response to wives

1 The thesis was implied and I believe it is that the wives are expected to do a lot and get nothing out of it.

2 The repetitions create a stronger point for her.

3 She doesn't want a wife like that and the ideal wife she describes doesn't actually exsist.

4 She defines a wife by describing the life of one but exagerated. She organizes the services from less common activities to more common in years past. Her characterization of a wife is long winded but it shows what people want but that it is immpossible for a wife to do that. She wants her readers to relize that this woman doesn't exsist a wife may have some of these characteristics but not all, and they should give wives more credit then they get.

5 I want a wife was a some what eye opening read for me because it let me see all the things that wives have expected of them and what they try to do. To be a wife is a hard task to handle proved by your writing. It was a very pressuasive read for me and changed my thoughts on wives. The way that women are thought to do all of the things expected is not what it should be it should be that the women and the men share these duties. This is an ever changing soceity so men need to expect less and help more.

james thurber

The little girl and the wolf was one of my favorites because it had a unexpected ending and the wolf got shot. It surprised me that the little girl had an automatic. Thurber used little red riding hood as a basis and made fun of it.

The bear was another favorite because when he changed what happened didn't change. It surprised me that a bear got drunk. Thurber is making fun of the people who turn their lifes around but the same things keep happening even though they are different. There was no basis story.

fable summary

The Wolf and the Horse 
A wolf tries to be nice to a horse but in the past the wolf had been evil so the horse didn't trust the wolf.

Moral of Aesops Fable: Men of evil reputation, when they perform a good deed, fail to get credit for it.

The Hare and the TortoiseThe hare is smug and says he can beat anyone in a race then he loses to a turtle because of his ego. Moral of Aesops Fable: Plodding wins the race.

The Cock and the Jewel
A cock found a jewel but wanted to find food instead.
Moral of Aesops Fable: Be content with your life

The Ass's Brains 
A lion sets up a trap and kills an ass a fox eats the brain then the lion's like dude where are the brains and the fox was like dude he had none.
Moral of Aesops Fable: Wit has always an answer ready

The Bundle of Sticks 
A man tells his kids to break a bundle of sticks alone they can't but together they could.
Moral of Aesops Fable: Union gives strength

The One-Eyed Doe
The doe tried to out smart the hunters then got shot.
Moral of Aesops Fable: You cannot escape your fate
The Man and His Two Wives 
A man with two wifes went bald because his wifes tried to make his hair the color they wanted.
Moral of Aesops Fable: Yield to all and you will soon have nothing to yield

The Eagle and the Arrow 
An eagle gets shot with an arrow that has it's own feathers on it.
Moral of Aesops Fable: We often give our enemies the means for our own destruction.

The Fisher
A man played bagpipes by the river then threw a net in and caught fish. Now when he plays the fish jump into the net.
Moral of Aesops Fable: When you are in a man's power you must do as he bids you

The Two Pots
Two pots float down a river the brittle one trys to stay away from the strong one.
Moral of Aesops Fable: The strong and the weak cannot keep company

fairy tale poem

The mouse is torturing a lion because the lion ate themouses family. The mouse uses it's brain to trick the lion into a net and eats the lions brains.

The lion should eat the woman in the pink dress. This lion is an amazing pet the woman thought but would this in turn be a mistake.

A sailor lost in the sea floating, pulled where ever the current wants. When a mermaid saves him from the endless drifting.

The grass hopper gives a concert

The Poem
A woman walking down the street singing to the beat of her own feet delievering food when a fairy joins in. As she's walking towards her last delievery the fairy lifts her of her feet and started to fly away. The woman dropped the food and it made it to the needed spot. The girl thought this is a great thing to have a fairy that can help with work. As they flew through the night sky there where beautiful sights, the cities lights from a far, the wildlife flying or walking around. Suddenly other fairys flew towards her. They weren't the small little fairy that she first met, they were her size if not sightly bigger they all were carrying a human or some sort of animal with them. She looked ahead to see a giant mountian where the fairys were taking them. As they entered the mountian see saw a gaint bein turning out to be a fairy, he was frightening. The littler fairys gave the animals or humans to him. The gaint fairy ate the animals whole but with the humans he only ate the arms and legs. He started to eat the womans arms and legs as she screamed and passed out from the pain. Then when her arms and legs were gone he threw her back to the village she was delievering in. When the villagers woke up they found her splattered all over the road.

