1. The Winter of Our Discontent
The community would gather to sing carols and welcome jolly old Santa into town. ... The streets of the town were full of loving families lingering, waiting for the traditional parade to begin. ... The taste of candy cane settled in our mouths, making every breath we took in refreshing and sweet. ... Delight overwhelmed our soft hearts. ... Every Christmas morning, my mom woke my family to come into our cozy living room where she read us the story about Jesus Christ's birth. ...
For the most part, I was raised in a very small, Cajun country town. In this town everyone knew my name and who my mom, dad, sisters and brothers were. ... While living in a small town can have its perks, it can limit the perspective of one's mind, leaving people to believe that hardly anything exists beyond the borders of that little town. ... My parents raised our family in the Catholic religion. ... Like I said, our families ended up being the very best of friends. ...
For most of my life, I have lived in a small town as well. ... Hilton was founded in 1813, as a subdivision of Parma, an existing town. ... Many men in my family have fought in wars for our country. ... My family prides itself in our heritage. We are very active in our German ancestry, and take part in the German community. ...
Whether it is the death of a family member or friend, the first time we had our heart broken, or even something positive such as our first job, everyone has a story. My pivotal point occurred October 14, 1996 in the small town of Covington, Virginia. It was on this day, in this small town in which I witnessed the murder of my 19-year-old cousin Jonathon or "Johnny- as the rest of the family knew him. ... We were in town because of my grandfather's recent passing. ... He approached as he usually did with a noogie and a punch to the chest, followed by a crumpled up twenty dollar bil...
I believe that our earliest childhood memories play a part in influencing our future career; it's certainly true for me. ... A kiss on my forehead, and father was off to town for more supplies. Town was not far away. ... A man in a police car was barreling straight towards our camp site. ... On my father's way to town he was run off the road by a vehicle that crossed over into his lane. ...
We are all given gifts of different kinds in our lives. ... A happy home in a small town is shattered by tragedy. ... Suddenly, a pregnant stranger stops in town and decides to stay. ... The setting is in a 1950's small Midwestern town. ... Onawa is two-hundred-and-fifty miles away from the Whittaker's town. ...
Laurence describes the many eccentric people that lived in her town, and the oddities. ... Laurence does characterize the town as a place where the dead lived. ... Death at an early age was common in Laurence" prairie town. ... The town and the Prairies were extraordinary and left their permanent mark on Laurence. ... Eager to leave the town when she was eighteen, Laurence didn"t realize then how she "would carry the land and town all my life within my skull" (Laurence, 58). ...
As the story unfolds we find that Emily is use to a life of prestige in her community living with her rich father who set the impression for her and the rest of the town that no man was really good enough for her. ... I say this because Homer Barron comes into town with a work party to fix the sidewalks where he is the white leader of this group of black workers. ... He also makes friends with everyone in town quickly. ... Than after a while some of the ladies of the town started thinking as Emily's father probably would have about their relationship saying, "it was a disgrace to the to...
As the story unfolds we find that Emily is use to a life of prestige in her community living with her rich father who set the impression for her and the rest of the town that no man was really good enough for her. ... I say this because Homer Barron comes into town with a work party to fix the sidewalks where he is the white leader of this group of black workers. ... He also makes friends with everyone in town quickly. ... Than after a while some of the ladies of the town started thinking as Emily's father probably would have about their relationship saying, "it was a disgrace to the to...
Mikal Gilmore's Dream Dreams are manifestations of the subconscious, often related to events occurring in our conscience lives. Many times we address issues in our dreams that we will not or cannot address while awake. In the short story "My Brother, Gary Gilmore", Mikal Gilmore has a recurring dream in which he returns to the town he grew up in. ... In this passage Mikal refers to the house as "my fathers", why is the house is not our house, or my parents house? ... There is an overwhelming feeling of imprisonment associated with this town. ...
And despite the fact that their town contained a small population of nearly one to two hundred people, the unity amongst the town was physically powerful in marching to freedom as a whole. ... First, she describes her homeland as a peaceful and quiet environment even though the lifestyle of the town was not wealthy. The small town practiced their traditional customs frequently such as farming, hunting, fishing, harvesting, and even hunting wild life as a means of obtaining food sources for survival. Secondly, Mei's view of the world changed due to the march to freedom when she realized ...
