Waxing

The ‘When’s the big day?’ question might be following you around irrespective of where you go. Well-meaning questions, advice and concern might put undue pressure on you, making you even more anxious. To add to that, fears about how you will look post-pregnancy and how soon you will recover might bother you. Even though it is easier said than done, relax and enjoy the close bond that you already share with your unborn child. Bask in the attention that your family and friends are showering on you…

Perspectives. Always shifting. Always changing. Our world is full of differing perspectives. Whether it be political, religious, ethical, economical, or, perhaps, perspectives of others and themselves. In particular, we feel shifting perspectives towards belonging. Belonging is like almost a stream of acceptance and self-worth which can flow freely, or be frozen by the icy cold of alterity. We feel belonging or we feel we are different, or altered, because the actions of those around us reflect…

Written Assignment Rationale I decided to focus on a 1949 play written by American playwright Arthur Miller. The story takes place in the United Stated probably in the late 1940s and is a critique of the American Dream. The main character is a salesman Willy Loman, who’s unrealistic dreams affect the whole family: wife Linda and sons Biff and Happy. Eventually Willy dies, Biff leaves the family home, and Happy states that he wants to pursue father’s dreams. I decided to write a goodbye letter…

Every day use and seasonal weather changes can be damaging to the life and luster of your vehicle. Pollen buildup in the spring, the hot and humid temperatures in the summer and cold winter weather can take a toll on your car's appearance and performance. Protecting your car and the investment you've made is critical. You rely on your vehicle for many reasons. Whether it is transportation to work everyday, the means of getting the kids to their games or after-school activities or for…

kept coming and it was getting pretty tiresome seeing yet another Marc Ching weepy snot nose youtube video crying about his soul has been lost but it was for the dogs and my viewers, We read his moronic posts with his lame attempt at, I assume him waxing poetic with his ramblings of how his eyes bled while his anus cries in sorrow into the soft sand of his eternal soul or some other bullshit thesaurus.com stealing pity-me…

Throughout the film, we see Andrew suffering from several nonbizarre delusions. Also, criteria for Schizophrenia were never met. Hallucinations are present, yet functioning is not severely impaired in any way. His disorder does not appear to be due to substance abuse or a general medical condition. Therefore, the disorder that fits best for this character is Delusional Disorder, Persecutory Type. An argument could be made for Psychotic Disorder Not Otherwise Specified; however, I examined…

Junot Diaz’s book This Is How You Lose Her provides an insightful look into the experiences of love and loss, mostly through the eyes of its narrator, Yunior. Within this collection are stories of Yunior’s infidelity and the relationships of those around him; this includes tales of his family’s struggles with their respective partnerships. There is a subtle but evident shift in Yunior’s attitude as these stories progress, turning him into a more rounded character. Though greatly flawed, Yunior’s…

about validity, which is counteracted by Davy’s skepticism toward religion. When Reuben asks Davy, “do you picture God tossing them out there like that or setting them up one by one,” (Enger 225); he quickly dismisses the question, replying “are you waxing poetic on me now,” (Enger 225). Although Reuben and Jeremiah are devoted to religion, Davy’s sarcastic reply to Reuben confirms his skepticism about faith. While Jeremiah survives through faith, Davy’s seeks practicality for survival in the…

Hhmmbb Hhmmbb... "And emperors of Rome... Saints and barbarians... Knights and huguenots... I have witnessed the dawn of an era..." Hhmmbb Hhmmbb Hhmmbb Hhmmbb... "And the dusk of an empire... The drum, didn't miss a beat... I have seen the waxing of the sun... And the waning of the moon..." Hhmmbb Hhmmbb Hhmmbb Hhmmbb... "I have tasted the blood of merchants... And I have borne the tears of…

merely a flight of fancy (citation). While the answer to that question is beyond the scope of this paper, the fact the poem poses the question is entirely within it - in fact, the question is demonstrative of the entire message of the poem. Rather than waxing upon the beauty of the nightingale (which instead remains mysterious, elusive, and then vanishes), or the tree under which the narrator sits - instead, the narrator concentrates the nightingale 's song - and the song is not beautiful, but…