Thanksgiving break story

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Thanksgiving day the family came over. Since everyone was older than 23 everyone brought alcohol. After a while everyone wanted to make drinks so i volunteered to make them for everyone. After a while the first round of drinks were done so people wanted seconds. After the third set of drinks everyone got slightly obnoxious and the loud laughter started and at about 10 'oclock the took the drinks and put them in the fridge. As i was walking upstairs my step sister spilled her wine all over the white carpet. after cleaning it up they all sat on the couch watching music videos. My dad kept asking me what the bands were. He asked me what my chemical romance was 4 times. then he'd ask me what mgmt was and coldplay and linkin park.
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fairy tale examples

The stopped time during the fight is exaggeration

The accordion player is en example of Incongruity

The reversal is the princess saving the hero and fighting for herself

The parody is the robin hood character and how he is portrayed as a semi villainous character

Visit With A Veteran

I visited with a veteran that was involved in World War II. The veteran i visited with and interviewed talked about how the Americans decoded German and Japanese codes that were sent between troops. He talked about how the Germans always would put "hail Hitler" or "hail Hirohito" which is how they began to decipher the messages that were being sent back and fourth and who was sending them. He told the group that he was on the squad that helped to decipher the messages and his experiences with World War II.

"I want a wife..." Questions

1. Does this essay have an explicitly stated thesis? If so, what is it? If you believe the thesis is implied, paraphrase it in your own words.

The thesis is about how the author believes that men want the perfect wife and want no responsibility to go with it. a wife that takes care of everything for him and takes all responsibility for the husbands needs and her own.


2. Throughout the essay, Brady repeats the words “I want a wife.” What is the effect of this repetition?

The effect of this repetition is that it shows how in the late 1900's a wife was thought of as more of a housekeeper, lover, and nanny than a true companion and i believe that she repeats the phrase "i want a wife" to personify the male thinking of how a wife should be and it sheds light on all the men who didn't think of their wife as a companion, rather thought of a wife as a personal secretary or nanny.

3. Brady never uses the personal pronouns he or she to refer to the wife she defines. Why not?

she doesn't use the pronoun "she" to explain what a wife should do because its a double meaning as to what a husband should do to help out to. She wants to get across that a wife or "she" shouldn't be the one to have to do everything.

4. Do you think Brady really wants the kind of wife she describes—does this ideal spouse actually exist? Explain why you think Brady wrote this essay.

I Think she wrote this essay to personify male thinking of how a wife should encompass all the things men used to think a woman should do for him, and some that still do. She wrote this satirical piece to show the true senselessness of how much women were expected to do and show just how much they were wanted to do in day to day life. Again acting as more of a nanny, housekeeper, and personal secretary (whatever that may encompass) and nothing like an actual loved equal.

5. How does Brady define what it means to be a “wife”? How does she organize the many services a wife provides her husband and family? What do you think of Brady’s characterization of a wife and her responsibilities? How do you think she wants her readers to respond to this characterization? Why?

Brady defines a wife as basically a servant to men and how they personally thought a wife should do everything for them. She organises the services a wife provides for a husband in order of work to social servitude to personal servitude and everything else he shouldn't have to do on his own. i think that the way Brady characterises a wife makes her seem like an actual slave to her husband and a servant to his friends and his responsibility. I Believe she wants people to see that the way men think of women acts similar to the chains of dis empowerment women have felt for centuries. She wants to show how the amount of work a woman is expected to do and the freedom she is expected to give up and the freedom that men thought they should have is absurd. She phrases it this was to get across just how truly sexist the general thinking of a woman used to be and still is in some places.

6. Write a letter to Brady responding to “I Want a Wife.” Let her know what you admire or don’t admire about the essay and the extent to which you consider it effective and/or persuasive.

Dear Judy Brady (Syfers),

I loved your essay of "I want a wife." The satire of the whole piece really portrays how women are thought of as more of servants than an equal and a companion. I love the use of actions used to describe how the original thinking of i wife really was.

