Part I: First Person Point of View from Walter I decided to invite that man Linder over to say that after all we won’t be taking the house my mama bought for our family in Clybourne Park. If I’m being honest I think that my family is mad, well upset at me for my decisions lately, but I don’t care because I’m doing what’s best for my family. We heard a knock at the door, and I figured it must be him, and it was so of course we let the man in. He sat down and we were having a serious talk while mama and Beneatha were putting their opinions in the conversation. We were talking about how the best thing might be not to move in after all his reaction kind of set me over the edge because he looked to happy, while on the other hand my families were not. That was when I made the final decision which was to move into the house my mama bought, so I told him that we were taking the house, and that was it. My family was very happy, and so I told them let’s start packing, and the tension started to fade away. Part II: Third person …show more content…
He knows that we all are mad at him, but I’m not that mad I just think he doesn’t always uses his head. She bought this house for our family, and so that we all could have a better life, and I know by him doing this is making her devastated. He thinks he’s doing what’s best for the family, but he’s just doing what best for him. There was a knock on the door, so they answered and of course it was him, he came in and sat down then they started having a serious conversation. While she was saying how this wasn’t the best, and everything. When they finally got to the point about giving up the house Linder gave this awful look of happiness, and that’s when he looked at us and got mad. All of a sudden he changed his mind and took the house. That was when everything started to go back to normal and he looked very
In the short story, “The Painted Door”, John and Ann are a married couple, who have been together for seven years, and yet despite this fact, they still have trouble communicating. Ann wishes, from the very beginning of the story, that John would stay at home with her rather than go to check on his father. However, rather than expressing these sentiments exactly, she acts very cold towards him and insists that she’ll be perfectly fine, trying to guilt him into staying. Though it works, as John offers to stay with her rather than visiting his father’s farm, Ann decides to instead push away her feelings of spite and loneliness and allows him to leave, despite worrying about his safety and how she’s going to cope while John is gone. This is the
He demonstrates his aunt’s willingness to help writing: “‘I know that things are bad between you and your mom right now, and I just want you to know that I am on your side.’” Her generosity made a great impression on Andrews. He extends this thought further when he writes “‘And in the meantime, if you ever need to get away, my house is always open to you. And to Darian, too.’” The trust his aunt placed in him influenced him hugely in his life. He continues to impress this point recording: “I was grateful but shocked. She and Mom were really close, and for Susan to go behind Mom’s back like that was huge.” He used emotional change in order to exhibit how moved he was by the support he received from his family members even if it was only one ally who was on his side from the start. This abundant amount of assistance from his aunt causes the audience to empathize by relating personal experiences from their own families to the
Everything was going great at Oakville farm, I mean everything was normal and okay how it should be if you don’t count that the fact Donna came home late last night. She came home around two or three o’clock in the morning when it was pitch black outside, and believe me this isn’t the first time it ever happened either, maybe it’s not that big of a deal to you but to me it is, Donna here is the farmer’s daughter. While Mr. Salem is away she’s the one in charge of us,and because she’s the one in charge of us we haven't eaten in two days! Mr. Salem always made sure we were cared for, and was handled with love but , Donna on the other hand she just doesn’t care. There’s a lot of us here on the farm, we have a variety of animals here like horses,
she stop judging him. He says that he feels as though his home is a
I woke up at John Morris’ house, on his coach. As I knocked a flyaway hair out of my face I noticed my face was wet, with tears, and then it all hit me at once that my Dad and Mrs. Borden were dead. Suddenly I couldn’t breathe. I heard John Morris ask if I was alright, but that seemed like a completely different world, I responded with a meek okay, so Mr. Morris wouldn’t see me like this. That didn’t work though, I saw his tall shadowy figure ducking under the door frame with tea. As Mr. Morris sat down and put the tea on the coffee table in front of us, I turned my head and quickly wiped the tears from my eyes in hopes he wouldn’t see.
what was right by trying to do his best and make up to his wife about
He just turned and left without a word. I touched Lennie’s grave. The rough touch of the wood deflecting to my fingers. I walked back to the ranch. Everyone was asleep. I wanted to run away tomorrow but I couldn’t let this chance pass up. It also prevented any chance of Candy following me. I tiptoed out of the room and went straight to the woods. I made sure to mix myself in with the shadows of the trees. I saw the river and It felt like I did it...until I felt something grab me by my neck. I quickly got flipped over and pushed to the ground.
