Staying at home | |with her two small sons, she was the ultimate earth mother, gardening, canning fruits and vegetable, | |making her son’s clothes, stitching and knitting. “I macramed two hammocks,” she admits now. “I needed | |help.” | |That help came in the form of a blizzard in February 1979, which left her stranded at home for a week. | |In an age without four-wheel drive vehicles, getting down the hillside from where she lived was | |impossible. Morning kindergarten was canceled for a week.
“No one’s here so I’m going to close up early. It looks like it’s yours.” “Thanks,” Betty responded. “I am going to run to the store and buy shoes and a purse that match the gown.” At 3:45, Debbie arrived at the sale, pointed at the gown Sally had promised to Betty, and said, “I’ll buy that gown for $300, and I’ll buy that set of art books too.” Sally sold the gown and books to Debbie. Chuck returned before 4:00, saw Debbie carrying the books and said to Sally, “You can’t sell those books to her! We had a deal!” Although he attempted to give Sally $100, she refused the money.
Then as she runs to her car, you can only hear her footsteps. The audience expects music, or at least noise, but since there isn’t any, viewers get very intrigued. There was also an awkward silence while the family was in the living room. Nobody is talking, not even the lovebirds are chirping. The lack of speech makes the film more suspenseful because the viewer doesn’t know what is going on with
She did anything that didn’t involve social interactmeant. She didn’t like to be alone. Her favorite part of the day was to check the mail. The young girl got up once the rain stopped and slugged her way out of her room and went to the front porch to experience the only breath of cool air she would be getting the entire day. While walking over to the mailbox she began to painfully think of her past times at home.
We just wondered the halls and finally we found ourselves in front of a heavy ancient wooden door. I cautiously tried the handle and to my great surprise found it unlocked so we went in and saw three different passaged, I let go of the door and it thudded shut behind us, and I looked back and saw that it was a one sided door! No lock, no keyhole, no handle, we were trapped, and by the looks of it we were in the dungeon, I did not mention this to the others and I said bravely, “lets explore, how about the middle tunnel?” Then Tanya jumped and yelped, “What touched me?” she turned around and saw that she had brushed up against a set of rusted iron shackles bolted to the
These footsteps seemed to be heading towards the last room in the house. I kept calling and this time even louder but no one seemed to hear, as the footsteps got closer to the room you could hear the door squeaking open, this time I called out much louder “DAD!” This time he came out of the second to the last room, just before you could hear the last door slam shut. By this time everyone in the house had woken up. Yet no one had heard any of the mysterious noises or my previous
Savannah Little Little 1 Mrs. Crombar Eng 3 GT September 24th, 2012 Being Appreciative As the crystal white snow of Christmas morning fell to the ground, the only thing I was thinking about was why I cannot go to Tahoe with my mom. We had gone together every year and now that Mrs. Christine came around, she took my place. I thought, who does this lady think she is? For her to barge into my life and take away my mom! I was so upset and pretty enraged by her existence.
Noelle Stewart PSY 252 Shawn Burn January 30, 2012 Social Psych Self-Assessment #1: Option 2 Experience with Cognitive Dissonance Running is a passion of mine that was suddenly interrupted when I was only seventeen. I loved the feeling of escaping everyday realties, running alone on trails and finding new routes that nobody knew I was on. I was warned numerous times about the uncertainties and scares of running alone, but I was in denial that such horrible events could happen to an innocent girl like me. After school one day in late October, as I was tying my shoes and getting ready for my run, my mom came into my room with a worried look on her face. She told me that last week there was an unidentified man hiding in the bushes
It was an urgent booming that made me jump in my chair. Fists pounded on our front door. No one stirred inside the house. I left my desk and peered out into the hallway. My mother stood flat against the wall facing our framed map of Lithuania, her eyes closed and her face pulled with an anxiety I had never seen.
I thought she just didn’t hear me so I thought if I just knocked a little harder maybe she would but each time I knocked she looked at me with a blank face and turned around. After a few minutes I decided to just wait for someone to come in, not long after that and old class mate of mine who was white walked in to the front door. while she was struggling to find her keys in her bag to open the door, the old lady to the door as fast as she could and opened the door for her with a big smile on her face. I was a little confused because I had been standing behind the glass door for almost ten minutes and even though she could see bee she didn’t open the door. When the elevator came the old lady decided not to take it with us even though we were only two people in it.