Christmas Memories Approaching Grandma's, our family anticipates the grand holiday about to be rekindled once again. With our family and friends about to be reunited with each other, each family member is trying not to notice how long the last kilometer is taking. The trees along the road seem to crawl by slower as Dad pushes his foot harder. Inch by inch, Second by second, we approach the long awaited destination. Finally when we arrive at Grandma's house our long journey is over. We each take a huge breath as we step out onto the crispy snow that snaps beneath our boots. The air is fresh and creates a shiver down my spine. I make my way to the frost coated back door, illuminated by the green and red Christmas lights. As I open the door and step into a house full of cheek pinches and hugs, an array of Christmas odur engulfs me, and makes my mouth water. As I yell "HELLO" I hear voices laughing, talking, and asking who's at the door? In the next second "Millions" of relatives are giving me there greetings and gladly inviting us into the house. As my family and I are quickly made comfortable, I look around..... Plates full of Christmas pastries, Christmas decorations, and Christmas music lightly penetrates the air as the family socializes with each other. The constant murmer of the voices, serves as a background for the music. My cousins are running making their laps around the living room while playing tag and laughing to their hearts content. I hear a voice saying "My have you ever grown up!" I turn to my left and stand up to address my complimenter. Grandma, awaken from her heavenly sleep, stands slightly crouched with an antique smile painted gracefully across her face. I reach out and hug her frail body. We both sit down and talk about my families prolonged journey to her house. The rest of the night carries on similar to this and to my suprise, supper is served. Everyone is seated at the large oak table with crazed looks apon their faces. Eager to devour whatever is set before them, each family member is tempted by the tantalizing smell of the vast amounts of goods presented to them. My mind goes blank.... almost like a sudden amnesia, I start to dig into the delicious plate of delightful treasures, and then find myself in a daze laying on the couch, in what seems to be about an hour later. I listen and watch the building excitement found in each of my cousins faces as they think of ravagly ripping radically at the smooth silky present paper. Santa is Coming! Santa is Coming! Just then a load voice yells," Time to open presents, Santa is here!" A uncontrollable excitement overcomes my cousins as then they fly into the room that contains that heavenly Christmas Tree. I get up with a sudden surge of excitement and proceed to the door. An amazing sight grabs my eye's attention. The tree, decorated in beautiful perfection with candy canes, ribbons, and ornaments of all shape and color. This sight fascinates myself as well as everyone that sets their eye's on it. Christmas at my Grandma's, my forever cherished memory.
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As a child and adolescent, both Heathcliff’s sullen manner and unpleasant appearance fail to comply with the so called heroic characteristics that are often encompassed by the genuine romance hero. He does however pursue many similar traits to that of the Byronic hero including his arrogant and selfish morality. “Is Mr. Heathcliff a man? If so, is he mad? And if not, is he a devil? I sha'n't tell my reasons for making this inquiry; but I beseech you to explain, if you can, what I have married”. Bronte commonly uses other characters prejudice outlooks to emphasise Heathcliff’s unruly behaviour and appearance. One character ...
The appearance of Heathcliff is based on how people treated him in the past as well as all the prejudices he had to face throughout his entire life. Although he does have a aggressive and bad side of himself he still can be pointed out to be the hero of Wuthering Heights. He never gave up on anything: His passionate love for Catherine, Wuthering Heights or the plan of going to heaven despite everything that happened before. At the ent
Heathcliff, who is found seemingly orphaned, is brought to live at Wuthering Heights by a man known as Mr. Earnshaw. Heathcliff eventually falls into an unbreakable and passionate love with Catherine, the daughter of Mr. Earnshaw. As the years pass, the two of them form an inseparable bond. However, Catherine’s elder brother Hindley becomes jealous of Heathcliff immediately due to the attention he receives. In turn, this creates a terrible feud between Heathcliff and ...
...ist, has trouble adapting. This is similar to the character of Igby, who just needs a “sunny day” to bring up his spirits. This shows Steers’ perspective on how a non-conformist can be incapable to live in a conformist society which fails to recognise individual needs, which is typical of contemporary youth. Through exploring the issue of relationships, Salinger and Steers are able to convey their ideology on non-conforming youth.
and shut my door. I heard the house door close and I knew it was my mother.
There is no disputing that while we are out and about we must walk through many doorways. Whether we are at work, school, the mall, a supermarket, a restaurant or the post office we have all been in the position where nearing the entrance to a building can have an effect on our day. When a person sacrifices a few precious seconds out of their busy schedule to reach back and hold the door open it has the tendency to induce a smile. But can it muster up a couple of words? It is one of the first phrases we learn as children, yet sometimes it seems that not enough of us have mastered it. An underestimated expression that when used can change your opinion of an individual. Two words make up this simple and straightforward saying: thank you.
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Heathcliff is a many faced character, in his early years he is characterized somewhat by his fiery temper, his sullenness, his proud nature, his fierce attachment to Catherine, his spitefulness and his capacity for hatred. The adult Heathcliff, who returns to Wuthering Heights after a three year absence, is a super-human villain driven by revenge, distorted by the sense of the wrongs done to him and made emotionally unstable by Catherine's marriage. This later Heathcliff is characterized by callousness by incapacity to love and eventually by an all-consuming passion for revenge against those who have wronged him and for unification with his beloved Catherine.
the door. In result to this the boy cries and decides to get a shovel
in trouble.I open the door to see my brother my sister and my mom sitting
Footsteps echo like an eerie greeting outside the door. They shuffle closer, so close to discovering me, only a door separates me from death. The steps slow as they come nearer to my place. The sound of a handle slowly twisting fills my ears like thunder. I barely stop the scream of terror from escaping my quivering lips. This was it. Death stares me in the eye and I cry like the tears will save me.
John Donne’s poems are similar in their content. They usually point out at same topics like love, lust, sex and religion; only they are dissimilar in the feelings they express. These subjects reflect the different stages of his life: the lust of his youth, the love of his married middle age, and the piety of the latter part of his life. His poem,’ The Flea’ represents the restless feeling of lust during his youthful days but it comes together with a true respect for women through the metaphysical conceit of the flea as a church in the rhythm of the sexual act.
Standing at the door, I saw that the closet doors were open and all of my