Out of the Silent Planet

The Survival of Beautiful Blue Planet Rachel Louise Carson was an American marine biologist and conservationist whose book Silent Spring and other writings are credited with advancing the global environmental movement. Rachel Carson mentioned in her book Silent Spring that “Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature - the assurance that dawn comes after…

Space is a place in where fear, mystery, and hope existing altogether. Unlike the Earth and other planets, space has an extreme silence since there’s no air to spread sound. There are no human beings to communicate with. On the other hand, space is full of mysteries. Due to a population explosion and famine on the Earth, lots of countries such as US and Russia are attempting to investigate other planets, especially the Mars in order to know whether people will be able to settle there. One thing…

roses so thorns will stutter underneath your rib cage and erupt into thick, red, blooming welts across your chest. The stardust coats your tongue, your words dripping with galaxies of imagination. The stardust coats your hands, the shattered planets…

sun. Galileo was that there were multiple moons were orbiting Jupiter. He observed Venus moving through phases much like Earth’s moon. This information persuaded Galileo that Copernicus was right. Just as Jupiter’s moons orbited that giant planet other planets like Earth and Venus must orbit the sun. Galileo’s findings were explosive; they helped Copernican theory, which the government of the Catholic Church, the Vatican, condemned. With science, scientist proved the Church wrong with the most…

was at school the kids in the class were acting jealous because she remembers seeing the sun and but they don't because they were on a different planet. While margot was in Ohio. they were jealous because they didn't believe that the sun was real and right before the sun came they pushed her into a closet because they thought the sun would never come out. But soon enough the sun…

“Margot, you’re so annoying! You’re like a fussy baby!” Max bickered. “Why do you always talk about the sun? Nobody likes you!” I turned at Max. I looked at him sincerely. “The sun is coming out today.. I know it---” “NO!” Max yelled furiously. “It’s never coming out! What don’t you understand, you little…. Hey everyone, let’s lock her in the closet!“ All of my classmates began swarming around me, like angry yellow jackets. “No, please, no!” I screamed loudly at them. Instead of putting me…

“The Earth means ground in Anglo-Saxon, whereas all the other planets have names from the Roman or Greek gods. Mars formed four and a half billion years ago just like the Earth. The rusty red color of the planet comes from iron oxide. Since it orbits much further from the Sun, the Martian year is twice as long as the Earth’s year. Similar to Earth, it spins on its axis with its day…

Common Theme~ The two stories, “If I forgot Thee, Oh Earth” and “Silent Spring” share a common theme of people destroying earth because they are not taking care of it. 2. “If I Forgot Thee, Oh Earth” by Arthur C. Clarke “Across a quarter of a million miles of space, the glow of dying atoms was still visible, a perennial reminder of the ruinous past” (165). I believe this is meant to say that the ruinous Earth the people created will always still be visible because of the glow. The…

thoughts silent and contained within my mind. I was the face no one could put a name on. I was "that smart girl" who everyone knew of, but no one actually knew. Their perception of me was completely blank, and when I disappeared out of their lives, it was as if I had never been there in the first place. I was ghost. At the beginning of junior year, I transferred to a new high school. I entered the situation optimistically and considered the opportunity a clean slate. I carefully crawled…

and driving, or how to help with a natural disaster half a planet away. I grow tired. Purposefully, I neglect to bring my copy of Challenger Deep to class, and torment it in my dark abyss of my locker. As Mrs. Lindow says ‘page fifty-nine’, she noticed my rolled eyes and crossed arms. “Is there a problem?” Intimidation still exists within me when Lindow speaks. “I’ve forgotten my novel at home,” I lie. “Then, borrow mine,” she holds out her hand and, more importantly, novel. Unsettlingly, her…