... done, Mr. Yeazell called on me. " Mr. Coleman, thanks for volunteering. Since I know your playing ability, I will tell Willie that there is no need for a tryout. Besides, I think he is becoming desperate if you ask me. You will also need to go to U.D. on Saturday for practice. Do you need a ride?" "O.K." and “Yes,” was all I was able to say. What had I done? I was not qualified to play in the honors band I stink. I had trouble playing the music in the high school jazz band, let alone the music that was geared towards the musically gifted! The next few hours and throughout that night, I could not think of anything but the mistakes I was going to ...
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... and social studies fairs , which brought on even more hatred from my peers. Then I began participating in community theater, and the actors involved became a second supportive family to me. Throughout junior high I wasn’t liked much either because I continued to be active in school and community activities. Only when I began conforming was I accepted. This period of conformity lasted from ninth through eleventh grades. I wasn’t happy inside, but on the outside I was accepted by others. But now in my senior year I have given up conforming. I am myself and I have found my identity. I might not be cool but I have learned one has to love oneself before lovi ...
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... prepared for the trip already made me excited. It was very important not to forget anything. Finally, when all preparations were made, and the cars loaded up, we, following our chosen route, dreamed of our coming adventures. On that particular vacation, we had chosen a place named Blue Lakes. It was really a place of wildlife. In the summer, the forest was beautiful. It burst into leaves and needles, and abounded with mushrooms and berries. The unbelievable silence was sometimes interrupted only by birds and insects. The amazing lakes, which were situated all over the wood, seemed to complete the picture. In addition, Mother nature had given every lake some unique ...
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... the evolution of a person's psyche. To the best of my knowledge, this is what my intuition on the conformity of mankind is based upon. The other source that aided in the instillment of individualism in me, is the various authors, poets, songwriters, and other dignitarys who I valued as authority. Any sort of publication that celebrates the individual captures my attention and can range from the books and essays of Henry David Thoreau to the rebelious content in the music of Rage Against the Machine. Since I read Walden, Thoreau has branded his interpretation of a famous saying into my brain: "If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it i ...
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... have enough money and takes the coke away from you. You return to your seat in the lounge again still very thirsty. One time I went out with my cousin to a Chinese restaurant for some dinner. The place was packed with people, so we had to wait for a seat. After about ten minutes the waiter called my name and directed us to our seat. We opened up the menu and our eyes just focused on the prices, everything was around fourteen to twenty dollars. My cousin checked his pocket and I checked mine, for how much we had, and together we had $35.00. We were so worried that we won’t have enough money to pay for two meals that we ordered only one, we had to consider the ti ...
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... males also under the age of 21. The last person was also under 21 and male, but he was African-American. One of the caucasians was a close friend and another was an acquaintance. The African-American was also a friend of mine. Of the three gentlemen that approached us, two were hispanic males that appeared to be over 21 and the other was a caucasian male that appeared over 21, although I couldn't be sure. Although I didn't want to make any judgements about them, they looked as if they were poorly dressed and over 21. So I deduced that they were in a gang or they were drug dealers, high school dropouts, etc.;. II.ACTION At first it appeared as if both gro ...
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... feelings I would prefer to keep private. -- Honesty Check...I also think my work sucks. -- As to where I get my ideas from for my sick excursions, I sincerely do not know. Like Stephen King (who got the idea to write IT when looking off of a bridge) I seem to receive my mad phantasms out of thin air. For example, when I first began writing the first draft of this essay, I started out writing about writing horror stories and ended up writing a short story about a vampire in London. It is safe to say I get ideas out of thin air. When I do capture the intangible, I literally feel a rushing sensation in my head! I feel like a kid on a roller co ...
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... eyes. It drove him into frenzy, running into trees and ripping the plants and his own hair. " The Christians will die! They treat us like animals to be herded to wherever it best serves them, to die or to be converted into a life of death. The Christians will die, the Christians will die!" Obierika screamed the manta over and over, aware of his inhuman and mangled voice. Not as mangled as the Christians made Nwoye to become one of them, he was the fine and sensible son of Okonkwo. What evil magic did the Christians wield that they could force Nwoye to forsake the gods and turn his loyalty towards their leader, Christ? Still consumed by his anger ...
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... were turned on to aid the bread winners, so they may travel safely. Few were fortunate enough to own automobiles so they could avoid the cold dangerous streets and dark alleyways. Most shops were already abandoned, finished for the day. Yet few doors were still open, desperate for any last minute customers. One such shopkeeper was Phil Anderson. Anderson had worked as a pharmacist for most of his life. At forty, he had little to show for. The pollution that caused the gradual decay of the city had had negative effects on business, as well as the environment. Phil, though by all means not an old man, showed signs of premature aging. His skin was pale and dr ...
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... with friends. Never being at home added to an already stressful family environment. My high school education suffered from too much fun and too little studying. My father made being at home a very uneasy feeling, making me want to stay away even more. He never took any time to help me with school, car or money. I always had to work to earn everything, the only thing I wasn't paying for was rent. In turn I wanted little to do with my father, stepmother or brother, never contributing or helping out. I even stopped going with them on vacations. The feelings I had were that I just wanted to be alone by myself, independent. For four months after the accident ...
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