Sometimes, even from the most unsuspecting people wonderful and profound messages can originate. This is the story of one such incident when much could be learned from a person like that.
On the way to school one day, this kid named Patrick went around telling everyone that he had some beer in his lunch box. Now in the 9th grade, this topic of conversation is new and exciting. He was the center of attention, and was enjoying it immensely. We all knew he didn’t have any in there, but it was still fun to talk like he did. In all the commotion we failed to realize that the bus had come to a stop on the side of the road.
We finally realized what was happening, and as the bus driver made her way through the aisle, you could see kids shoving paper balls in their bags, and sitting on batteries and rocks, which they were throwing out the window. The bus was unusually silent as the bus driver, Bertha we called her, waded her way through the narrow seats. Kids visibly squished as close as possible to the windows, some in an attempt to hide something, others just out of fear that the may inadvertently come into contact with the beast coming through.
Bertha was 7 feet tall, and appeared to be one of those ex-weight lifters, that had been on steroids for most of their adult life. Her neck was bigger than that of football players, and her arms resembled those of the body builders sometimes on ESPN. Her gut brought thoughts of the worlds strongest man competition to mind. She was big, and no one, not even Superman, or Batman could get away with messing with her. To us she might as well have been dressed in some military uniform, carrying a leather riding-crop. The fear kept us in line most of the time.
She strode right up to Patrick, and halted just short of him. Not a word was exchanged for a full minute, the two just looked at each other, a battle of wits. Patrick was the first to speak. "Waddaya want?" he said with a sneer. "What’s in the box Patrick?" she thundered, as if the voice of God. "None of your business!" He retorted. He was "dead", what was going wrong in his head, she had at least two feet on him, and her arms could crush him like a worm in pliers.
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Narrates how a kid named patrick was the center of attention in the 9th grade when he told everyone about beer in his lunch box.
Describes how the bus driver, bertha, waded through the narrow seats and saw kids shoving paper balls in their bags, and sitting on batteries and rocks.
Describes bertha as a 7-foot-tall ex-weight-lifter who had been on steroids for most of their adult life. her gut brought thoughts of the world's strongest man competition to mind.
Analyzes how she strode right up to patrick, and halted just short of him. the two looked at each other, a battle of wits.
Opines that patrick was a rock, immovable. his face never flinched, his voice never faltered. bertha stood there though, glaring piercingly into his eyes.
Describes how bertha grabbed patrick by his collar and threw him 15 seats forward to the front of the bus.
Narrates how bertha lifted patrick from the ground and tossed him in the seat. she opened the bottle and downed half of it in one gulp.
Narrates how the thought of death crossed their mind, not because they had done something wrong, but because old bertha couldn't drive, and now she was going to be drunk.
Narrates how bertha had to pull out a gun, and turn around and empty the load into the squad car. the cops were still behind them when they got off the freeway.
Narrates how the old lady was caught in a cocoon where the explorer had hit, and she screamed this blood-curdling cry of pain. patrick appeared in the midst of the excitement, but something wasn't right.
Describes how the man made his way deliberately to the woman in the explorer, where the paramedics kept repeating, "it doesn't look good."
Narrates how patrick turned on his heals, after smiling to the woman, and gesturing with his hand his acknowledgment of her many praises and thanks.
Narrates how they were in full awe of patrick, who helped bertha, and whispered to her. the police called each child's mother one by one.
Narrates how they saw bertha and patrick in a car, driving, and talking. they were sure they were smoking something at the time.
Describes how they never doubted the changes that can be made in a person. they never saw patrick again, but he came more for them than anyone else.
Class! Class!” Our teacher snapped sharply. “Be quiet!” He turned addressing Patrick “Sit next to Gracie. It is the only seat in the room.” A few people snickered at my unpopularity but never the less I smiled and patted the empty stool beside me.
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Opines that they should be getting bowed down to right about now to serenade you with their amazing singing and all you say is ok.
Describes how they walked away spinning their brown and purple hair in this face.
Opines that if someone can sing better than me, tell him about our band. do you need to fix your hair or makeup?
Narrates how they sighed, realizing that today was the last day of summer and would have to go back to the fiery dungeon of a school
Narrates how their mom made pete appear from doing who knows what that fast. mothers have super power over their children.
Describes how they spent the rest of the day buying pants, shirts, shoes, and pencils. they avoided crowds and pete made constant witty remarks.
Describes how brendon made everything more dramatic than it needed to be. they grabbed the ice cream from the fringe and stuck a spoon in it.
Unsuspectingly, she got off the plane and headed into the airport. As she entered the baggage claim area, she immediately spotted two enormously built men in black suits, suspiciously “eye-balling” her. She made her way to the luggage carousel & grabbed her bags. As she turned around to walk away, she ran into, what seemed to be, a brick wall. But when she lifted her head to see what she’d hit, she realised that it was one of the black-suited men. Emily was so deathly frightened that she could barely utter a sound, let alone a word. Unfortunately, the man spoke.