This essay was really interesting to read and i'm glad you wrote this. i was really excited that someone actually brought all this to light in a way thats obviously satirical and fun to read yet it still made a point and a great one at that. It was fun to read and interpret.

7. Write your own piece entitled “I Want a/an X.” You can use Brady’s essay as a model, and in the process, imitate some of her stylistic techniques. Or, alternatively, write an essay about the role of a “wife” in the early twenty-first century, explaining how a wife’s responsibilities complement and are complemented by those of a spouse.

I belong to that classification of people known as wives. I am A Wife. (brady)
Not too long ago a female friend of mine appeared on the scene fresh from a recent divorce. (brady) The kids were with her, of course, but while we were talking over coffee, we started to dream up the perfect husband.
I want a husband that drinks beer all day. I want a husband that comes home late smelling like beer after a hard days work. I want a husband that works so hard every day he comes home and falls immediately to sleep. I want a husband that sleeps all day during the weekends. I want a husband that will spend every weekend night at a friends house to play poker all night. I want a husband that thinks about other women, and constantly flirts with other women around him. I want a husband that dreams of encounters with other women. I want a husband that will spend free time in the garage building projects to improve the home for. I want a husband that mows the lawn every week. I want a husband that will collect every power tool from home improvement stores. I want a husband that will pile clothing on the floor until the floor isn't visible. I want a husband that will spend all day on Sunday's watching football and screaming at the television. I want a husband that forgets anniversaries, birthdays, and plans. I want a husband that will teach future generations of husbands to act like a husband should act.

Halloween story :)

Frankie and elise were getting ready for their first halloween together. Elise was getting ready in her disco zombie costume and frankie was getting ready in his vampire costume. They were supposed to met up between their houses at the local cemetary. As frankie sat against the cold stone columns leading into the cemetary, he checked the clock on his phone. Elise was about 15 minuets late, like always. After returning his phone to his pocket, he heard a suspicious noise coming from the cemetary behind him. Slowly he turned to face the erie noise that came from behind him. As he turned, he came face to face with the hot pink sequins of 70's headband. Freaked out Frankie screamed and earshatteringly high shriek. Then once reality set in he was relieved to see that it was elise he let out of breath of relief and started laughing hysterically. Once the nightly charades were over, they headed on their way. Upon turning to leave the cemetary Frankie saw a mysterious figure leaning against the large oak tree in the center of the cemetary.

"Hey elise, is that guy with you?"

"oh you mean the guy against the tree? no he was here visiting a grave or something."

"Then why's he staring at us?"

"Well you did just scream louder than humanly possible."

"yeah well what ever lets just get out of here, he's really creepy."

As frankie and elise walked away they heard the footsteps of heavy metal boots dragging behind them.

" okay elise thats enough you got me pretty good last time."

Elise turned to frankie, "thats not me.."

Frankie and elise turned around the gloomy figure loomed behind them. A glint of blinding silver in the moonlight flashed before their eyes. Before elise could blink the mysterious figure lunged foward and plunged the silver dagger into frankie's chest. Completely horrified elise stood frozen infront of the dark figure. As she stood frozen in fear trying to comprehend what just happened she slowly starting recognizing the features of the mad man that had just killed her boyfriend. it looked alot like frankie's best friend paul. before she knew what was happening she felt arm's around her shoulders, and a small whisper echoed through the dead air.

"gotcha."

Letter from a birmingham jail [King, jr.]

1. They say: His activities are "unwise and untimely''
1. He says: He's in Birmingham because injustice is there.

2. They say: his demonstrations are deplorable
2. He says: "...racial injustice engulfs this community."

3. They say: numerical or power majority forces minority groups to obey
3. He says:sometimes a law is just on its face and unjust in its application

4. They say: his actions, though peaceful, must be condemned because they precipitate violence.
4. He says: federal courts have consistently affirmed it is wrong for an individual to cease his efforts for constitutional rights because it may precipitate violence.

