Vociferation

The Smell of Warm Cookies The smell of grandma’s fresh cookies warms my heart as I walk to her front door. I love coming here to escape from my other problems. I’m so happy to be away from my mom’s house. I can’t deal with her while she’s intoxicated. “Well Shelby, since you have a problem with me drinking, you can just get your ass right out my house!” She yelled at me while my siblings just stood around and watched. “I don’t want to be here. You act like you don’t love me anyways, so why…

“Amber Kowalski from Illinois, please report to NASA headquarters through teleportation, I repeat, Amber Kowalski from Illinois, please report to NASA headquarters through teleportation, thank you.” That was the message that would forever change my life. Everybody knew what would happen if NASA called you to their headquarters. You would get put in the “waiting room”. The “waiting room” is a top secret area located in the headquarters of NASA space center. NASA secretly chooses two people from…

It was cold and ordinary evening on March 5, 1770, when I was walking down King street with my friend Henry. As were walking past the Custom House a young wig maker's apprentice walked up to a British soldier and insulted him because he had not payed for a wig. Another British soldier had walked out and scolded the young boy for disrespecting a British soldier. The boy exchanged insults with the soldier so he pulled out his musket and struck the boy on the side of the head. A stream of chills…

I was heartbroken, for the first time in my life. We were walking back to our houses from our neighborhood Christmas party. It was the 3 of us; Emily, Margs, and me. We have been friends forever because we all lived close together; but in school we all were in different friend groups. In school it was as if we didn’t even know each other. We were all talking about what we wanted for Christmas. I asked Emily, “Don’t you want a dog?” She answered “Of course, but my stupid brother is allergic to…

They made it to the fifth floor by elevator and found room 509. Before they even got close to it, they were able to hear crashing and banging sounds, including screams. “There’s a girl trapped in there!” Ray told the three, and they ran toward the woman’s door. Ray tried opening the door, thinking it could be unlocked. “Ray,” Peter started. “This is a hotel. You need a keycard to get it opened.” Ray brushed his hand through his hair in a worried manner. “Right, I wasn’t thinking about that. But…

Screaming fans and the aroma of popcorn filling the air at the football game. Looking up into the stands, I can see the support from all the student section fans and how proud they are of the team they are supporting. I see a loud, obnoxious yelling fool, he obviously thinks he is the coach. There is also the guy that is sitting down not cheering but patiently watching to see if the team is going to come through or not. Differences surround the football field, and that is what makes up the crowd…

It was a cold night in Linesville Valley. The sky was a very dark blue and calm, with a few sparkling stars. There were no birds chirping, no cars roaming the old streets. Downtown, many people were in the large Quentin’s Movie House, watching the monster movies Them! and The Beast from 20,000 Fathoms. Suddenly, a sound was heard. It wasn’t some cheap fifties’ gimmick; it was something real. It was heard by everyone in town. Families tried to adjust the antennae of their static-stricken sets.…

Talking to oneself needs not be seen as a sign of lunacy or bizarre behavior anymore. Third-person monologue could become a useful strategy for emotional management according to a team of researchers in Michigan, USA. Apparently, people do a better job of controlling their emotions when they talk to themselves in the third person than talking in the first person. This was the first study to document this phenomenon. The research had financial support from the John Temple Foundation and the…

life. Cyrano reacts to this somewhat snide remark in an outraged and disgusted manner, as he feels that, for an artist to have a successful life, one must become a “leaching vine”, and abandon one’s individuality and intellect. Following his harsh vociferation and ridicule towards the tribulations that one…

Emma Thibeault Gender and Culture October 26, 2017 Some people say that both male and female babies are raised the same exact way, and in no way different at all. On the other hand, some say that male babies are raised completely different than female babies. Some people also say that male babies get more attention than female babies. So, do male babies get more attention? Are the two genders raised differently? Germaine Greer wrote an essay called “Masculinity” that…