valiant battle leaving the enemy wrought sore. Macbeth has trampled his foes into the dust; I will give him his honor, we will give him our trust! (L, a detective who is undercover, enters the scene with various nobles and captains. He is watching Macbeth closely) L(talking to himself): But he looks slightly troubled, puzzled as if in bewilderment, In deep concentration, perhaps, on his moment of…
I look back, they are already turned around, like nothing happened. The feeling of being unwanted is my normal, I can feel everyone screaming at me. In class I pull my sleeves up just enough to look at the scars of the war, that had just ended the night before. I know I’m not wanted, I know I should be punished. Everybody doesn’t know that I have already punished myself. Most normal people wouldn’t do this and would tell me to get help. But, I don’t think I am sick or disturbed. I blame everyone…
still follow Tom’s way even though he knew it was a bad decision. “ I’ll tell you. It ain’t right and it ain’t moral, and I wouldn’t like it to get out--but there ain’t only just the one way; we got to dig him out with the picks, and let on it’s case knives. ( Twain 186). Huck finally realized how horrible Tom is, but he still follows his way. He kept on thinking that this was not a great idea, because he wanted to save his friend, not have a fun adventure. In the end the villain got punished,…
The Bata Shoe Museum’s current exhibits include, “The Pleasures and Perils of 19th Century Fashion”, which provides important information on the trading systems and technologies used to create shoes and other fashion items. Insight on the dawn of changes in fashion and its effects on masculinity and femininity can be gleaned from items in the exhibit. This is critical in understanding how people made fashion choices that reflected the culture of various periods in history. Shoes in the exhibit…
had erupted into chaos, words of venom being thrown in all directions. “We must kill him, for he had lied to us!” A man shouted, with his knife in hand. “Yes, we must!” Others cheered in agreement. Before Valentine could defend himself in any way, knives and fists and words of venom were thrown and slashed at him until his very heart ceased to beat. He was dead.…
as a soldier’s “long sleep” meets the the cruel reality by which his audience experienced the same mentioned events, that “in the mud of shell holes they are lying, knocked rotten, ripped in pieces, gone down into the bog (113).” The reaction of his soldier class appalls the principal. But his shock is not surprising, for why should he be able to fathom such struggles? The principal was maintaining a school, while these men were cutting their way through other humans with knives and bullets,…
Traditional values are defined as beliefs and moral codes that are passed down from generation to generation within a culture, subculture or community. When thinking of traditional values one thinks about religion, marriage, schooling, and overall the mores of a family. Fascism relies on these values and controls them in any way possible. The government controls every aspect of your life and of society. They impose strict regulations on businesses and on the family life. Many times denying women…
each section of flats and street which informed the Nazis on 'grumblers' or opposition. It is to be noted that the concentration camps up to 1939 were not extermination camps. They were still brutal places in which prisoners were forced to work for long hours on meager rations. This all amounted to gave the image that the Gestapo wielded unlimited power over the people. However, the Gestapo had limited staff and relied on citizens denouncing others. This showed not only the extent of the…
EN 281 Setting and characterization It was about 6 a.m. Saturday morning and it is an extremely beautiful morning; one of the mornings that makes you stop and realize just how amazing it is at that particular moment in the world. Everything from how nice the summer breeze felt on a freshly shaved face, how the cool water felt as it ran between the toes and bottom of your foot, the smell of fresh cut grass in air, the sounds, or lack of sound, that summer brings in when it is perfect outside. It…
the war stopped, course that didn’t stop these idiots from having a gladiator match in the attic. So I get some soul ripper knives and storm up there.…