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They had never meant for it to get this far. They found the idea of a bit of spy work intriguing and, frankly, exciting. Who didn’t have dreams as a kid of being a secret spy, a double agent? But this was too much danger, too much excitement, and yet, they loved it. Loved every inch of it. Agent Shadow had grown up as a shy kid. She had always thought she would grow up and become something boring and normal. Yet, she had broken out of her shell in the strangest way possible. She had made best friends. She was a brand new person. Agent Shadow wasn’t her codename, Sophia was. She pretended she was normal and shy and quiet and a lovely and conscientious student, but once she was unleashed, she was a beast. Always …show more content…
Honestly Kat, you always take hoouurs to wake up. I’ve been up since six.’’ She peered over at the stove, ‘‘Food?’’ Kathie sighed and cracked another egg, flipping the first one. ‘‘I know you’re an early riser and all, but six? It’s summer vacation! Why bother waking up before eleven?’’ She placed the first egg on a piece of toast and flipped the other. ‘‘Thanks,’’ Anna said, grabbing the plate and heading over to the island, ‘‘but how could you forget? Soph here found us a mission.’’ She ruffled her friend’s curly hair. ‘’Yeah, but it’s possible that it's nothing interesting. Just some weird activity at a factory,’’ Sophia said. She swatted Anna’s hand. Kathie’s eyes lit up, ‘‘Right! I bet it is interesting, by the way. Strange things happen in factories. When I was in China, there was a big chemical explosion from a factory. Nobody knew if it was an accident or not, or even what the chemicals were. It was really crazy. Well, come on then,’’ She ate her own egg quickly, scarfing it down in all of three bites before running upstairs to change, ‘‘We can get there if twenty minutes if we run,’’ she yelled down, ‘‘and there’s a bakery along the way, Gerardo’s, so that’ll eat up another ten minutes. Ha, eat up. I didn’t even do that on purpose.’’ Her door was flung open, and she rushed down in her sneakers,
It is often astounding how secrets can tear lives apart. The Secret Lives of Sgt. John Wilson gives testament to this fact. This story is the ultimate portrayal of deception and betrayal set amidst the serene, isolated canvas of the Saskatchewan prairies. What makes this story seems unbelievable is the fact that this is a true story which actually occurred as opposed to being fiction. John Wilson killed his loving unsuspecting and hid her body in an isolated culvert in 1918 near Waldheim, Saskatchewan. Some years later he would be tried in a court of law, convicted and hung for his crime in Prince Alberta, Saskatchewan. He was the first and only Mountie to be hung in Canadian History. Once again, providing that the Mounties did get their man
up early she put on here rags and took some food from the kitchen and woke up
“Sure. Thank you,” Mrs. Whitmore said. She waved good-bye and shut the door, then listened. When she heard only giggles, she relaxed her shoulders, and went into the kitchen to start on the cookies. When they were finished, she brought the plate up with two glasses of milk to Lucy-Lou’s room. The girls had stopped giggling, and Sarah was sitting across from Lucy-Lou on the other side of the room.
...e is a severely misunderstood profession. The facts were tainted over the years to make movies and literature more enjoyable. Each passing year brings about new knowledge to the public about espionage. Some “facts” that are released must be thought and researched more on to make sure the fact isn’t fiction. One thing is for certain of spies and agents though. They live a tough life of lies.
Tillyard, E. M. W. "The Secret Agent Reconsidered." Conrad: A Collection of Critical Essays. Comp. Marvin Mudrick. Englewood Cliffs: Prentice-Hall, 1966. 103-110.
Ralph placed his grocery items on the counter carefully, making sure the eggs were put down gently, so that they didn’t crack. He was supposed to be hurrying, as his parents had invited him over for dinner, and his father had always lectured him on the importance of punctuality. He just wasn’t in the mood to spend Saturday evening with his parents, and quite frankly he wasn’t sure they wanted to either.
I watched the churning scene in amazement, marveling at the microcosm that these pizza boxes had become. I couldn’t bring myself to simply toss this wealth of life in a garbage can, yet the soggy pile shouldn’t sit in the yard any longer. There were only two individuals around that would appreciate this treasure more than I, and who could actually benefit from it too. A few minutes later I watched in satisfaction as my chickens, like two stately ladies, sampled the smorgasboard I offered. This is why I study zoology, I thought, for the enjoyment of just watching life act out its strange and comedic drama.
