Shelf life

at Bolling Advance Weather Base in Antarctica for 5 months in 1934. During those 5 months, Byrd was forced to endure harsh conditions, and the only thing that he could do to keep his sanity was to keep a journal to report about his treacherous new life.…

dictates the true worth behind any belief. By experiencing the polytheistic imagination, a person becomes able to understand, as Dr. Ortegren has mentioned in class, that contradicting things may exist simultaneously (2016). There is no one truth to life, nor is there only one way to experience the divinity of a god. Hindu practices from widespread storytelling to incredibly personal worship…

of someone close to them by the age of 18. Some of these children have lost their parents. This has some heavy-weighing effects on young people especially. For instance, the children's grief awareness day organization also states “72% believe their life would have been ‘much better’ if their parent hadn’t died so young.” When I first read “My Papa’s Waltz,” I perceived it as a playful dance between the two. After some closer examination, I realized it was much more and a puzzle piece to the…

maximum potential in life− pulling her back from who she can become. In the lines, “I cannot live with You-It would be Life” (Poets), Dickinson uses paradox in order to express how she desires to be with her lover, however she cannot be with him because he holds her back from actually living her life. In the next line, “And Life is over there-Behind the Shelf” (Poets), Dickinson uses symbolism in order to illustrate how her true identity is hidden like a book behind the shelf with her lover…

dizzy". The father must have made many mistakes in his life and had it reflect onto his son. "At every step you missed, My right ear scraped a buckle". This metaphor referred to the father being imperfect and having his own mistakes hurt the child emotionally. Clearly, this did not sound like a poem about a moment between a father and son, but in fact it was something deeper. In the line "We romped until the pans, Slid from the kitchen shelf". I was immediately convinced that this is definitely…

on a library shelf, so you’re safe and everything but the book hasn’t been checked out for long, long time. All you can do is wait. Just hope someone will pick it up and start reading” (O’Brien 232). In the quote it is talking mainly about life. When people die, that story, the things they did are in hold, in someone else's life. It’s them who one day decide to tell others, like checking out a book. In the chapter, and with the quote, he is remembering stories that happened in his life and ones…

is pointed out that he or she worries more about a book and not his or her own son. This dictionary means more to that person than their own son. A child needs looking after as well as plants and pets. A book is something to sit on a shelf, not something to focus a life around. Maybe somethings are looked after more because they require less demands than other things, but does that mean to not give enough attention to the things that require more? People focus on loving and caring for things…

was added into the story to show that the relationship is now literally and figuratively broken. The story states, “In the scuffle they knocked down a flowerpot that hung behind the stove” (Carver). It used to show the unity of the family and the life they were giving their child to grow. When the mother and father broke the pot, the family that was holding the plant together has been shattered into pieces. Now the plant inside the pot is now damaged, and if not placed in a new or fixed pot,…

the grounds of the shrine there are areas called sacred points that can be trees, rocks or even entrances that are blocked off by ropes of either plaited straw or streamers of plain paper to mark them. Some followers have altar known a Kami-dana or shelf of gods in their homes that resided in a central place for a person to pray…

When I was little I saw an angel. I can see her face in my mind 's eye as vividly as I saw her through my seven-year-old eyes. I was in a grocery store with my mother, and as parents often do, she asked me to run down another aisle to get something for her. To be exact, she wanted tortillas. When I came back, she was nowhere to be found. Scared and panicking, I started to cry. A man saw me in distress and came to my aide. He grabbed my hand and told me my mommy was loading up the car full of…