Three Day Road

is nothing other than road architecture, where traditional roads are modified with a pinch of garbage. The serving purpose of the new technology of roads is to recycle wastes that are just cluttering the earth. Traditional concrete and asphalt roads are made from crushed minerals then mended together with a base material. The problem here with traditional roads is the waste of heat and the poor quality; the tar coating tends to let water seep through and over time the road just decomposes itself…

the James River. As your car veers with the road to the right, the trees disappear and the dark, flat water rests beneath you. The bridge’s concrete and rubber expanders jump your car’s suspension up and down as you slow to enter the city. Along each side, the green trees envelope the shoreline and reach out their bright branches, enshrouded with leaves, to you in welcoming. Once back onto the mainland, a petite mustard yellow sign to the right of the road reads Welcome to the City of Hopewell.…

imagery and their own experiences to share information on social conflicts of this life. Robert Frost, Tony M. Burge Jr, and Kristen Camille Lemaster use their poems to make readers think about struggles that individuals face daily. In Frost’s “The Road Not Taken", Burge’s “Song before Sunrise”, and in Lemaster’s “Render Reestablishment,” we see similar themes related to challenging societal norms. The poets could be taking on personas, but it is visible to readers that these poets have their…

his way home. It is ten degrees with three inches of snow outside and very icy on the roads. Dakota is…

When thinking about the theme of The Road by Cormac McCarthy, many subjects come to mind. Throughout the story we see death, violence, and darkness. However, what is the most apparent throughout the story is love. The theme that comes out on top and is the most obvious, is the theme of love conquers all. The love that the little boy and his father share is incepretable. They face so many challenges as they are traveling down the road like, the “bad men,” illnesses, and even mental struggle, but…

protracts the torment of men” (Nietzsche 45). The Road is set in a post-apocalyptic “grey world” where the last remnants of humanity fade away into oblivion. This world is literally “dead”(%^%), life as we know it is over and civilisation is beyond saving. To complicate the situation, however, McCarthy infuses hope into this dystopian world. This creates an illusion of hope where in fact, there is none for the characters in the book. In The Road, Cormac McCarthy uses the love the man and woman…

hardly sleep, I was so excited. The next day we left around 11:00-11:30 am and we got there at about 3:30 pm. When we walked inside the lodge we were greeted by two very nice people. They showed us our room and made us feel at home. After that I went to see all of the dogs – they were very friendly. That night we had dinner and a…

“Roads? Where we’re going we don’t need roads,” Professor Smith said as he viewed his abstract blueprint. “This new community will provide simple transportation for all citizens once they have their license, and it will not require roads since the vehicles will hover over the ground.” “Ok, but where will this new community be, and how will we transfer every human from Earth to there?” Julie Ford questioned while heading towards the blueprint. “Will these citizens be happy in this community or…

6 years ago, I’ve had an affinity for the Appalachian Trail. I’m constantly looking for excuses to mash our lives into the giant, 50 liter bags, and hit the trail for a few days. This past year, in early fall, I convinced my parents to don their sturdy boots and disappear into the wilds of bear state park with me for three days. We were dropped off at the top of Bear Mountain and, while my parents argued over directions, I wandered around the windswept ridge. The grasses that grew out of rocky…

The rain began to softly drip onto the girl’s unkempt black hair as she walked along the weather-beaten sidewalk. Only a few rays of sun pierced the gray sky. A few cars passed by on the road; an old rusted Ford truck, a white minivan, and a shiny car with a green “Sheriff” across its doors. All three cars pulled into the school parking lot. The girl stared at her feet as she shuffled through the doors of the town’s only high school. The school was made of brick walls, with cream colored doors…