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Gifts
Gifts
Gifts One of the greatest gifts that I ever received was an angel pin from my grandmother. It was the Christmas of 1993 when she gave it to me, twelve months after my aunt had died. To me, the pin represented my aunt watching over me and my family. I have always thought of her as an angel because of her angelic voice. My grandmother died seven months after that Christmas, and then the pin meant even more to me. Now I felt as if I had two angels watching over me. During my ninth grade year, I pu
WOMEN AND SOCIETY
WOMEN AND SOCIETY
WOMEN AND SOCIETY In the course of our life we need to make many decisions. The way we live our life is a decision each person makes for him/herself. Usually, one choice is better than the other, yet society doesn't always support the better one. The poem, Aunt Jennifer's Tigers and The Scarlet Letter present two ways in which women can react to a society dominated by men and how their lives are shaped by their different decisions. A woman can just ignore the restraints put on her and suffer,
In the poems The Harvest Bow and Aunt Jennifers Tigers the physical ar
In the poems The Harvest Bow and Aunt Jennifers Tigers the physical ar
In the poems “The Harvest Bow” and “Aunt Jennifer’s Tigers” , the physical artifacts represented in each poem is symbolic of each characters ideal world. The poets do not confine themselves with the restrictions imposed by poetry where ideas are conveyed solely through the utilization of words. The poems utilize a poetic technique, where the use of physical artifacts such as a painting or ornament are used as a means to convey the poets thoughts and opinions with the image provided by these art
My hands were slick with sweat as my shaking fingers cautiously presse
My hands were slick with sweat as my shaking fingers cautiously presse
My hands were slick with sweat as my shaking fingers cautiously pressed the button. The doorbell rang inside with a clang, and echoed so close to my ear I jumped in spite of myself. Suddenly, the door cracked open, and a pair of eyes shyly peeked out at me. The next thing I knew, my friend's face was grinning back at me, as if I was the Christmas present she had always wanted. I was pulled by the hand inside the house, and standing in the doorway, I shouted as loud as I dared, Happy birthday!