A little girl walking in the forest getting chased by rabid dogs. she runs as fast as she can then pulls her aka-47 and kills them all.

Alice is getting mad with the mad hatter because he wouldn't pass the tea the rabbit is just a little bunny who likes to talk too much.

A large man doesn't know what he has gotten into when little people like 4 inches tall pin and tie him to the ground. All because he ate some of their food.

A woman was trying to get into bed but the mattresses were stacked too high she had to grab a ladder but it clearly to tall she climbed to the top a jump into bed which turned out to bounce her of then she decided to not jump just climb to the needed spot.

This woman has a rather odd talent she can control animals while singing.

vday

This day I have senior composition

Wishing to be home in bed slumbering

Making every task a competition

On the keyboard my fingers lumbering

My eye lids feel like lead anvils falling

The blood of my friends falling on the floor

My gaming prowess needs more installing

Winning all the games gets me a high score

The high score is nice and maybe a keeper

A girl gave me a run for my titles

Too bad she got taken by the reaper

In the hospital she had no vitals

Years later she arose as a zombie

Trys to eat brains wearing abercrombie

This I believe

Essay 1- Sprinting past the finish line
         I agree with the essay because cross country is a very grueling sport and to sprint to the finish line is one of the most rewarding things to do in the sport. And even if you don't do well at least you tried your hardest.

Essay 2- The wonders of the future
         The future holds many things for us to imagine. There are connections between people made by the ideas of new inventions and shows about the future. The only reason for the connections is because the two or more people want the idea to become real so they can expearence it for themselfs.

Essay 3-I believe in hula-hooping
         This is an interesting story which it doesn't really put an impression on me. It just tells me a woman lost wieght and got into a special community by hula hooping, you can to the with any activity you just have to look hard enough. So this is just a good wieght loss story in my eyes.

Essay 4-The key to a long life
         It is interesting that the man who wrote this used facts to back up his opinion unlike anyone else's essay on this site whose essays i've read. I like this because he is telling you that people can help the selves live longer with happy and up beat activities. This is one of the better and well thought out essays.

Action words

Foot tapping

        As the clock ticked closer and closer to the end of the school year, I was getting impatient, yet there was the excitement flowing through every single one of the kids. My impatience grew larger like an ever expanding balloon, making my body move with quick short repetitive motions. Hearing a tapping on the ground became rhythmic and other kids joined me. The Teacher yells “Stop doing that it’s getting annoying”. Our feet stopped.

Slap

        Sitting in front of a computer concentrated on getting to the next level in the game I hear foot steps approaching. I ignore them because my work for the class is done. Suddenly I feel a hand strike the back of my head for my teacher had slapped the back of my head. She yelled “ why are you playing that game again?”

random thoughts

A brown object dashes across the floor toward the refrigerator. It stops at the edge and turns out to be a mouse. I will name him squishy. Squishy is always trying to get food from around the house but a gray and white cat tries to stop his. The cat shall be named Captain Jillian Morgenstern the 2 ½.

 Following behind squishy, Captain is so exuberant that the mouse is attracted by the delicious food, but he will be the Captain’s food. Someone is also hungry, hungry like a wolf, a strong eagle whose name is Hunter. Hunter is flying around the refrigerator, he wonders who will be his food?

Frantically Hunter searched the large room for food with his hawk like eyes, starving his tummy bubbling like a witches cauldron, Hunter knew he would not be able to go on much longer with out food, when all of the sudden the wall and the far room of the house explode like diahrrea flows from a childs bottom, with smoke and dust, bricks flying everywhere, wooden beams sored though the air taking out the cat Captain Jillian Morgenstern the 2 ½, crashing through the window as the smoke clears I saw nothing but sand, dirt and dust.  Where was squishy!! I can not find him anywhere "Squishy where are you" I yell. I search under ply wood, broken chairs and collapsed tables.  Finally I find him, as I lift up a tarnished piece of furniture my brown little object was lifeless.  I pick up squishy and rock him back and forth in my arms.  I had nothing else to live for, I could no longer live in this warn down home.  A cowboy that is my new future. I would head west for the country!

To Spain! I will live in a house that I carve out of a Pineapple. I will have a best friend named Patrick who lives under a rock, and another friend who is a squirrel. I hope to get a job at the Krusty Krab as a fry cook. Wait, nevermind. I’m pretty sure that’s just the premise of the cartoon Spongebob Squarepants. That would never work. Also what squirrel would move to the Spanish countryside. A pineapple for a house would never work. It would rot away in like a week. Then I would be exactly where I started, homeless with nothing and no one. I hate my life. I dream so big but I never gety anywhere because its so unrealistic.   