The same goes for them; they eat rice like we eat our bread. ... In Samoa they do not have towns or cities but villages instead. ... In fact the biggest town they have in Samoa is Pago. ... The funerals in Samoa are much the same as they are in our culture except they have a tradition called Fa'samoa. ... While the Samoan culture may seem a little different, from our own, they share many of the same overall aspects of the day to day life....
We often keep our college and home lives separate. ... When we got Thurmont, you could tell that the town was different from the suburban neighborhood I grew up in. ... There was something familiar about the small town. ... This was the first major difference I noticed between our culture. ... I assume this could simply be a reflection of the fact that our families were from the same socio economic class. ...
He said, "our life is a war and I have been a traitor all my born days, a spy in the enemy country... The dream happened after he went through a traumatic situation with some of the most respected people in town. ... The narrator failed to realize how the people in town really thought about him. It did not matter to the town that he was graduating at the top of his class, all they saw was the color of his skin. ... The town used him, as a token but had no respect for him as a person. ...
Remembering back to my childhood, I can't ever recall our family ever doing anything that related to our ethnic or cultural roots. ... After a brief period, we left and went along our way. ... Sometimes we did travel with my uncle and cousin, but rarely did we ever have a place to call our own. ... I remember once going through a town out in Arizona, to look for my mom's brother, who was homeless at the time. It was the most peculiar town that I have ever seen though, to this day I have never seen anything quite like it. ...
My father served our country to keep its citizens free and happy. ... Although these attacks on our country hit home, it also bound my family even closer than we were before. ... Even though I will never call a town, city, or house "home-, I will always be able to fall back on the support my family provides me, and that is worth more than all the kindergarten friends in the world....
This gives us a chance to catch up on things that are new in our lives. ... We often discuss our many problems with our family members who frequently help us work them out. ... Family ties are very strong, when someone travels to another town or city for a reason, staying with relatives or friends of relatives is a common practice. ... As seen in almost all cultures, family is the basis of our lives. ...
Danger: The Slithering Kind It was mid-July and almost 85 degrees in the small town of Bastin, located in the mountains of West Virginia. ... Our parents left our Uncle in charge, and since he was two years older than my brother, it seemed to make logical sense. ... So, like the Pied Piper's followers we followed our uncle, grabbing our bamboo fishing poles to the river. ... We could not believe our luck. ... But, no one was ready to hear our story....
In my male dominated culture, men are seen as the powerful, respected figures; and our fathers and elders teach us their traditions and responsibilities. ... This was evident at the town barbeque where your uncle was honoured by your grandfather. ... He was too proud of the "Hayden" name and when Frank's death came he could not handle the humiliation he would receive from the town folk. ...
In my male dominated culture, men are seen as the powerful, respected figures; and our fathers and elders teach us their traditions and responsibilities. ... This was evident at the town barbeque where your uncle was honoured by your grandfather. ... He was too proud of the "Hayden" name and when Frank's death came he could not handle the humiliation he would receive from the town folk. ...
"Our enemy he thought in that despair; ourn! ... The Justice told the Snopes to leave the country and advice them to never step back into the town again. ... With a new life and town, Sartoris hopes his father will change and not cause trouble again. ...
These flowers work equally well as a gift for someone's close in the family like our parents. These flowers help me to recall vividly on my childhood days, every year without fail I would make a trip to China Town on Chinese New Year's Eve to do some last minute shopping. ... Yellow carnations were my mother's favorite, I was instructed by my father to go get some for my mom on China Town. ...
We were already halfway to the outskirts of town when I wept. ... It was a Sunday evening and we were riding the bus heading to my mom's small town after her mother died. ... She must have been very lonely being only with me in our house. ... My Lola left Gensan because of discomfort for our place was very hot, enough to make her think that the blowing wind in the city was boiling. ... Morning came and the prickling summer heat wasn't sensible enough to give shade for our grief. ...
Living in a very self-righteous, rigid Puritan community, she made the mistake of having an affair with the esteemed town priest, Arthur Dimmesdale. When the town elders found out that she was pregnant, they demanded to know her partner in sin, though she declined to name him. ... She too must struggle with her own code of ethics and her own identity versus what society and law designate for her, thus explaining why she doesn't take off the scarlet letter when the town elders say that she may do so. ... "In my mind I imagined their eyes staring at our closed door, calling me to save th...