An illustration on my interpretation of the poem by Rita Dove
Sitting in a segregated restaurant- whites sit in the front, coloreds sit in the back. The restaurant had different wait staff for the different races. Zora Hurston: after sitting down in awe “Mr. Hughes, this is a peculiar restaurant. I don’t thing I’ve ever seen such a place that would go as far as different waiter for colored and white folk.” Langston Hughes: “Well Ms. Huston, this is the only restaurant like this on this side of Virginia. It’s amazing how far people will go for segregation.” Hurston: “Mr. Hughes, I’ve traveled with white folk as well as well as read ...
In the story, To Build a Fire the man makes many mistakes in judgment during his journey, which ultimately ended in his death. He repeatedly exposed his skin to the harsh conditions of the -75˚ weather which concluded to him having frostbite. He also was walking on the thin layer of ice that was on the surface of the springs that he fell into which soaked his clothes up to his waist. The man also did not bring anyone to accompany him during his journey but instead brought his husky that ended up being smarter than the man is. The ...
I born as a Mixed American, Born into a Middle class family, Born into what maybe known as the “American Dream”, With both parents and two sisters, I have a lot to fight through. In my time, In my society, Justice, peace, hope, love, None of those things seems achievable, Except maybe in storybooks. When I look at the news or go on the internet, I see people dying, A new high profile court case, A new threat to national security, A new celebrity that is an embarrassment to all. But I am only a product of that, I am one out of many that today’s “America” has produced. Imagine younger generations, Those with the new technologies. Some ...
Life is a bright, long star boulevard, Where you get good, when you work hard. But Life is not a fantasy, or just a love that's shared between thee' It's a battlefield of broken goals, A purple sky with empty souls. The city streets with littered trash, the wild fire left with ash. Falling, hurting, crying, blurting, fearing, slipping, failing, tripping. Lies from fakers, burning heart breakers. Those knocking you down, smiling when you frown. But others tell you keep on going, you try so hard though your steps are slowing. You can't see the future or get a head start, So getting back up is the hardest ...
It seems that we like To look into future With an occasional Glance sideways Like traveling In a train sitting Facing forward, looking Through the window. Past, like ground Moving backwards Doesn't seem to cause Any excitement For a moment when We close our eyes Past gets into motion And keeps rolling by
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You may see me struggle but you won't see me fall. Regardless if I'm weak or not I'm going to stand tall. Everyone says life is easy but truly living it is not. times get hard, people struggle and constantly get put on the spot. I'm going to wear the biggest smile even though I want to cry. I'm going to fight to live even though I'm destined to die. and even though it's hard and I may struggle through it all. you see me struggle...you will NEVER see me fall.
• Think of a real experience you have had that would be hard to forget. Think about what makes it so hard to forget. Tell what happened. Looking back on a childhood filled with events and memories, I find it rather difficult to pick on that leaves me with the fabled. When I was a kid I had so much going on and didn’t listen to a lot of people. So in other words doing my childhood I was hard-headed. One memory that comes to mind belongs to a day of no particular importance. In Atlanta on a hot sunny day I ...
Last summer was where I met my best friends. I went to a summer program called EXPLO and had the time of my life. The camp was located on the old campus of Yale University in New Haven, Connecticut. At this program, I took four classes: political media production, a political science class, lacrosse, and a gender behavior class. The first two classes were the classes that aimed towards what I wanted to do after I graduated college, and the second two classes were for fun and I wanted to do something different from what classes I took during the ...