5. They say: his actions were extreme
5. He says: oppressed people cannot remain oppressed forever.

"They say; I say" exercises 1, and 2

1. Violence in movies, music, and video games is often perceived as negatively influential to young perceptions of the world. So much so, that they say the youth is inclined to act on the influences they perceive in the violent video games. The general public sees violence in video games and movies as a gateway to actual violence in real life. However, the majority of teenagers that indulge in violent video games, are impacted far less than the public realises. Mostly, when youth or even young adults play video games, it is used merely as entertainment, and nothing more. On the contrary, most youth that participate in listening to violent music or violent video games are unaffected and know that the violence portrayed in the games and movies result in severe consequences if acted upon. For the truth, the games show, that as a result of the mindless violence, there are consequences for the actions they've chosen to pursue.

2. In the introduction to "They say/ I say": The Moves That Matter in Academic Writing, Gerald Graff and Cathy Birkenstein, provide templates to designed to make academic writing argument easier to accomplish easier to understand. Specifically, graff and birkenstein argue that the types of writing templates they offer

Three Essays

Seeing With The Heart

When i first read the title of this essay i assumed it would be about acceptance, however, i did not expect that it would be about a mother and a child. As the writer explains how far she's come in truely feeling connected to her adopted daughter, it really makes me understand what seeing with the heart truely means. As she tells about her experiecnes of when she's questioned about her daughter's heritage and about the family ties and connections i can see very clearly that she see's no difference in skin color or heritage, she see's a child that has brought her love, as well as the child being deeply loved. The Author's responses to the questions people ask her about her daughter, alone tell an entire story of how much love she has for her adopted daughter and how her heart sees the daughter and if it were her own child.

The Choice to be Stronger

The author's experience with drinking is a very personal one, but somehow while reading this essay i felt similar to the pain and guilt she felt after losing her nephew to alcohol. When the author tells about the drunken nights and all the horrible side effects of what the drinking did to her, its quite shocking that she went throught all that while being a mother. The essay was extremely shocking and eye opening. I completely agree with her ending statement as well. Though her circumstances where totally undesirable, she learned from the pain and guilt and used it to stay sober. I feel like she's proof that "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

The Perfume of Love

This essay is a beautiful story about a never ending love the Authors parents have for eachother. I loved this story and i have always been someone that believes in true love and that if it's true love it can survive anything. this story proves that her parents were truly in love and that nothing will change that. set at odds from the start they overcame all of that and an everlasting symbol of her fathers love for her mother is the perfume he always bought her to show that he would forever love her no matter what happened to them. its a very sweet story.

Followed

As Amy watched the coarse surface of the concrete sidewalk pass beneath her feet, block after block, void of attention to her surrounding, and her emanate fate.

Flashing back the night’s events, Amy replayed the scenario repeatedly in her head. At the time, spending her twenty first birthday with her parents seemed like a great idea. She figured that telling her parents she wanted to take a semester off to travel would have received a better reaction than the loud, outraged rant that the entire restaurant overheard. To Amy, their reasoning was moot at best, she…all of the sudden Amy’s mental fog broke, and she saw the deeply maroon colored Buick pull up beside her. Amy could feel her pulse quicken, and her heart started beating faster. She stopped to see if the car would keep going, hoping it was only a distracted driver with bad timing pulling up next to her. As her beaten up converse slowed to a stop on the jagged concrete sidewalk, she heard the one thing she was hoping she would not hear. As she slowed to a stop, she heard the squealing of the tires against the break pads. Immediately her body stiffened, her legs locked her into place despite her screaming thoughts to run as fast as her body would allow. She let out a slow steady breathe, amidst the night chill causing a warm steam to flow from her mouth. She turned her head to the side to try to get a better look at her follower. Before her eyes could even turn backward, she heard the car door open, then shut with a thud. The last thing she heard was feet hitting the black road before she fainted.

