The Raindrops

Introduction The William Tell Overture is an overture to the opera, William Tell, which premiered in Paris on August 3, 1829, and was described by Hector Berlioz as a “symphony in four parts”. However, unlike traditional symphonies with distinct movements, the transitions in this overture were without breaks. This piece was composed by Gioachino Antonio Rossini and was the last opera he composed. Rossini was a transitionary figure of the Classical and Romantic period, well known for his operas…

building and shelter under it. The storm ended up deciding for me as the distant thunder echoed like a cannon. I packed my stuff and dashed onto the road, trying to avoid the piercing raindrops. I could see a shadowy outline of a building, but the rain hindered my vision making it blurry. My legs shook and raindrops dripped down the sides…

He loved Caesar. Their friendship was like the sound of little raindrops tickling the skin as they fall from the sky. Their friendship was like the ocean when it’s silent and calm. Their friendship was the most beautiful rainbow. Yet, everything does come to an end. Raindrops turn into storms. The calm oceans has violent, crashing waves. Brutus knew that he loved Rome more, he cared more for Rome than his best friend…

of satellites to figure out how big and severe the storm is going to be. This satellite will help in hurricane situations so that meteorologists know what to prepare for and when it coming their way. This satellite sometimes will show isolated raindrops Munchak says that will lead to bad weather forecasts. NASA in 2014 got a radar that showed more in-depth rain results. And this radar sends 3D images from space back to meteorologist here on earth. This radar gives meteorologist real-time facts…

hovered over our village; it's dark presence only faded once the lottery was over. But, no complacency could be countenanced for death would surely descend upon us the next year. I contemplated the drizzle spraying my window. The rhythm of the raindrops progressively subdued my thoughts. Swayed by the soft melody of the rain, my consciousness quietly slipped from…

The impulsive stereotypes disperse across the pure air, hampering innocent people on its way as abrupt as the speed of light. Those innocent people that own a loving heart are now sunken in an horrific abyss, coated with a pitch black darkness which shatters people’s reputation. Labels are put on people because of the arrogant stereotypes revolving around us. Labeling (Stereotyping) is the occurrence of discrimination and slur language based on occupation, race, the level of income, the…

the novel pause too. Such genous work that is over seen. Sensory details is the vast majority of why Rawling won since the details were so perfervid throughout the few pages, like the ripples in the water in paragraph 16 were glistening, like the raindrops that appeared silver. Everything comes together making sense and every piece especially the figurative language, there was a meaning behind it. All of these parts come together quite astoundingly, and Rawling really did deserve to be awarded…

Education Inequality “dirty terrorist, nigger” A single raindrop falls from a sneering cloud. The cold droplet sizzles quickly on the skin, leaving a tiny barely noticeable mark that “disorients” its victim. Falling raindrops steadily progress into a caustic storm that thoroughly soaks the “deepest part” (128), causing Zinedine Zidane to react in the last two minutes of the World Cup. While de jure racial segregation might have ended 61 years ago, when the United States Supreme Court made…

allowed me to have a vivid image of how each character looks like and let me absorb the story line in more depth. I really enjoyed the metaphors found within the book as it made me think and made the “journey of reading” even eventful. For instance, “Raindrops are my only reminder that clouds have a heartbeat. That I have one, too.”(Mafi, 105) this quote made me smirk as it holds many meanings…

invited me to the world’s largest piano exhibition. I never really had much of an interest for music but he had convinced me that this particular artist fascinates the audience and leaves the audience in astonishment. On my way to the venue, the raindrops shone like diamonds underneath the streetlights. The sun was long gone. Thick clouds covered the night sky and the sound of rain hitting against the opaque tar roadway. Men and women under umbrellas, eager to get to their homes or nearby…