Vacation to remember On a beautiful day in July‚ the sun shone brightly above the ocean where a sail boat leisurely floated. A pirate‚ named Nabarun who is the captain of his own boat‚ along with his friend Paandu were sailing on the coast of Vancouver. Nabarun and Paandu had come from India and had been best friends for 10 years; they had big dreams of travelling the world together because Nabarun was a pirate and owned his own sail boat which made it easier for them to travel and see family
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Friday‚ December 24‚ 8:40 a.m. Christmas Eve - today’s going to be insane. When I got up this morning‚ it was snowing heavily. The sight made me tingle with excitement. Pumping with adrenaline‚ I fixed myself a cup of water and took a quick wash. I lay down on my snug bed pondering over what to put down for my Christmas list... Life was hard here in Serbia ever since my mum died. Nothing was the same. No more clean water‚ no electronic luxuries and a huge shortage of money. I had to often help
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The Chapel I sat in was lined with wooden pews‚ unadorned as befitted the sombre mood. Inside the atmosphere was oppressive and a faint mustiness hung in the air. I was vaguely aware of the murmurs and rustlings of the other mourners as they took their seats. I dabbed my eyes with the hanker-chief as the deeply moving and melancholy chords of “Amazing Grace” began to filter through the stony walls. Ahead of the pews the mahogany casket was polished to a glossy shine and adorned with pale pink
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One by one‚ the raindrops fell onto my head as I looked out onto the front yard‚ eagerly waiting for the postman to make his delivery. Feeling my hair drenched and frizzing up didn’t make me flinch as it usually did. There was only one thing that could summon that feeling. In the distance I could start to hear the grumble of the postman’s bike. As my ears twitched to the nearing of the roaring sound‚ I immediately got up off the veranda and paced towards the front gate. It was only a minute later
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Ivan Tellez Eng. 102 Professor Moore 10/28/10 Characterization Essay Amy Tan’s “Two Kinds” explains a lifestyle a Chinese family begins in America. The family consists of a mother and a daughter. The mother is a hard worker and did a lot to come to America‚ but her daughter is not doing much to stand out and is wasting an opportunity in America. Gish Jen’s “Who’s Irish” tells the story of a sixty-eight-year-old Chinese immigrant and her struggle to accept other cultures different from her own
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A curious child asked his mother: “Mommy‚ why are some of your hairs turning grey?” The mother tried to use this occasion to teach her child: “It is because of you‚ dear. Every bad action of yours will turn one of my hairs grey!” The child replied innocently: “Now I know why grandmother has only grey hairs on her head.” :mrgreen: Wrong email address: A couple going on vacation but his wife was on a business trip so he went to the destination first and his wife would meet him the next
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In Amy tans short stories Rules of the Game‚ Fish Cheeks‚ and Two Kinds use themes concerning the boundaries and relationships between mothers and daughters. Asian culture‚ particularly Chinese culture plays an important role in all three short stories‚ giving the traditional conflicts an interesting plot. Amy tans short stories mainly describe the troubles and tension between Chinese immigrant mothers and their Americanized daughters through their shared adventures in an entertaining way. The daughters
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Gary Torry English II July 16‚ 2013 Drill or No Drill? The National Artic Wildlife Refuge (NAWR) is home to many animals‚ such as: moose‚ caribou‚musk oxen‚wolves‚foxes‚ grizzlies‚ polar bears‚ and migratory birds. Leaders in the oil industry‚ however‚ believe that the refuge is the perfect site for the “environmentally sensitive exploration” of oil. Environmentalists are wondering: What will become of
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Chapter 1 Mom’s word stuck me like a lightning bolt. I was so shocked that I forgot to give reaction to what I had just heard. Maybe because a part of me still believed this couldn’t be true. Well‚ was it a joke? I looked back into mom’s eyes. She was still looking at me with pitiful look in her eyes‚ which showed me sympathy. I wanted to ask her if she was joking‚ but then I realised it would be hard to bear the pain if she said no. Instead I wanted for her to say something else or give a reaction
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Once upon a time there was a boy laid in a corner of a dark room‚ he was alone and silent. The only noise was that of footsteps which entered the room. "Macro! Get up you swine" said the man. His voice was very deep and menacing. He wore a redcap with a dark green army suit‚ again he shouted and the boy slowly rose from the floor. “We know that you are involved with a gang of villains called the Mad Catz but where IS your secret layer?!!” screamed the man impatiently “I don’t work with them
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