When I was four years old living in Russia I was molested, it caused me to have bad relationships with people still to this day. I do not interact well with others. One night, while I was sleeping, my father woke me up, put a hammer in my hands and told me to hit him […]
My life has been considerably like a mosaic. As a baby, I’ve been raised in a proud Taiwan tradition (proud each in phrases of its Chinese language language heritage and custom). But I’ve a household who drastically values unbiased thought and thus uncovered me to a myriad of environments and various cultures. I spent the […]
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken Kesey Quote: They put the graphite salve on his temples. “What is it?” he says. “Conductant,” the technician says. “Anointest my head with conductant. Do I get a crown of thorns?” (Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest) Bromden and McMurphy are led to the electroshock […]
The alarm clock blares at one in the morning, knifing through the silence of the night. As I roll over in the bed I hear the shower turn on, followed by the garage door opening and closing. There he goes again, I mumble to myself. The day commences with a minimum of fourteen hours of […]
I’m on a quest for self-identity. A search for truth. A journey for knowledge. I don’t know where I’m going, but I sure know where I’ve been. I don’t even know if the outcome of my desperate search will be successful, but I like to think that it will lead me to a better understanding […]
Once a child of cliches, I ate my words. Became obese; Was proud to be American. Enjoys the taste of a freshly baked poem, any time of day. Frequently brushes, but forgets to floss. Wakes up with morning breath. Was born of parents too young, And put up for adoption. Was taken in love, unrequited; […]
Every eight-year-old girl has a dream. Many want to be princesses, some want to be cowgirls, a few want to be president. Me? I wanted to see the penguins. So, at a time when most of my friends were spending their money on Barbie dolls and colorful hair ties, I was saving for a trip […]
Valedictorian A teacher who is attempting to teach without inspiring the pupil with a desire to learn is hammering on cold iron. -Horace Mann Life is a learning process. We strive, we search, we interface and we relate the experiences that become of our endeavors to posterity, for better or for worse. Interactions between teacher […]
Before the 1970’s, the number of black shows was almost non-existent. After the 70’s, an influx of different shows appeared. However, many of the shows were very stereotypical of black culture and experience. One example is Sanford and Son, which showed an extremely poor father and his son. The actors in the sitcoms were loud, […]
I’m an everlasting gobstopper. Impossible to crack but the longer you keep me around, the more I open myself up to you. Each layer revealing numerous emotions I express and insecurities I might hide. The challenge is if you’ll take the time to reach past my barrier, despite how difficult that task may be. Some […]