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Describes how emily thorogood, an intellectual, thin-figured business woman, had just landed at the ottawa international airport. she had no idea of the grave danger that lied 2 minutes ahead.
Narrates how emily spotted two enormously-built men in black suits, suspiciously "eye-balling" her. she ran into a brick wall, but when she lifted her head to see what she'd hit, it was one of the black-suited men.
Narrates how emily, still in paralytic fear, walked nervously between the two giants. the men led her through secret corridors, all the way to a little room.
Narrates how the man who hadn't spoken closed the door behind them and locked it. he placed a briefcase, along with its combination, on the table.
Describes how emily felt disoriented and weak in the knees as she left the room. the man who had not spoken before finally spoke to her.
Describes how emily woke up from her dreadful day-dream and stumbled upon an exit sign that read "exit to parking 4" indicated on a door.
Narrates how emily arrived at her home at 5:30 p.m. and locked her car doors. she quickly patrolled her house, with her briefcase and combination in hand, to lock every door and window.
Describes how emily thorogood hurriedly grabbed the phone in a panic. the ringing phone rang loudly in her hand and she answered it.
Describes how emily spent the night trying to kill the prime minister, but nothing seemed fool-proof. she realised she was destined to fail and felt as though she would die either way.
Narrates emily's assassination scheme, where she invites the prime minister to a delegate dinner and schedules personal limo pick-up. she disguises herself as the chauffeur and drives harper and herself off parliament hill’s cliff-like backside into the ottawa river.
Narrates how emily had created a devious plan that it was now homicide as well as her own suicide. she picked up the phone and heard the voice that made her heart sink deeper than the ocean.
Describes how emily's hands were shaking in a continuously convulsive manner. she couldn't control them, nor could she control the dreadful river of tears that had freed themselves from her eyes and had started to run down her face.
Narrates how emily's sleepy eyes were hit by the sun’s luminosity. she woke up and started writing the phony invitation to the fake delegate dinner.
Narrates how emily wrote the invitation and addressed it to parliament hill, ottawa, ontario, which was the official address to the parliament of canada.
Narrates how emily strode from her car, through the giant entrance doors, and was greeted by one of the clerks.
The mighty adrenaline-fuelled slap that planted itself across his face with a resounding whack awoke him with a start. Dan was temporarily distracted from the pain in his leg by the god-like slap. “He’s not dead.” She thought “Thank god he isn...” “What the hell? Oh my god! What the hell happened to my leg?” Dan screamed, interrupting her mid-thought. Slumping to her knees, Ev neglected to answer. She was exhausted from the having to traverse the heavily rooted ground whilst at a sprint. She could not decipher the words which had begun erupting incoherently from his mouth once the searing pain regained its grip on him. After a while, Dan partially regained control of his mouth and she was able to understand what he was saying. “Ev. Call…mbulnce…”
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Describes how dan was distracted from the pain in his leg by the god-like slap that planted itself across his face with a resounding whack.
Describes how ev ignited the flair with trembling hands, and the dirt which had once held her phone now acted as an uncomfortable bed as she slumped down next to dan.
Describes how the echoing chop of blades forced ev into a state of confusion. her tongue and jaw moved in unison.
This incident not fully but to some extent matches my experience above. The effect in my case is not so disastrous as the case in the book, but I felt that both incidents express the way in which a normal conversation can be misinterpreted by a third person in a very contrasting manner. As the title of the chapter is ‘Doing Something Good’, it supports the idea that even when a person thinks he/she is doing good, it can have a negative or a different impact on other people. As me and my friend were talking, the man could
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Narrates how they felt comfortable talking in nepali, and a man strolled in front of them. they were talking about life and food in the us and how it was completely different than what they had seen.
Analyzes how jon ronson's book, so you've been publicly shamed, describes how a funny conversation between two people can be interpreted by another person.
“Shh!” Toby went from laughing to concern within’ seconds. He looked up at me and froze in place. Our eyes met, talking to each other through eye movements. What’s happening? He asked as his brow rose. My eyes darted to the side, pointing to the puddle of dried blood on the ground. Then, Toby notice another thing. He gasped as he quickly stood up, only to be met with a nearby bullet. We both look around as context soon filled the scene.
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Narrates how toby and jan were on a diet for the past fourteen years.
Analyzes how the tall figure of mr. strickler loomed over them. they felt like his director's attitude would come out if they messed up.
Narrates how they woke up at 6 o'clock to find their mom sleeping in her scrubs and stale bread in the toaster.
Narrates how they felt the wind past them and the sun's warm shine down on them as they headed to the merciless prison.
