Nicole was a student at Holy Heart High School. She spent most of her time smoking weed, selling drugs, and bullying other students. One of those students was Jessica Hayward.
Jessica was very popular. She was in the school choir, she was a cheerleader, and she was very nice to everybody. But Nicole always bullied her. Jessica wasn't obese, she was just slightly overweight.
One day, Jessica was putting books in her locker. Jessica was recording a video on her phone.
"Here is one example of the fat epidemic that plagues the province of Newfoundland and Labrador," Nicole said. "Jessica, you're a cheerleader! So why are you so fat? Is it because fat people have no self-control?"
"What the fuck are you doing?" Jessica asked.
"I'm doing a
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People of the jury, how do you find the defendant?"
"Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!" The Jury chanted.
"You're Honor, this is no trial," Nicole said. "Where's my defense?"
"Your lawyer couldn't find anybody to defend you," The Judge said.
"Who's my lawyer?"
"You!"
"Oh shit!"
"Guilty. Guilty. Guilty." Everybody in the Gym slowly joined in on the chant. The chants became louder and louder; faster and faster!
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Nicole screamed.
Suddenly, everybody disappeared, and the gym exploded. Nicole wasn't injured. But she was trapped in the gym because of the fire. The flames filled Nicole's lungs, and the continuous buzzing of the fire alarm pierced through her ears.
But the gym went back to normal. There was no fire and no makeshift courtroom. It was as if nothing happened.
Nicole quickly made her way to one of the gym's emergency exists. Before she opened the door, she heard singing from a distance. It almost sounded like a female opera singer.
"Ah, no," Nicole said to herself. "I'm not gonna stick around to find out what that is." Nicole opened the door.
To this day, Nicole couldn't explain what happened. But she never wanted to go through that again. So she had never picked on anybody ever
This examination will look at the short story “Killings” by Andre Dubus and the main characters in the story. The story begins on a warm August day with the burial of Matt and Ruth Fowler’s youngest son Frank. Frank’s age: “twenty-one years, eight months, and four days” (Dubus 107). Attending the funeral were Matt, his wife Ruth, their adult children and spouses. Matt’s family is extremely distraught over the murder of their youngest son/brother, in their own way. There are implications of wanting to kill Richard Strout, the guy accused of being the murderer: “I should kill him” (107), as stated after the service. This comment is considered a fore-shadowing of what is to come in the thought progression of Matt and Ruth.
As I was completing this assignment, I was watching the infamous Netflix documentary entitled Making a Murderer. The documentary follows the story of Steven Avery, who is currently in prison for the death of a woman, Teresa Halbach, in 2005. Steven Avery has been denying any involvement in the murder of Teresa Halbach for the past eleven years. In the middle of the reading, the documentary was exploring and analyzing Steven Avery’s deviant behavior as a young man (Making). As I observed what was being discussed about Steven Avery, I was able to build the connection between how society, and the community from which he came from, perceived Steven Avery and what Kai Erikson discussed in the first couple pages of the book with regards to deviance and its relation with regards to society.
The author brings in the mental health aspect and talks about the ridicule that is a part of a heavy person’s life regularly. She notes that people will make rude comments, or comment about what they have in their grocery cart at the store. She states that people are not that into getting medical help by reason of a doctor almost always attributing health issues to the fact a person is fat. She talks about how she has tried so many times to lose weight, but she realized that she needed to just make peace with her body. Spake and Worley disagree on how people should handle their addiction.
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Lastly, I would like to touch on what made Nicole think on the positive side of things and made things look better for her. The first, and most obvious, would be Carlos because he makes her think outside of the box. By this I mean that he makes her look at life from a different perspective and she utilizes this view properly by fixing her problems. The second would be the photographs that she has saved because I believe that it triggers the good times in her life.
Fight songs from the school band in the gym reverberated through the hallways. The students hooted and hollered as they filled the bleachers. Cheerleaders led the school and a collective refrain of the school’s fight song. Peter stood under one of the basketball hoops with the other teachers and watched as the student organizing the pep rally prepared the tug-of-war and dizzy bat games. The pep rally culminated with a game of knockout between the teachers and students. Beth walked into the gym and stood next to Peter.
A Tale of Two Cities, by Charles Dickens, occurs in two cities, Paris and London, during the commencement of the French Revolution. Revolution is a major theme in this novel, which makes it one of his most gloomy stories. Dickens’ portrayal of the French Revolution proves the inhumanity of humans towards one another. Although the theme of revolution carries a dark tone, Dickens uses his expertise to include happy moments that lighten the story. A Tale of Two Cities incorporates the theme of inhumanity through many metaphors, such as “the great blue flies,” knitting, and the sea.
