... each day we had class. He told me if I worked at the rate he was teaching me, I'd be able to compete in the Olympics at the age of sixteen. My first chance to show my friends and family that I was good at karate was in the Lower East Side of Manhattan in a public school. I was so nervous about this tournament I felt sick. Well it was my time to shine, and shine I did. In the peewee division for my first event I had to display my form. I did every step of my form so precisely and well, that I beat everyone in my group and won first place. The next event was fighting. I was a little scared, but, looking at my father's face, I couldn't let him down. I be ...
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... might cause major problems for the magician. Seldom, if ever, did anyone pause to consider where these rituals came from in the first place, or who composed them. Most of us, alas, did not know and did not care. It was enough just to follow the rubrics and do the rituals as prescribed. But something brought me to an abrupt halt in my copying frenzy. I had dutifully copied rituals from different sources, and suddenly realized they contained conflicting elements. I found myself comparing the two versions, wondering which one was "right", "correct", "authentic", "original", "older", etc. This gave rise to the more general questions about where a ritual ...
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... on physical appearances. Affection should be based on what's in the heart and possibly the brain. The way I see it falling in love by way of chance is the most beautiful feeling in the world. Love by choice, especially not yours, is a horrible way to live a life. It's hard for the one who didn't have the choice. If one has to pick their husband or wife it should not depend on their money status or their popularity, it should be a careful decision that will make one happy for the rest of their life. A good example that my classmates and I could relate to, is the Hasidic world. Daughters and sons are usually married off by their parents through a deal at the ...
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... is a lot like me. It comes to life slowly. As the sun rises, the waves roll in gently and the birds stretch out before they begin their flight for the day. When the wind picks up, so do the waves, the sights, the smells and the sounds. I, too, pick up after a cup of coffee. The beach differs from my work immensely. I work in the finance industry where customers are our number one concern. There is never a moment’s peace, the phone rings constantly, and tension envelopes everyone around. It is a very fast paced job where people thrive on stress. My home life isn’t much different than my work. I am constantly trying to keep up with the schedules of four ...
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... in the middle of a swamp? Even with these questions police told the Hemps that it was an accident and they were in no danger. The Hemp's life went on with no interruptions until about two weeks after the hunter was found. Another body had been found in the swamp. This time the body was a male whom had a business suit on. The police came back and investigated this death. After about a week they concluded again that it was a broken neck that had killed the victim. There were no signs of a struggle so the investigators said that it was some type of freak accident. They also told the Hemps to stay out of the swamp. The Hemps never went back into the swamp agai ...
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... Trust is something that can take years to build, but can be broken very easily. By breaking trust with a family member one is also breaking respect of the family. The two ideas go hand in hand. My parents respected me enough to tell me that I was adopted, instead of lying to me and having me find out later in life that I wasn't their biological son. This respect that my parents gave me, in turn gave me their trust. And I gave them the respect and trust that was given to me. Without sacrifice, a family cannot be. The sacrifices that family members make for each other show the willingness to be an unselfish part of a family. Sacrifices also display the l ...
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... be because he used to run his farm. The farmhouse is still there but just a little bit broken down. Now he just lets a guy use his field for his cows to graze in. The fences still have electricity running in them and the barn has a lot of things in it. My grandfather has collected a lot of stuff over the years. He also has a very old snowmobile in there and I can remember riding it when I was little. No one hardly goes in there now. My grandfather was strict minded about disciplining his kids, as was his father with him. Now I would say my grandfather has softened up in his old age, but he still does everything that he thinks should be done, like things ...
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... the tree. The tree, our tree, had been a goalie for soccer, a hiding place for man- hunt, and a shelter for all sorrows. The tree seemed to guard the tomb where we had buried her that cold July morning. She had died peacefully and painlessly. At least those thoughts are what I clung to after waking up drenched in cold sweat and tears. With the whisper of a breeze, I was flung back into the watercolors of my memory, and one nightmare mural of my childhood protruded. The heat lavishly fed the dirt pathway with the first freezer pops of summer. School had been out for three days, and lobster bodies grazed at home. The sun showed no mercy to my small town during June ...
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... before themselves. See what I mean when I said that she was spoiled rotten! Anyways, Princess Lauren (as far as she was concerned) had always been top priority in the O'Steen castle (if asking the rest of her family, they probably would have chosen "high mantinance" as a far more appropriate term). Then, after seventeen and a half years, the day finally came for Princess Lauren to leave home in order to further her education. As she was preparing for this day, she began to realize that her life, as she had always known it, would be drastically changing. And I don't mean a simple adjustment. I mean a humongous change. Who would do her laundry, and cook, and clea ...
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... Cuban and having a beer." Cliff was so upset he took Kramer's beer and poured it over Kramer's head messing up his trademark hair. Kramer then took his beer nuts and threw them at Cliff. He ducked and they hit Norm. Edith, who was an ex-lunch aid at Saddle Brook High School, could not stand a mess and called her lunch aid friends to contain the matter. Meanwhile, Cliff took his mailbag and smacked Kramer with it. All of the sudden Superfly Jimmy Snucka entered the bar. Superfly, who was a wrestler, couldn't resist a fight so he joined in. He climbed on top of the glass rack and leaped on Kramer who was already on the ground from being hit by Cliff's mailb ...
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