The insistent cadence of the telephone on the bedside cabinet had a certain sense of urgency to it. Stacey stirred from the warmth and comfort of her bed, switched on the bedside lamp, and glanced at the alarm clock. The time was five minutes to six. It was still dark outside. Sleepily, she picked up the receiver and spoke into the mouthpiece.
Throughout the book The Secret Agent written by Joseph Conrad, Conrad tells us the story through different characters who are apart of different groups based on jobs and interest. Whether it is Mr. Vladimir being apart of the government or Mr. Verloc being apart of the anarchist. Joseph puts people into the groups so serve the purpose of showing the audience where each character is in the social class. What does Conrad have to say about the social classes and the exploitation of those classes during the Victorian age.
In the novel The Secret Agent, by Joseph Conrad, the concepts of difficulty or obscurity and simplicity are greatly expressed. Many of the characters in the novel are morally simple while other characters have a vast amount of moral complexity to them. The same can be said about people in our world today in the sense that there are individuals with very simple qualities to them and ones who are almost the exact opposite of simple. The full title of the novel is The Secret Agent: A Simple Tale, but the temporal shifts in the novel make it more complicated than anticipated. This "simple tale" would be as simple as the title entails were it not for the complex nature of morality. Conrad's novel is not as famous as it is merely because of the plot of it, but rather because of how complicated the idea of morality is. It is easy to come to the conclusion that, due to the characters' moral values and how complex they are, that the novel portrays the modern world as morally complex. This does not mean that the plot of the novel is not important, though. The main themes are this novel are terrorism and anarchism, and these things are also very complex subjects. Terrorism and anarchism involve moral values, and this is what causes them to be so complex. The different beliefs of the two groups in the novel cause them to have different moral values, and these different values create a difficulty in telling whether an action is right or wrong. The complex world in the novel is brought forth by different moral values, and this complex world portrays the modern world as being complex as well.
Clara cleared her throat after 5 days of crying herself to sleep, “honey, you need to eat, daddy would want you to grow big and strong, you don't wanna disappoint him would you?” Zach slowly nodded his head no and sat down to eat his breakfast. Clara reached into her dusty wooden pantry to pull out pancake mix, and to her surprise there was none, she thought about it long and hard wondering if going out to get her son breakfast was worth the eyes of the whole town following her every move. “come on Zach, we need to go to the grocery store” She locked the door to her house and begrudgingly walked over to her worn Ford pickup truck, the trucks paint was now a brownish red hue, due to over exposure from offroading, and running into one too many thorn bushes. She opened the door to her truck, made sure Zach was inside and drove to the
A simple character, or flat character, is usually defined with one or two character traits and does not change much throughout the story. A complex character, or round character, is a character whose personality and background are prominent throughout the story and are subject to change. Joseph Conrad displays an excellent use of simple and complex characters throughout his novel The Secret Agent. Some characters seem simple, but Conrad surprises the reader by turning them into complex characters.
...as tempted to take it into one of the water-closets and read it at once. But that would be shocking folly, as he well knew. There was no place where you could be more certain that the telescreens were watching continuously';(Orwell 112). In the novel, the spies were the Thought Police. In our society, the same people exist, except we call them the FBI, the CIA or even boss.
Ding-dong! “Uh-oh”, I think, wiping my hands on a paper towel. “They must be here early.” It’s six-thirty, my guests aren’t due to arrive until seven, and I am already a half-hour behind. The lobsters are still boiling on the stove, the chunky potatoes are rock-hard and my spinach salad lies in pieces all over the kitchen floor. Things aren’t off to such a good start.
“Oh honey,” I answered, sadly acknowledging my daughter’s hunger, “ I wish it was. Actually, I’m not quite sure what it is. Help me clean it off, will you?” Emily and I began scrubbing the dilapidated, seaweed covered object in the warm waves of the Atlantic. “Wow, That’s not at all I expected.” I answered as I rolled an old bottle in the water. “At least we can get some money for this at the recycling center. Not much, but if we collect enough bottles we could get some lunch!” I looked hopelessly at the bottle.