Small Faces

I remember my freshman year in college. I completed an assignment and when the paper was returned there was the grade standing in my face...Capitalized, Bold in Red. I made a C. I called my Uncle Sonny and I cried. The funny thing is he was not sympathetic to me what so ever. This guy, my uncle on the other end of the phone, with his baritone voice, aggressively said, "Welcome to the World baby girl... 'Ain 't it Shit. '" I never saw the world of education the same any more after that day. I…

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“No! You can not come with!” Brody shouted angrily stomping his foot. “ But you get to go, and all my friends are going.” Ella pleaded. “ Woah, woah, woah. Whats all the shouting for? World peace remember?” Billy said calmly as he gave small gestures that looked like minny air high fives to the ground. “ Sorry Papa,” Ella shamefully said as she looked at the ground. “ But it’s ‘cause Brody won’t take me to the party with him.” Okay. You may be confused, but let me sum it up for ya. Ella is…

A dull ache in his ribs woke Tom from a restless sleep. As his mind became fully conscious, the pain steadily intensified and a low moan escaped from between his lips. His eyes fluttered open, and he stared around the room, his face a mask of confusion. For a moment, he had no memory of where he was, but everything soon became clear when his gaze settled on Booker. The dark-haired officer sat cross-legged on his bed reading a comic book. It was a strange sight to wake up to, and blinking…

are quarreling,” one figure says, his voice commanding as it fills the courtyard. “Greetings, instructors,” the crowd says in unison, straightening themselves out from their bow. My eyes begin adjusting to the figures. A man with a round, friendly face and drooping eyes laughs. “We have a lively bunch this year,” he says, eyeing us with amusement. “I suppose so,” the commanding voice from before says. It belongs to an abnormally tall man with long lengs and beady eyes that resemble a…

found. Global Faculty Community is sensed as another important tool to achieve a deeper and greater goal, namely, the building up of knowledge and sharing for the sake of education. Either directly or indirectly, each professor participant of this small study made such endeavor clear. For Nancy Hanrahan was her interest on delivering feminist theory on a country that is young on the topic, thus her trip was more exiting. For Kurtz is his eager to comprehend and propose a solution to…

a close-up shot. When the children answer the teacher questions, shot two switches to Janet until the teacher called out her name. Janet is usually low head embodies the state of her embarrassment and unprepared. She has the explosive yellow hair, face with besmirch, also wearing the sweater looks dirty. The teacher with a steel drum walked beside Janet, let everybody vomit chewing gum. This is a still use close-up lens, but also to use mobile lens, lens move with the movement of teacher. The…

It turns its attention back to me, shooting a sly grin, and asks me, "Must know the time, young man?" My breathing has calmed to a steady panting when I stare at the rabbit blankly, but it proceeds without my answer. It hops closer to show me the face of…

Corbyn recovered from the first blow another came to his back. He let out a yelp and fell back down. On the ground he grabbed the lantern. Desperately, he swung out and stuck the old man’s face. The traveller hid his face but did not fall. Instead he looked back at the cowering man. He looked back with his true face green and tentacled. “What manner of creature are you?” Corbyn yelled. “I am no simple creature boy, neither am I a man,” he replied his voice, no longer human. Will one more…

I carried more souls than I care to think about that day in Molching. But there was one particular soul I would not carry away. *** A Small Note*** It was not a soul. Liesel woke in a pool of black. A single beam of sunlight hit her eyes through a crack in the mountain of debris that enclosed her. “Hello?” she howled. “Hello?” she exclaimed again, now beginning to pound on the rubble that surrounded her. I was the only one who heard her. For minutes, the book thief worked at the fragments…