• In the gym, the gym teacher announced that they were going to start a new unit. The new unit was volleyball.
A gym as defined by the Oxford Dictionary states that it is a “membership organization that provides a range of facilities designed to improve and maintain physical fitness and health.” Within our society, the culture of a gym or health club is comprised of those who wish to maintain their physical health, as well as form a bond for like-minded people to support one another with their health goals within a shared environment. I have chosen to observe and understand the culture that embodies the Westford Regency Health Club, a local Massachusetts gym with higher than average membership pric es and a higher end reputation in comparison to the average franchised gym, such as Planet Fitness. I chose this particular gym for the sole fact that it is labeled as a “health club,” rather than a gym, which brings about the notion that it is somehow superior in regards to its facilities and membership privileges. For my research, I used an inductive method including participant-observation, as well as field notes gathered from my visits as a new member.
The gym is the world of gods and heroes, goddesses larger than life, a place of incantations where our bodies inflate and we shuffle off our out-of-gym bodies like discarded skins and walk about transformed. . . . Here, in this space, we begin to grow, to change. The transformation has begun, and our flawed humanity is falling off fast. We are picking up our shoulders, elevating our chins, shaking ugliness from our shoulders with a series of strokes, the glistening dumbbells, listening to our blood's rush. Our pasty misshapen bodies are developing clean lines. Our day's tribute of trials and heartaches is fading, for here, in this gym space, we become kings and queens. Larger, invincible, gods in ourselves. (Introduction, Bodymakers: A Cultural Anatomy of Women's Body Building)
Ezra and Harrison suited up and departed from the 2006 Toyota Camry. The sound of their rigid, fast-paced steps up the creaking, wooden stairs was the only noise echoing in the air, until---BOOM. At first they assumed it was a fire work, but off it went again, BOOM. As if it was a reflex, they ran straight to apartment B16 and kicked down the door. The duo would have been overjoyed to witness anything other than the devastating scene displayed in front of them. The sight was horrendous; they stayed in the room no more than 10 seconds, the silence echoing between them. Ezra then abruptly exited the room, breaking off the silence. “Make the
It was late I thought. Almost midnight yet I was still unable to sleep. I stared thoughtlessly at the moving shadows mumbling to myself, "it was just a story" but in my heart I knew it wasn't, it was more than a story, much, much more. Then, a crow appeared in the middle of my room. The crow stared at me with such intensity that I fell backwards into the safety of my pillow. I stared at the crow in shock as it disappeared into my closet and that's when I heard it, a long piercing whine that was like a nail to a chalkboard. I prayed that it would go away, I prayed with all my heart but it stayed there continuing its long whine. It was then when I caught a glimpse of it. I saw two glowing bloodshot eyes stare at me. I let out a scream born from terror and almost immediately my dad came bursting into my room. He stared at me with confusion but all I could do was point a shaking finger at my closet door. Cautiously, my father marched into the closet door only to find nothing inside. Then, without warning, the closet door slammed shut along with my father still inside.
As I sit here with my eyes closed, I imagine a tropical breeze. The warm wet air slides over my face. The humidity seems almost heavy enough to crush me. As I take a deep breath, the realization that this is no tropical air comes crashing in. Instead of the refreshing scent of the ocean, or tropical plants, the taste of salt from sweat and a smell of the human body fill my lungs. The daydream is over. A shrill whistle sounds and the voice of coach Chuck booms through out the room, breaking the peace that was comforting the pain in my shoulder and bringing me back to reality. I was not on some humid island paradise, but rather in the explosive atmosphere of the Hotchkiss High School wrestling room.
Josie was very jealous and was very possessive of Neruda. She would often lash out at him for the slightest hint of infidelity. To Neruda, "her jealous tantrums turned into an illness." She would be constantly paranoid
To conclude, breaking the norm inside the gym was mixed with positive and negative sanctions. I was given a displeasing gesture (negative; the look) and was rewarded with smiles and laughs (positive). I’m sure most of the members enjoyed it better than I did, simply because I was nervous, embarrassed, and almost busted my but a few times. I was rather pleased with the trainer’s reaction because he maintained control yet didn’t freak out towards my actions. I was over all satisfied with everyone’s reactions and glad that I’m not banned from the gym (I did tell my trainer after that it was a social experiment).