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Areli wakes up on a cot. The first thing she notices is the thick darkness around her. She can't see anything. She tries to remember how she got her but she can't. The last thing she remembers is when she got in bed. She tries to sit up but her body doesn't respond. She is strapped down. She pulls against her restraints but to no avail. Terror shoots down her spine as she realizes she could be in danger. "Help! Is anyone there?" She says louder than she intended. "Who's there?" a familiar voice responds in a panicked yet relieved voice, "Areli?" "Yeah. Jocelyn?" Areli replies. "Yes. Are you okay?" "I'm strapped down. Can you take off these bands?" "I wish I could... I'm strapped down too." "Oh." Areli looks around, seeing only blackness. All of a sudden, the lights flickers on. The sudden change of brightness hurts Areli's eyes. Once her eyes adjust, she notices that they are in a square room, about twenty feet by twenty feet. The walls are brick painted white. The floor is black tile. There is a drain in the center of the room. In the opposite corner lies a fully dressed Jocelyn strapped down on a cot similar to hers. Near the corner to her right lies a pair of two thick, shiny, two inch wide black leather belts. "Do you know where we are?" Jocelyn asks. "No. I don't even know how we got in here... There's no door." Jocelyn and Areli continue to look around. They notice a speaker in the center of the ceiling and three lightbulbs surrounding it. "What are we going to do?" Jocelyn asks. "I don't know. Just wait, I guess." Areli responds. She looks down at herself and notices she is wearing the same thing Jocelyn is: a tight white quarter length shirt with a tight blue faded jean skirt. How did we get these clothes on? ... ... middle of paper ... .... "Okay, Okay! Stop please!" Areli begs. Jocelyn immediately takes her foot of the button. Areli is a,ready sweating and rubbing her bulging stomach. "Sorry." "It's fine. I don't know how we're going to do this. We have to expand until one of us explodes. I barely grew, like, two inches am that hurt enough. How are we going to deal with waists a foot larger than they really are?" "I don't know." Jocelyn, "All I know is that we don't have a choice. Okay it's your turn. Jocelyn nods towards Areli's button. Areli walks up to it and steps on it. Nothing happens as before. As Areli did, Jocelyn cringes; she groans and holds her stomach. She can feel all her clothes getting tighter—including the belt. The leather begins to make stretching noises but gives no mercy. The pressure in her stomach turns to an intense ache and the belt begins to burn. Still, she says nothing
Elie’s loss of innocence and childhood lifestyle is very pronounced within the book, Night. This book, written by the main character, Elie Wiesel, tells the readers about the experiences of Mr. Wiesel during the Holocaust. The book starts off by describing Elie’s life in his hometown, Sighet, with his family and friends. As fascism takes over Hungary, Elie and his family are sent north, to Auschwitz concentration camp. Elie stays with his father and speaks of his life during this time. Later, after many stories of the horrors and dehumanizing acts of the camp, Elie and his father make the treacherous march towards Gliewitz. Then they are hauled to Buchenwald by way of cattle cars in extremely deplorable conditions, even by Holocaust standards. The book ends as Elie’s father is now dead and the American army has liberated them. As Elie is recovering in the hospital he gazes at himself in a mirror, he subtly notes he much he has changed. In Night by Elie Wiesel, Elie loses his innocence and demeanour because he was traumatized by what he saw in the camps, his loss of faith in a God who stood idly by while his people suffered, and becoming selfish as he is forced to become selfish in the death camps to survive.
Elli talks about daily life in her neighborhood. Her mother does not show any compassion for her. When Elli complains of this, her mother brings up excuses that are unconvincing. Elli believes her mother does not care for her and that her brother is the favorite. Hilter’s reoccurring radio broadcast give nightmares to Elli, whos family is Jewish. The nights when the Hungarian military police would come and stir trouble did not provide anymore comfort for Elli. One night, her brother, Bubi, comes home with news that Germany invaded Budapest, the town where he goes to school. But the next morning, there is no news in the headlines. The father sends him back to school. He learns the next day that a neighbor’s son who goes to school with Bubi has said the same. The day after, the newspapers scream the news of the invasion. Bubi arrives home, and the terror begins.
It was already dusk and quite frigid by the time he found a spot a few miles down the river. Here he could set himself up in the thicket. He used moss and leaves to try and keep himself moderately warm as he lay down to go to sleep. Isi was awakened by a loud, paralyzing noise. Feeling sleepy, he didn't make much of it at first, but when he opened his eyes he saw
The rain cried as if the heavens had torn apart and came down to Earth to show its sorrow, beating a gentle yet violent tattoo on the roof. The cool breeze blew fiercely through the shelter sending a shiver down Liesel’s spine, awakening her from her slumber. She peered through the rotten sheet of linen that barely covered her shrivelled, thin body as the sound of little feet and nibbling rustled through her ears. Not of the children, but of mice, eating their way through her pillow; an empty potato bag. She heaved herself up, and staggered off the cement floor, wondering if it was wet or stone cold. Her head spun as she stood for a minute leaning against the mouldy walls to get her orientation back.