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It’s a Boy!

“Congratulations, you have a new baby boy!” my child-development teacher said as she handed over the 10-pound bundle.

In my high school child-development class, each student had to take the “Think-It-Over” baby home for a night to get a taste of parenthood. Even before I received the baby, I knew I was not ready to be a parent as a senior in high school. I could still remember when my brother and sister were little and I would have to take care of them all the time. At least the doll had no dirty diapers I would have to change.

It was a Friday night when my turn came to take the 10-pound plastic doll home. The doll really did look like a live baby from a distance. It even had a pleasant baby powder smell. After I took the baby home in his car seat, I changed him into some really cute clothes because my friends and I were going out that night. I then decided to name him Tyler.

Inside the body of this doll was a computer that was programmed to make periodic crying sounds. I was the only person who could stop the crying because I had the key. This key, tied to my wrist, could be inserted in the doll’s back to stop the crying. So far, so good. The doll had not cried, yet.

My friends came over, and we all piled into the car. It was kind of squished because we had the baby’s seat in there, too. I had to treat the doll like a real baby because the computer inside also measured any abuse to the doll, such as shaking or neglect. The hour-long drive to the restaurant was uneventful. It was rather chilly, so I decided to wrap Tyler in a blanket and carry him in that way. I also had a diaper bag with diapers, a bottle, and an extra set of clothes hanging on my arm.

Because it was Friday night, there were a lot of people waiting in line to get a table. When I walked into that crowded entryway, I got some very weird looks and quite a few raised eyebrows. My friends also noticed the glares and stares, so we decided to make a game out of the whole situation. I stood in the corner pretending to rock Tyler to sleep. Every once in a while my friends would peek in the blanket and say, “Oh, how cute.” I could not help but laugh. And although it was funny to my friends and me, some of the people did not think it was so funny that I had a baby. I overheard one couple say, “Why would she bring a baby here?” These people were giving me rude looks and forming judgments about me because they thought I was a teenage mom. Others just smiled at me sympathetically and felt sorry for me because I was only a child with a child.

We finally got a table, and the waiter, not knowing I was carrying a doll, asked me if I needed a high chair. I told him it was just a doll, but a high chair would be good. He thought it was funny that I actually dared to bring a doll into the restaurant, so he brought a high chair, plus a red balloon for the little one.

Again, during our meal, my friends and I were getting strange looks from the others in the restaurant. One couple kept walking by our table just to get a look at my baby. I think they were trying to figure out if the doll was an actual baby. As the couple walked by, my friends and I started discussing how people so quickly judged me and assumed that I was the mother of the baby. We decided that we would probably do the same if we saw a teenage girl coming in with a child and a group of friends. Teenage pregnancy is not accepted where I live and is definitely not the norm; many girls would hide their pregnancies if they decided to keep their babies.

We went to the mall after we were finished eating, and I had to take Tyler with me. My friends looked at clothes, but I couldn’t because I was carrying this “baby” (which was becoming quite heavy). So I just roamed around wishing I could try on clothes, too. Then the baby started to cry this horrible imitation baby’s cry. It was so loud and terrible. I quickly put the key into the doll’s back so it would quit crying, and then I had to explain to the salesclerk why I was carrying around a plastic doll. I was so glad to finally go home.

I learned a lot through my experience with the “Think-It-Over” baby. The doll definitely reinforced my thinking that I was not ready to be a parent, but it also made me more aware of the larger picture. It opened my eyes to the judgments people make about others. People do not realize that some things are not the way they seem. The doll seemed like it was my baby, but that was not the case. I was only carrying it around for a class project. The people in the restaurant were so quick to judge me because they assumed I was a teenage mom. They undoubtedly thought I was stupid for taking a baby to a noisy, smoky place; they didn’t realize it was just a plastic doll underneath that blanket.

I sometimes catch myself judging people I do not know, just because of the first impression they give. In reality, I do not have a clue about their real stories. I especially think people judge teenage girls with babies too quickly. Sure, they may have made a mistake, but the girls usually know that, and they are the ones who have to pay the price. I only experienced the glares and rude comments for one night, but I thought of all the girls who have to deal with these looks wherever they go. We should all be slower to judge these girls, or anyone else, and realize that some things are not as they seem.