Narrates how toby's voice grew louder, but something was keeping him back. they sat with their laptops out as mr. strickler walked around the room.
Narrates how shit and mr. strickler chuckled as the bell rang and he tried to calm down the classroom.
A brief encounter can change somebody's life forever. This is true in the short story "The Good Samaritan." In this story there is a man who got severely beat and all his money got stolen.
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Opines that brief encounters are accidental, but they are part of a plan that nobody understands. in "pen of my aunt," the man shows up at her door and she seems to know what to do about it.
Analyzes how brief encounters can break down barriers between people and animals. maude martha shows this when she finally traps the mouse in the trap.
Analyzes how "the grains of paradise" proves that there are hidden qualities in each of us that a brief encounter will bring out and show to the world.
Analyzes how a brief encounter can change someone's life forever in the short story "the good samaritan."
“Great, Now that we have come to an understanding,” she said, flashing her white teeth. “I was sleeping then I heard screaming. I ran to the hallway then to the bathroom where I heard the screaming coming from,” she paused “It…” she trailed off looking at the tiled floor “It was my father…my so called ‘mother’ had stabbed him in the chest right where heart was. When I got there both of them were covered in blood and panting. I can’t say I’m surprised they had always been fighting it was a matter of time before one of them cracked. She ran away and I don’t know where she is but sir you ---”
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Narrates how harper rolled her big brown eyes, flipped her short brown, and kicked her narrow feet on the metal table in front of her.
Analyzes how harper had always been a little snobby. "do you want me to tell you the story or not pops?"
Narrates how the woman flashed her white teeth and ran to the bathroom, where she heard screaming. her father had stabbed him in the chest, and they were covered in blood.
Narrates how harper called the police after the coward ran away, but by the time they got to her house, her father was dead and her mother was long gone.
Narrates how the woman interrupted and screamed in his face. "don't give me any crap!"
Opines that she can either go to the institute for the rest of her life or take the death penalty. she tried to get more options but the society wouldn't let her.
Analyzes how the government makes and enforces the rules. if you're not perfect, they either kill you or send you to the institute.
Analyzes how ponny said, "true," as she calmed down. "so how did you get here?"
Narrates how ponny said, "well, good." "i have something i have to tell you," he said.
Narrates how ponny and i were going to break out of here, together.
Analyzes how she said, “we are going to break out of the society,” as if it were obvious.
Analyzes how the woman pointed at the side-by-side buildings blocking their view from the outside world.
Narrates how alex screamed back and ponny helped her up onto her feet. she noticed the two stiff bodies on the floor with knives sticking out of their chest.
Narrates how ponny and alex ran to the roof and countless guards came up behind them, guns in hand, stomping in sync.
Narrates how the detective got up, pushed a red button on the wall, then sat back down on his seat that was across from alex. a short woman came waking in, struggling to walk normally in her ridculously high heels.
Narrates how a girl rose from the top bunk and shoved all the sheets of her onto the floor. she was tall and towered over alex who was only five feet six inches.
Analyzes how alex screamed in his face, smiled at her, then walked down the door filled hallway. the guard turned the corner and directed her attention to ponny.
Narrates how ponny reassured alex that they were alright. she screamed at her, but she didn't budge.
Narrates how ponny and alex snuck out to the cafeteria to get food. they ran and ran, the alex fell. if they got caught they would be tortured.
Describes how alex screamed with joy as she wiped the tears from her face.
Analyzes how ponny and alex jumped causally. the guards swarmed around them ready to fire their guns.
Narrates how the guards shot ponny and alex, and they went over the edge of the roof, plummeting to the ground below.
children want their dinner. She sits in the bus away from the window. Afraid to
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Narrates how she breathes in the air, sniffs it, and rolls it around in her mouth.
Describes the arms, thighs, back, breasts, breathing into her ear and mouth.
Analyzes how her voice comes out with hardly a quiver and she smiles her triumph.
Narrates how she has the ticket and the change in her hand.
Explains that the driver comes down and he pushes down with his hands and one foot at a time.
Opines that it is hot in the bus, hotter the further they go. pictures fly past her; houses.
Opines that jack can still do it, think on the spot, and forget how to.
Describes how the woman takes a scarf from her bag and wraps it around her head.
Narrates how the woman closes her eyes for a moment, resting her cheek against the warm warmth.
Narrates how the woman just wanted to look at the gardens, so pretty in the spring, but nobody asked. she simply put on the good blue dress, combed her hair, and walked.
Narrates how she takes off her shoes, rolls down her rights, digs her toes in, and rubs the soles into her feet.
Analyzes how the woman's voice shakes when she asks for two sections. she practises that too in her head over and over.
Opines that they have to get home because the children want their dinner. she sits in the bus away from the window.
