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Why “To Build A Fire” should be in our syllabus “To Build A Fire” (1908) is an elegant short-story written by Jack London, a profound writer of all time and a person with a unique taste for stories. It is a story that deals with a man going on a journey during a very cold day and how he survives the situation. Published in 1908, the story become a sensation and is still famous among young bookworms. Its simplistic use of language and intriguing plot make it interesting and easier for younglings…

Still Learning Going into high school was one of the toughest things to get excited for due to my middle school experience. The bullying was what scared me the most, I thought that everyone would make fun of me because of my past. Something I had not yet got over was being around a lot of people, and the high school’s full of people. During the summer, I would ask my mom, “Can I do online schooling instead? She always denied the idea. Everyone made freshman year seem like a dreadful year, but…

If I have to describe one person that appear right away in my mine now, that is my father. I don 't know why? It maybe he is the one close to me the most that I enough to feel his love for my. I don 't know if I love my father likes the way he does so I want to describe him through my mine and feeling. I want to how much I love my father. The first three things, I really want to describe him that is how he looks, his attitude toward everyone, and his personality. First of all, I can say my…

“Crap, I slept in way too late.” At the beginning of the week, Leah Davis told herself she would wake up early and go shopping. Her fridge was almost empty and she was working long hours every day. She had gone to bed at 11:30 last night and forgot to set her alarm. Now it was 10:30 ‘Whatever’ she thought ‘I deserve a break. I’ve worked so hard, I totally deserve this.’ With that she got out of bed, walked to the bathroom and took a shower. Thirty minutes later she walked out of her apartment…

When I was in middle school, I was told that I would never have the ability to be an athlete. I was told this by my physical education teacher and I believed it. I had always had poor lungs and a weak sort of body, and to top it off I was incredibly lazy. If anything were to make me pant, even in the slightest, I would give up immediately. I constantly sat on the sidelines ridiculing the kids who took P.E. class like it was the Olympics. Maybe, I was just really jealous that they could do what…

The view of marriage that is being displayed in this story is that it’s a woman’s place to stay at home, do what is told, and don’t ask for nothing. This story completely paints an opposite picture of the modern day roles as a man and woman and what each person should be doing and contributing in the relationship. Through three scenes I am going to show you how this marriage is an old fashion union between two lovers. When Mrs. Mallard created her own peep hole and decided to become a peeping…

“Araby”, by James Joyce, is a story of the struggle of obtaining love. A young boy experiences the treacherous journey one must face at some point in their life. He thrives on love, but is blinded by lust; (keeping him vulnerable to heartache). This boy has the ultimate struggle for this time period. He’s losing his love and possibly himself. Too young to witness the actual turmoil going on in his head; however, not young enough for his innocence to free him. This boy has a natural drive for…

Growing up in a loving home is something most would typically wish for. Growing up in a loving home and feeling unworthy of that love may seem a living nightmare. From a young age I always felt as though there was something intuitively wrong, whether it was not meeting expectation or being unable to complete a task the way I perceived it should have been. There was always this impending need for more from myself, that for some reason I could never fill. That all changed when I found the one…

After the carrousel ended, old Phoebe ran up to me. I wiped the tears away fast, I didn 't want old Phoebe to see me crying. It was still raining, and I saw her shivering. I took off my red hunting hat ,and placed it on her head. “Let’s go home,” old Phoebe said. She grabbed my hand ,and took me in the direction of home, she is so damn smart, I can 't believe it. We were close to the house ,and old Phoebe said, “I hope Daddy won 't kill you,” After she said that I just kept thinking of what…

"Well what do you think?" Emily 's dad asked her, "It 's exciting to be in a new home, don 't you think?" "I guess so," started Emily "but what about all my friends, what if I don 't like it here or the other kids don 't like me?" Emily 's mom told her confidently, "Sweetheart you are an amazing girl, you know you 'll make new friends fast. Plus look at this big house, you 'll never be bored and you can have plenty of friends over with all this room." Emily wasn 't so sure of her new…