Mum could not understand how she could have brought such a classic case of a scared cat into this world. According to her, when I was born, I was one of those smiling, good-natured babies who would not cry or whimper and would sleep the whole night through. She herself had a peaceful confinement month unlike her colleagues who were kept on their toes the whole night. This made her to be so pleased with me. But immediately after my first birthday, there was a drastic change where I became the most irritable one-year-old monster. I cried at the slightest whim, at even the softest whisper. I whimpered when the lights were switched off, I wanted darkness and brightness was my forsworn enemy. The electricity bill rocketed with my unreasonable demands to have lights in every room. Mum and Dad despaired. They prayed it was a passing phase but the nightmare continued into my kindergarten years too. Grandma had to be my constant companion when I first attended kindergarten and she had to follow me everywhere I went. Even the teasing and boos of my little brave companions did not shame me in the least. I was just plain scared to be alone, without a familiar face, although there was twenty other chubby cherubic faces who were sheer daredevils. When I turned seven and was enrolled in co-ed school, my parents had practically to drag me, with hands and legs bound, to school. In those days, there were no rules of child abuse and they escaped scot-free. To make matters worse, I was sandwiched between a dark skinned Indian girl with white teeth and fair-skinned brown haired Chinese lass. Could you imagine the horror that haunted my first year in post kindergarten? My parents just ignored my complaints, protests and tears in the mornings and I had to be in school, rain or shine. An unforgettable incident occurred when the mischievous child in the class sneaked a black harmless spider down my collar. I was paralysed with fear, my face turned...
...Ken wasmy voice teacher. I never admired anyone more than him. He meant the world to me. It would be safe to say that we did not have a typical teacher/student relationship. Iwas infatuated with him. He was tall dark and had the voice of an angel. But he was eleven years older than Iwas, and he wasmy teacher. I learned from him, I confided in him, and I trusted him. I never pictured myself being with him. I never dreamt he would think of me as a 'woman' and not just a love-stricken seventeen year-old vocal student.
When I began my lessons with Ken, they took place at school, but then somewhere down the line, he wanted them to be at his house. He was the teacher, and Iwas told that you never argued with what the teacher had to say. Our next lesson, I showed up at his house at 1:00 sharp, ready to sing. I had never been to his house before, and Iwas a little nervous about seeing it. However, when he opened the door and greeted me with his cute little smile, I knew there was nothing to be nervous about. We started our lesson by singing a few songs for fun (we always sang...
What was the most important reason for the abolition of the slave trade?
Slavery dates back as far as ancient times when Egyptians and Romans kept slaves. Since the 15th century, the slave trade was introduced, where Europeans captured Africans to make a profit and were shipped abroad to work in Europe. Of course, the conditions the Slaves were kept in were terrible and in some cases, when they were being transported overseas, Slaves that became weary or sick, were thrown overboard alive. This went on until finally in 1807, the slave trade was abolished by the British Parliament. By law, it had become illegal to trade slaves – however owning them was still legal. In 1833. Slavery itself in Britain became illegal. Slavery was abolished due to many different factors such as petitions, individual campaigners and the working class. In this essay I will be discussing the many factors that affected the slave trade.
Individual Campaigners such as William Wilberforce were extremely important to the abolition of the slave trade. Without people like him dedicating his life to one thing and protesting with extreme determination, opposition would not have risen without their continuous persuasion. I believe people like Wilberforce triggered any idea of abolition of the slave trade. Wilberforce was a MP for Hull and later represented for Yorkshire. Although not as well...
...My Culture Is MyOwn
This I Believe
Throughout my life, I have encountered many relentless conflicts with both direct and indirect family members. Many of these arguments were linked to my association with my culture and its timeless traditions.
I am an Arab, yet I am a stranger to the Middle East. I am an Arab, yetI can barely speak the language. I am an Arab, yet Iwas born in the American Midwest and raised underneath the liberal skies of the Montreal metropolis. I am an Arab, yet I have often felt as if I did not belong. However, my mother is Arab, my father is Arab, and so therefore, by techniques of cultural association, I necessarily equate to an Arab of the purest blood.
There was a time where this would shame or embarrass me. Being of Middle Eastern descent, even if you are not Muslim, comes with the burden of having to hear everyone’s negative comments and complaints. The crimes we are being punished for were committed by a small group of individuals, yet we are all subjected to the consequent discrimination. Iwas reluctant to voice my cultural identity to new acquaintances if not directly...
...whole, the novel follows the basic rules of realism.
Humor worked best where a more serious presentation of the general practices of religion during that time (and even up to present time) would have given the novel a darker and pessimistic tone.
Rizal’s description of the lavish fiesta showed the comic antics at church and the ridiculous expense for one day of festivities.
