The old lady, despite her age and difficulty to walk, is determined to get to town to get medicine for her sick grandson. She uses her “ thin and small cane made from an umbrella” to get around. The narrator clearly explains the condition of the “deep and still” woods and how they prevent her from advancing: “ Something always take a hold of me on this hill – pleads I should stay.” Thorny bushes would grasp her dress, trapping her. But her steadfastness continued on as she dangerously crossed the log across the creek where she could have easily fallen regarding her physical state. “I wasn’t as old as I thought.” She would say.
Page 1 Title: A Worn Path Author: Eudora Wetly Setting: The setting of this story begins in 1941 in Southwestern Mississippi countryside in the fields and ends in the town of Natchez medical center. It was very early in the morning on a bright and frozen day in the month of December on Christmas day. Phoenix Jackson is a small and very old lady who started her day walking in the wilderness on her way towards town to pick up medicine for her grandson. She’s has been going back and forth trying to get medicine to sooth her grandson’s sore throat. Plot: The exposition of the story is about Phoenix Jackson an elder negro women with her courage and determination to go against all the odds against her that gives the impact in the story, The rising action of this story begins shortly after Phoenix Jackson went deeper and deeper down the road between high green colored banks.
The setting shows that the women are in a country environment. The plot shows that the young lady is on a walk that she has taken before however things have changed from the last time that she was there. The narrator gives clues by showing that she was once there by stating “The road was much wider than it used to be but the work had been done carelessly. The felled trees had not been cleared away and the bushes looked trampled.” Eventually she sees the house where she used to live and notices that it has changed as well. The mock summer house was no longer there and she noticed a car in front of the house as well.
She knew her mom would never run out on her and never come back so she moved in with her one and only friend in the town, Ben. She was determined to find out what happened to her mom. She started investigating and one day she discovered that the police had found her mother’s car and 6 ID cards. She refused to believe her mom was dead. One night, Chastity thought it would best if she just moved on to another town with a new identity than to stay in Hopes where tragedies were lurking.
From that moment on, before I ever set foot into a store, Mother would loop the dog leash around my waist and hold the other end. And of course, when walking in a store, it was natural for the other patrons in the store to question her and accuse Mother of barbaric parenting. She always seemed to answer with the same explanation: “Im just saving my wreck ball from any
He was married to a woman named Faith, who wore pink ribbons in her hair. One night, despite the pleadings of his wife, he ventured out for a meeting. He traveled through the dark forest, quite scared I might add. Finally out of nowhere his fellow-traveler was walking side-by-side with him. Young Goodman Brown encountered quite a few interesting moments.
Robinson began, and then recalled that he was heading home, and was walking by the Ewell place just and it seemed “real quiet” to him. Then “Ms. Ewell called him onto the property, and said that she had something for him to do inside of the house. She said there was an old door that had to be fixed, but Robinson “pulled [the door] back’n forth and those hinge, was all right.” And this point, he realized the children weren’t around, Mayella Ewell responded by saying she sent them all into town for ice cream. Since the door was in order, Robinson told Ewell that he better get going, but then Ewell asked him to get a box down off of a chiffarobe.
Stephanie Richard Texas Bound " The Death Of My Father" It was a nice crisp winter day in January 2005, my mother and I were getting ready to go grocery shopping with my grandmother, (because at that time my mom did not have a driver's license, so my gram brought us to do things). We were getting ready to leave and saying goodbye to my dad, I found it strange the way he said goodbye to us, he said, "bye, I love you" and he never really said that. Very rarely did he say I love you. Not paying much mind to it we headed out. At the grocery store my mom and I were having a good mother daughter day when all of a sudden they called her name over the loud speaker.
“Over The River and Through The Woods” Task 3 – Critical Essay Unlike many other short science fiction stories, Clifford D. Simak’s “Over the River and Through the Woods” keeps its readers wanting to know how it ends. This story is about two mysterious children, Paul and Ellen Forbes, who unexpectedly walk into their apparent grandmother’s house in the woods with objects that have never been seen before. Their grandma, who is also named Ellen Forbes, knows nothing of these children, who claim that their father sent them there for a short vacation. The mysterious mood, imagery, and foreshadowing all contribute to this being a good story. It is commonly accepted that this story, like all other science fiction pieces, is not real, but unlike many others, it has an eerie, mysterious mood throughout, which makes it interesting and keeps readers reading.
The Writer She gazed longingly out the window as the rain poured down and she wished she'd known before now how hard it would be to move away from the coast. Here she had no friends but the land was beautiful with its rolling hills and hiking trails. There was so much to be gained from being here, Now that she was an older woman and remembered those days fondly. Somehow all the longing had slipped away, and had been replaced with a peaceful knowing that here is where she was meant to grow her roots. She looked forward to the coming days when she could talk to the classroom at the local high school and share her stories.