Table service

Mr. Campbell I wanted give you an apology because I was getting started writing my rough draft and I was reading it to myself, and I started to get thirsty, then got up to get a drink. I left the door cracked because it would only take me about 6 minutes. I grab my drink, and while I'm sipping on it, I heard my door open. Next thing you know I hear tearing and ruling; I sit my drink down and run to my room. Once I get there and look down at the floor, my paper is ripped to shreds by my dog. I…

“But we're not equipped to monitor the sun.” Arnold protested. Arnold was putting on a good show of looking like he was lost, but Michael had the distinct impression the man was not confused in the least. “We're observing sunrise and sunset, and I'm only interested in associated phenomena around the sun at those times,” he explained. “But we've got Big Bear to give us what you want!” Michael threw up his hands. “Don't you think I've already tried? They're as tight as a fish’s arse. Just the…

The smell in the kitchen, the climate change and the leaves colors changed in different types of oranges and browns. It's mid fall and Thanksgiving is tomorrow, everyone has invited someone to the annual dinner. Everyone but me, today is my opportunity to invite Basil to dinner since he happens to show up to town this time of year. Basil has inspired me in the criminal justice world, he's also very intelligent and a good storyteller. If I wanted to invite Basil to dinner I knew I had to go…

When my team and I received the clue packet for the neighborhood game, we really didn’t know what to expect or what issue we were trying to address. So, without anything to create a plan of action around, we decided to review the only thing we were given, the packet of clues. After opening the packet, we each took a small pile of the clue cards and read aloud or noted what was written on them. This was an unplanned action yet, while reading the cards aloud, one of my teammates noticed that…

All this time. You were too much of a coward to tell me who you really were. You had nothing to lose in telling me the truth after all you are the Lemurian “king”. The order worships you?” I pointed at the table. The entire table sat silently watching. Some of the watcher’s mouth were agape. Semjaza’s face twisted into a slight smile, and he stood. “She has a point. You did lie to the woman.” Semjaza said. Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the three of us. Azazel sighed…

Classroom 22 is located across the blacktop, not in one of the main buildings, but in a small portable; it is wheelchair accessible with a ramp leading into the classroom. The desks are grouped into five tables of four to six students, with the teacher's desk in back, and a U-shaped side table (for one on one student/teacher interactions) to the side of the whiteboard. The desk groups are all about three feet…

"Do you like it?" "Yeah." "Are you sure? Just send it back." "No, no. I'm fine...I just don't know why I have a spoon." We both looked at my beverage that arrived at the table in a bowl accompanied by a utensil. Slight confusion arose from both of us, as I personally held the image from the menu of the beverage in my mind and compared it to my current view. Trailing away, our conversation started, where small talk easily emerged, and I was welcomed from the start to ask my "million"…

not give them 40 acres and a mule(History Alive #314). Some dinner parties allow children to attend. Although, the expectation that they will be treated equal they are not treated as equals to the adults. The children are forced to sit at the kiddie table and eat off of a different menu, usually consisting of chicken fingers and french fries. While these guests received an invite, they do not have the luxuries as the adults do at the party. Sometimes the kids are sent down to the basement to be…

I weighed out one hundred and fifty milliliters of potassium chlorate and presented it to the hesitant little girl. She looked as frightened as a mouse staring in the eyes of a cat. "Christy... I..I.." she stuttered. "You'll do fine." I interrupted. She was barely twelve and repeatedly told me she had never conducted an experiment before. I lit the Bunsen Burner and reassured her that everything would be just fine. Then, I instructed her to scoop the crystalline solid in a tube and fix the tube…

the end of the day before lunch. I went to go put my phone away, and I did. After that, I saw a chair, so I wanted to practice doing parkour. I gripped my hand on the chair and my other hand on a table. What I didn’t know that the table was super wobbly so when I went to go jump over the chair, the table moved and my foot hit the chair so it fell and I landed on my hand. Next everyone started to laugh at me because I fell. I started to look at my hand. The bottom of the thumb where it curves and…