TONE: The superstitious and hypocritical fanaticism of many who consider themselves religious people; the ignorance, corruption, and brutality of the Filipino civil guards; the passion for gambling unchecked by the thought of duty and responsibility; the servility of the wealthy Filipino towards friars and government officials; the ridiculous efforts of Filipinos to dissociate themselves from their fellowmen or to lord it over them--all these are ridiculed and disclosed. Nevertheless, Rizal clearly implies that many of these failings are traceable to the misguided policy of the government and the questionable practices of the friars.
TITLE: "Noli me tangere" is a Latin phrase that Rizal took from the Bible, meaning "Touch me not." In John 20:13-17, the newly-risen Christ says to Mary Magdalene: "Touch me not; I am not yet ascended to my Father, but go to my brethren, and say unto them I ascend unto my Father and your Father, and to my God and your God."
STORY/CONTENT: The first of two...
Many authors and directors write about the things they are passionate about, have knowledge and experience in or have a fundamental issue they want to raise. The purpose of this inquiry is to answer the question, does living in significant settings, time periods or personal experiences of the authors influence and/or develop their work? This report will go on to examine whether the following authors work was influenced and/or developed by them growing up in a significant setting or time period. The chosen authors are Larry Watson, George Orwell, Kurt Vonegut, J.G Ballard and director …….. From these authors I chose to study the five texts, Montana 1948, By Larry Watson, 1948, By George Orwell, Slughter House Five, By Kurt Vonegut, Empire Of The Sun, By J.G Ballard and the visual text Rendition directed by ………. Evidence from these texts will be used to process information by way of three questions. How did the time period the author was born and grew up in influence or have an affect on their writing? How does the location the author was born and lived in have an effect on their writing? How does the writers personal life and experiences have an effect on their writing? These three questions are formulated to give a comprehensive understanding of the authors and the effects of personal experience on their writing.
Text-One, Montana 1949, By Larry Watson.
Question one- How does the writers...
...I Knew This WasMy Moment
Iwas sitting on a chair, tied up, in an isolated cabin. I felt very weary as I had just opened my eyes after a deep sleep. I had no idea of my sleeping hours, days or even months! It was damp and frosty inside the place. This wood cabin, if I were to use one word to describe it would be ‘UNKEMPT’! Spider webs clouded every corner, refuse scattered all over, hordes of flies buzzing around it, scavenging for sustenance. A pungent smell arose from a stale, discarded, half-eaten sandwich.
The last thing I remembered wasmy kidnapping by two people on bike as Iwas returning home from the market. I recalled vague visages, trying to visualize their appearances … I could just hear a husky voice echoing in my head and caught a grumpy appearance – his large nose, his smirk and his wide eyes. I could not recall the second person’s appearance. After my kidnapping, I did not know anything and everything (for me) had faded into the haze of dreams and doubt.
Now, my lips felt dry as if water had not touched them for months and my body was half numb. I had a...
...“I knew this wasmy moment.”
“Dear diary,” I started to write on one of the blank pages of my diary. For the past
few months, my diary has been my only companion. These pages are where I write my
stories and let my imagination run free while I pour my heart out on each page. I continued
to write. “I’ve decided that, for today’s diary entry, I’ll write a story. A story I have never
had the courage to write. But lately, it is all I have been thinking about. I need to get it out of
my head and set it free, so here goes.” I took a deep breath before I continued to write.
“She heard the same words over and over again. “Useless. That’s what you are!
Nothing but a hopeless creature.” That’s what everyone would say to her. Ana was
continuously hurt. Bullied, abused, and completely uncared for. She couldn’t help the fact
she was born that way. The doctors told my parents that she was what you call ‘a miracle
baby’. In spite of the fact that she was born with a defect in her brain, my parents did not
care. Her “friends” didn’t care either. Then again, she would behave strangely at times and
randomly drop to the ground because...
...Abortion and MyOwn Thoughts
February 12, 1997
What would it be like to die so young and so fragile? What would it be
like to kill something so young and so fragile? Abortion, in my definition, is
the taking of a life. Now it is hard for me to sit here and type this paper
when I know good and well that if my daughter or wife were ever raped I would
want whateverwas inside of them out -- immediately. I think that to take the
life of an unborn just because the couple involved were too lazy to use
contraceptives, is immature and quite horrid. In this informative paper, you as
a reader will come to understand the facts on abortion and then understand where
Let us begin. According to US Abortion data provided in 1995 by Planned
Parenthood, there were 1.8 million first trimester abortions, 180 thousand
second trimester abortions, and about four thousand required Hysterotomies. Now
according to these figures we, as the United States, killed/aborted 1,984,000
fetus'. Sure we could keep down the increase in our population at this rate,
but where would we be emotionally? Speaking from a "my" point of view, I
wouldn't get to far. I enjoy children profusely and thinking that there are 1.9
million children less in the world every year sends shivers down my...