Stairs

I've always been a complete believer in karma. Usually if i am joking around with my friends and something sounds mean, it'll come back to bite me. And usually in a painful way, but it always comes off a funny. In ninth grade, after second period World studies, and not paying attention for fifty minuets of war discussion, my friends and i were walking to third period english class. The doors covering the stair ways were thick and metal and only had a small window to see who was coming and going and none of us were tall enough to see through the window because it was so high up on the door. One of my friends was walking towards the door trying to open it and because none of us were tall enough to see through, she got hit in the face with the door because no one saw her either. I everyone laughed and she got embarrased to but she was a good sport about it. After it happened i called her a dork, jokingly of course, but that was enough for my amazing karma to kick in. Not even thirty seconds later once we got through the heavy metal doors, with minimal bruises, i tripped up the stairs. Everyone on the stair case at the time saw, yet again, another graceful act of mine. My friends all laughed but helped me up. The friend i had called a dork laughed at me and helped me up then called me a dork. All was back in balance, i guess.

Short Story #2

Once when my friends and i went to the movie, being the obnoxious teenagers, we weren't paying attention and were running all over the place. Scooting around with the rolling chairs in the movie theaters and laughing louder than we should have been. The movie ended early and no one wanted to go home until we had to on a Saturday night so we played in the arcade and ran around for a little bit. After playing games for a little while and annoying everyone around us we decided to play a game of tag. Once it was my turn to tag someone else i passed on the role of chaser to my best friend and she chased me into the bathroom, laughing hysterically. Everyone followed and watched my most graceful fall yet. As i ran into the bathroom i slipped in a puddle of water next to a wet floor sign and knocked the sign down. Every one saw, yet again, another textbook display of my gracefulness. After everyone was done laughing my friend helped me up, tagged me again, and the game resumed. About fifteen minuets later our parents got there and we told them the story. They looked so proud.

CHAIR

The day seemed to be like any other normal middle school day. As the periods rolled the day seemed unimportant and unmemorable, however, i was sadly mistaken.

When sixth period band practice had finally come the day finally seemed like it was coming to a close without any major incidents. Band class passed by as it did every day. We went through our daily warm up with the musical scales then we meticulously practiced until the entire band was red in the face. Maybe that should have been a little foreshadowing. As the teacher concluded class with the our daily announcement about up coming concerts we were to preform in, we started packing up our instruments and cleaning them out. While walking back towards the band lockers to put my clarinet away i bumped into a seemingly lifelike chair and stupidly appologizing and thinking it was a person. When i turned to face the "person" i had just smacked in the face, my clarinet case hit the music stand next the chair and it hit the one next to it and so on until all the music stands were no longer standing. And it only made sense that the loud crashing of the metal stands hitting the floor would echo. And while all attention was on me from the loud crashing, totally embarassed, i turned to walk away and tripped over the chair beside the one i had originally smacked and tumbled backwards into the wall behind me. And because my friends were so encouraging they started the mass of hysterical laughter. The entire band saw my display of grace. The teachers even joined in on the loud roaring of laughter that echoed from the band room.

Ten Abilities

• I'm Compassionate

Being compassionate will help me to connect with others.

• I'm strong willed

Being strong willed will help me to stand firm on issues i truely believe in.

• I'm Open minded

Being open minded will help me to understand other points of view to better my own.

• I'm Creative

Being creative is helpful for when i'm stuck on a project and need to make it stand out from all the others.

• I'm Goal Oriented

I can get things done on time and meet deadlines easily

• I'm Determined

Determination helps me get what i want out of my life and makes me strive for what i want most.

• I'm Opinionated

I'll share my ideas with others to help them better their own.

• I'm Charismatic

Being charismatic helps when meeting new people and helps in making relationships more connected

• I'm resourceful

Resourcefullness helps when in tough situations to help get yourself or others out of the situation

• I'm self motivated

Being self motivated will help me get my goals and jobs done without someone having to lead me or guide me

Helen Keller Response

Honestly I've always wondered about how she learned to read if she couldn't hear or see things.
After reading the narrative i understood a lot more about how she learned to write.
It also made me understand how long it would have taken and how aggravating it must have been to have to learn it all without being able to see what it was and understand how it works.
It really shows how patient she must have been to slowly learn everything.
It shows how brave she really was to take on the challeges she faced