She tries make her husband aware of the damage, expressing, "You look as if you didn't know what to do with yourself in this house, either...You're beginning to feel unnecessary too." (3)
...ce near Mean Lady Ming’s where we bought shrimp lo mein. I grabbed Vonetta and Fern and we all ran off. Five minutes later of running we were at Cecile’s house. At the doorstep, I heard crying. This crying sounded like Cecile. Could she have really changed? We opened the door and ran in and hugged her. Surprisingly the door was opened. She must have went searching for us because there were two distinct footprints on her welcome mat before we entered the house and before we stepped on the mat. She really has changed. “You all better hug tight Vonetta and Fern.” I said with tears of joy. “My babies, my babies! I will never treat you that bad ever again. I am so sorry!” cried Cecile. “ From now on I will care for you and be a good mother. I am sorry for however I treated you.” cried Cecile. For the first time in forever, my sisters and I actually had someone to call Ma.
My first signature theme was discipline and it means that I need to have everything together all the time. I need order and stability in my life that I created in order to be happy and feel safe. Others can come to find my need for order annoying and this may be because they do not understand my need for predictability. My next signature theme was competition and it means that I thrive when it comes to winning or achieving something better than others. If I don’t outperform someone that I may feel hollow and that I am weaker than that person. It means that I need to compare things that I do to others. My third theme was included and it is having a large group of people of friends in your life because you want to make sure everyone is included. It means that I am very accepting of others no matter what race, gender, religion or other barriers that may arise. The fourth theme I had was an activator and it is an indicator that I believe that action is required to get things done. It means that I need to get things done in an instant and that if
have opened the door for his anger, but he chose to be intimate with his wife. At the closing of
After what seemed like an eternity of rigorous tests and dealing with the painful longing of wanting to hold a precious baby of my own in my arms, it happened; my dreams at long last came true. I was pregnant! But something happened; I felt my world come crashing down. The thought of bringing another life into this world terrified me.
In the first scenerio: "I have a fantastic manager. She is a strong leader, supportive, kind, and still has high expectations. I recently missed sending an email to a client that she asked me to follow-up with. I want to make sure that I never disappoint her." One solution to take after not following up with the client as directed by the manager could be to immediately email the manager and let her know about the mistake made in not completing her directions. Also immediately email the client to continue following up with them. Not following up with the client is the employee's mistake and he/she could use better time management skills, a lesson learned in Pro-Skills. To never disappoint the manager again using a calender, sticking notes
I stood on the firm sidewalk with a pink suitcase in my hands. Puzzled, I stared at the beautiful, white, house in front of me. Large windows and a big front porch stared at me. I was completely afraid of what was about to happen to my seemingly perfect life. I remember standing there, feeling as if my body was frozen. I couldn’t seem to pick my feet up and join my mom and dad at the front porch. I saw my mom wave at me to come inside. As I start to walk, I remember seeing my two brothers come out of the car, as well as, two other familiar faces. Everything at this point didn’t make much sense to me, but I just did as I was told and walked. I meet my brothers and two cousins at the door. My mom is smiling from ear-to-ear. All I could think
I had waited all day to talk to my mother, for it was my grandmother’s birthday and she had been busy all week with the party preparations. I finally manage to get her attention and break the news. At the time, I knew I was doing the right thing, I finally told her I was dropping out of school, hence, I received a job offer I couldn’t refuse. My plan was to work for two years, save enough money and finish school then. As I expected, my mom was speechless with her mouth and eyes wide open. My step dad just stood there scratching his head like trying to put some type of logic to my plan. The first thing that came out of my mother’s mouth was, “are you crazy”! The next thing she said was, “why are you rushing, you are making a big mistake