The Raindrops

When I was younger, I did not necessarily know what the earth holds, I was just used to my house and the places around me. I wondered what the universe had, the world’s whereabouts remained secret in my eyes until I could travel and explore. But, I have not been far outside of Minnesota. I have always wanted to travel the world, except my family does not like going farther than to work and back, it is just something they do not want to do. One day when I was about seven years old my mom and dad…

To Be Continued “The 5:45 flight to Chicago, Illinois will begin boarding seats B15-30 in 5 minutes,” the flight secretary announced. I glanced around at everyone gathering their bags, unplugging laptops, wrapping up their food, and getting ready to board the plane. People were headed in all sorts of directions: work, going home, visiting families, or going to run the marathon. I was growing impatient, but at the same time, I wanted to stop everything and take in all of the sounds, smells,…

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Soil Erodibility Factor (K) The soil erodibility factor (K), a measure of the susceptibility of soil to erosion under standard conditions, is a function of the percentage of silt and coarse sand, the soil structure, the permeability of the soil, and the percentage of organic matter. Wischmeier et al. (1971) defined the soil erodibility factor mathematically and Foster et al. (1996) converted the equation into the following SI unit equation: The soil erodibility factor (K) is determined for each…

then realize that they are powerless in the face of nature they can not control the changing of seasons anymore than we can change the time of day, when they kids realise this they react negatively “In the center of it, cupped and huge, was a single raindrop. She began to cry, looking at it. They glanced quietly at the sun.” this is a reaction to the fact that they have realised how little they actually control the sun and their hopeless inability to control when they see the sun and when they…

The beauty on human and nature by O’Connor and Qi (Mary) Flannery O’Connor (1925-1964) is famous for her short stories. Her writing style coming from the grotesque, She believed that “should face all the truth down to the worst of it” (O’Connor, 1953). From her unique literary technique, such as irony, foreshadowing, she creates her great literary works. She likes using cold humor in the characters. One of her most famous stories are “A Good Man is Hard to Find” (1953), and the short story “The…

It was filled with ripening fruit trees and undying rows of willows whose branches fell kindly among the flowers. You could hear splashes of raindrops as they hit the ground before your feet with wind dancing a warning of storm around your arms. I ignored winds warnings, for bearing witness to cold rain upon hot summers shoulders seemed rewarding enough. My hair would tangle and knot. It took days…

Four more people escaped the first force field, holding on to the hope of seeing their families again. “What do we do now?” Kate thought. The sky was a million shades of gray, painting its own pictures in the clouds. They could hear plump raindrops splat against the brown, mushy grass. Thunder started to roll across the sky as if someone were bowling on the clouds, so they dashed to the nearest tree and tried to take shelter. Mr. Jacks shouted, “We need a plan. And fast.” Their goal…

“‘Sharmouta!’ she began. I swallowed, took a step back. ‘You know you’re not allowed to speak to boys.’ Her voice lowered to a tight whisper. ‘You’re not an American, Deya. You’re an Arab. Do you understand me? An Arab girl.’ I stood amid the wild raindrops, frozen to the concrete, not understanding a thing. What did she mean by Arab girl? ‘Listen to me and listen well.’ Her voice dwindled beneath the rain. ‘Just because you were born here, doesn’t make you an American. As long as you live in…

Death itself is not difficult to comprehend; the funeral is. This is clear as I am currently drowning in my sorrows, as my feet march into this black abyss. All I can hear is the heavy, pounding feet of others, as we march as one. Marching to our downfall. It is a difficult sight to witness: couple’s hands clenched together, gripping at each-other as though the pain will subside if they squeeze hard enough. It’s purely comfort. But sometimes I wonder if it is merely superficial comfort – to…