Opines that it's a nice place, but everything to do there ends up with dying.
Analyzes how jess grips the seat with her hands and they are hot and sweaty. jack said "i don't want to leave you," and she took his head in her.
Describes how she whispered to him and held him strong and tight while he needed it, and then let her tears wash down over her face and over his.
Narrates how she manages the steps and the post office down the road. she has her book ready in her bag but how much?
Narrates how the woman makes herself think to write the name and the numbers. she has to stop shaking and rub in some warmth.
Analyzes how the young man behind the counter smiles into jack's blue eyes and slides her book back to her with money. he says have a nice day and she echoes it back at him.
Narrates how jean legget broke her hip and steps out in the streets.
Narrates how she is doing it, sitting high up on the bus beside the window. nobody will look for her.
Explains that when you're old, you can't even pee or cry properly, and nobody touches you except to wipe.
Narrates how the branch needed taking off, blocking the kitchen window, and hopping up on the step ladder.
Narrates how one of the kids next door saw her fall in and out of gold red silver pinpoints of light.
Opines that she saw how tom looked at the black eye, bruises, and red weeping sore on her hand and the plaster. his eyes are jack's.
Opines that they can't keep a proper eye on you now we're in wellington and with kate away until next year. mum please, its best.
Opines that what's best for them is dead or back how things were. jack said it, what about an orchard up central?
Describes jack and his body with mine, spooned against mine late in the hot dark, and tom and katy breathing soft and strong from the next.
Analyzes how michelle holds onto michelle's arm getting down the steps. the heat hits her, the utterly blue blue sky and that sun of her face.
Narrates how a woman is hungry for the first time in months and buys pie and cream bun and takes them to the park. the gravy is hot and salty and runs over her chin.
Narrates how she watches for it and cries out for him to stop.
Analyzes how each season is sharp and so defined it is a drama, celebrated event, with poplars turning, napkins frozen stiff and white on the line, and the sun frozen way up behind grey.
Describes how the girl follows the gravel road and then down onto the track. she has to push at the lupins and the wild thorny rosehip bushes to get through.
Narrates how the woman walks over to the river and cups water in her hands and pours it over her face and sits on the stones close to it.
Describes how katy throws back her head and her long wet hair streams around her shoulders. they glide along the river on the tyre which is like a black sleek seal.
Drinking is never a good idea, and when you throw in driving you have a deadly combination. “Each year, nationally, more than 1,000 people typically die between Thanksgiving and New Years in drunk driving crashes” (Cismaru). The effects of drunk driving are very serious and need to have action taken to stop it. Some of the severe effects of drunk driving are: car crashes, jail time, and worst of all death. One of the biggest effects of drunk driving is the car crashes caused by the drivers that are under the influence of alcohol.
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Explains that drinking is never a good idea, and when you throw in driving, you have deadly combination. the effects of drunk driving are very serious and need to be stopped.
Opines that innocent people should not be punished for the things drunk or even buzzed people do.
Compares canada's drunk driving to the us death toll of 454 per 100,000 population and states that the statistics are mighty big to allow that many people to drive under the influence and crash.
Opines that the u.s. can put an end to drunk driving.
States that mejeur, jeanne, "way too drunk to drive." state legislatures vol. 31 no. 10.
Analyzes the nsduh report's state estimates of drunk and drugged driving.
Opines that alcohol-related accidents cost the us more than $114 billion in expenses related to injuries, deaths, lost wages, and quality of life issues.
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You’re on your way to high school graduation, one second you are talking to your best friend about what you will do after high school, and all of a sudden you find yourself struggling to breath, your face was in the airbag, and your car was flipped over. You were rushed to the hospital, missing the one day you’ve been waiting for. About a week later when you were released from the hospital, you figure out that your best friend that was in the car with you had died. When you got in the accident, the other driver was drunk and had swerved into your lane at the last second and was going the wrong way.
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Explains that drunk driving is often a symptom of alcohol misuse, or abuse. alcohol impairs the brain which results in poor judgement, and alcohol also causes over confidence.
Explains how digital technology is encouraging drinking and driving. it calculates your blood alcohol content by imputing the drinks you've had according to height and weight.
Opines that drunk driving is wrong, but there are many ways to prevent it. people affected by it can die or be close to death.
Narrates how a drunk driver swerved into their lane at the last second and killed their best friend. almost 300,000 drunk driving accidents occur in one day.
Analyzes how arabella vásquez's little girl, chilli, was injured in a drunk driving accident on "the faces of drunk driving".
Analyzes how chilli's touching four-page letter to the drunk driver reflects her strength and compassion. she worries whether the man who caused her life-altering crash misses his family.
Analyzes how the ny daily news reporter shares her horrifying story as the victim of a drunk driving accident.