Professor Powell English 1010 17 September 2012 Personal Essay Over my eighteen years I have had several experiences that have developed the literacy skills that I now have. Most of the experiences were bad though‚ considering I’m not a big fan of writing. However there were a few good experiences that I did have in my literacy journey. There are three experiences in particular that come to mind when I think about my literacy journey. The first was the letter super heros in kindergarten
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Jade Creel K. Haswell AP English-2 3-7-2013 A Walk through the Ocean When glancing through a door‚ a spacious room folds out. Clean none the less‚ but nothing which gives it an eye popping quality. Although it may look mediocre compared to other rooms‚ this room has possession. Light filters into the room from the multiple windows surrounding it. The windows are spotless with no trace of dust‚ heavily veiled with black meshed curtains. Tinting the walls is the colors of sea mist greens
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Writing A Descriptive Essay To write a descriptive essay you first need to choose a character. It may be heroes‚ monsters‚ or none of these. You need to search for a book or poem. After you read the book or poem you choose the character that creates a distinctive impression on you. It may be from major characters to minor characters. You have to focus in the one scene where the character you choose attracted your attention. Use all information you can find from that scene in order to make
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roar of cheers and applause hits my ears—it is a Sunday night football game at the Chiefs. As my aunt and I walk to the gates‚ we are confronted by two massive men patting another down. We get closer to the gate and I hear the clicking of the tickets—a beautiful song in a surprisingly synchronized rhythm. We then walk to our seats fighting our way through the crowded channels of hallways. We find our seats—front row on the 50 yard line—and settle into them. My nose is instantly bombarded with the
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Descriptive Portrait: My Grandmother When I picture my grandmother‚ I envision shiny grey hair‚ bright blue eyes‚ and the softest hands I have every felt. She is 94 years old and has 12 children. Virginia Irene Dill has raised many children‚ and that makes her the strongest person I know. When I walk through the door of her 75 year old home‚ I think of all the pain and joy my grandmother went through there. After so many years‚ our time together was not quite the same as it used to be since ten
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From Link: http://www.freeessayexample.com/2009/11/descriptive-essay.html Descriptive Essay A lot of folks depict paradise as lying on some remote island overlooking a stunning sunset while feeling the sand between their toes. My conception may be somewhat different than most people. I can envision beaming music‚ and people as they frolic. Where the party never stops‚ it keeps going and going like the Energizer bunny. The scenery will be the most divine of anything on this earth‚ more so than
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Kathleen Kent even said herself that "Martha was called the “Queen of Hell” by Cotton Mather‚ Martha was unyielding in her refusal to confess and went to her death rather than join the accused men and women who did so and were spared." (Heretics Daughter‚ WWW). Both Sarah and Martha never believed in the process of the witchcraft and knew that they were not witches‚ while everyone else in the town was terrified and continuing to accuse people of being so. While having a different opinion of the situation
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but by the time I’ve arrived at 4:30 room 220 is already filled with students busily preparing for the show. Costumes begin to disappear from the costume closet and a thin layer of powder and cream makeup appears on the counter. I manage to squeeze my way through the mob of people standing around‚ chatting‚ applying makeup‚ or curling hair and find myself a wonderful seat in front of the mirror. As I sit down I’m overcome with a thick‚ chocking cloud of hairspray. Over the next hour students
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North of Alaska‚ ripples scattered over the water as the small ’u’ shaped trawler glided through the shivering water. As Summer swept through‚ the mountains with the remains of snow enclosed the lake‚ distant from the open sea. A small gulley was the only way to access the unknown feverish water. A thin layer of ice sat clumsily on the cool liquid. As the humble boat pierced through the slender layer of ice‚ it parted with ease leaving a slushy mix on the surface. Calmly‚ the middle aged man walked
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Sledding Once a year winter comes and goes. It’s a time for shorter days and frigid nights. The weekend is here‚ one wakes in the morning and peers out the window and sees just enough glistening white snow to cover the yard and the street ahead. Now it is known that winter has arrived; now it’s time to go sledding. When one takes their first step out of the car in their warm puffy winter coat and toasty mittens‚ the thrill of sledding is already upon them. As soon as they reach the top of
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