"I'm immobile from the waist down," she says calmly, she sees him start to panic.
“Not. I mean no. I’m stuck,” she replied in a breathy voice. He laughed low and rough, warm puffs of his breath hitting her as his hands groped the waist of the skirt again. A few tugs, and it slid down her body to the floor. His blue eyes staring up at her, while her skirt lay puddled in a soft heap on the floor. She struggled to control her breathing.
Mainly because I play basketball, I am aware of all the issues students’ athletes, trainers, water boys/girl and the coaches’ deal with. When it comes to playing sports a lot of equipment is needed, and when equipment is needed money is needed. The sports I am talking about deals with some type of ball that needs air pressure. The type of sports I am referring to can be basketball, volleyball, soccer, and football (Figure 1). All of those sports contain some kind of air to be placed inside of a ball. To do this we will need some form of an air pump. The price of each type of ball is over $25.00 (Figure 2). So instead of the athletic department, AAU Teams, summer leagues, etc. spending money on an air pump that temporary places air in balls; why not invest in an air pump product that does the job of all and more. Why is this air pump so different? This is an air pump that cannot be denied, it helps your pockets when budgeting
He pulled the scarf off and wound it around Armin's neck to help stop his trembling. The soft, dark blue fabric helped defend against the biting cold. Armin blushed, holding onto the scarf with one hand. However his blush went unnoticed, due to the freezing weather, his cheeks were already rosy red. Jean stuffed his hands into his coat pockets before continuing, "you don't have to tell me who did it, if you don't want to. But I atleast deserve to know what happened in Mr. Smith's office, don't you think?"
The first chapter of Assia Djebar’s novel, Children of the New World, is split into two parts. The first part is a background into the setting of the novel. The novel is based on the time period when the Algerians were at war with the French in the 1950’s in what is now called the Algerian War. The narrator first describes what it is like for women when neighboring villages were under attack. They try to stay safe by hiding in the backrooms of their house. There they try to hide what is going on outside from the children while at the same time watch what is happening. They would dream of a time when the war was over. The narrator quotes a woman whispering, “’The end,’ someone whispers, and then recites verses from the Koran to ward off bad luck. ‘That will be a marvelous awakening, a deliverance.’” They could be stuck there for days depending on how long the attack is. Even in their houses though, they were not safe. Occasionally, bomb fragments could end up on the terrace and destroy parts of their home. They also were not safe because if the attack was on their own village, the military would set every house on fire until the village was burnt to the ground and there was no way to find refugee from this.
The darkness of her bedroom crept into her body. As time progressed the sounds of the evening grew louder leaving her in a state of fear. Amongst the dark room she would see the shadow of someone standing outside her bedroom window. She didn’t know why someone would want to hurt her. Afraid to tell her parents she found refuge underneath the sheets of her bed. After several sleepless nights she spoke to her mother about the mysterious person outside her window. Her mother shrugged it off and told her that no one was there and not to worry. Her mother believed that this was either her imagination or eating too close to her bedtime. However, Elyn was determined to catch this mysterious man. Next, she enlisted the help of her brother Warren. Frightened they hid in the closet waiting to capture the bandit. Unfortunately, this heroic attempt was unsuccessful as the bandit never revealed himself to anyone but her. Soon it became apparent to everyone that no one was outside her window. But, these feelings of a watchful eye never fled her. As a result, Elyn spent many nights terrified underneath her sheets only falling a sleeping from
She looked down and could see feminine hands clasped in her lap. She wore a linen dress with a colorful band around the waist, and on dainty feet were leather sandals. “I am female.”
Opercular pumping is a mechanism utilized by certain fish for gas exchange. An opercular pump is used to pump water through the gills in an almost continuous unidirectional flow (SHSU). A dual pump is used in tandem in order to drive the unidirectional flow, both a buccal cavity and opercular cavity work simultaneously. The oral valve along the buccal cavity opens, allowing an influx of water. This influx of water causes an expansion of the opercular cavity, dropping the pressure (Hall). Water then enters into the opercular cavity and flows out due to opercular cavity compression. This compression pumps water out which leaves fresh air in the buccal cavity to be brought to the lungs for respiration. Lungfish utilize a different method of
Imagine a young girl; the harsh African sun is kissing her bronzed skin. The warm golden sand tickles her petite and tattered feet. The immense gold earrings she wears beats against her slender neck. Her stature is of a queen, yet she walks to an uncertain death. She stands in front of a small hut, or a tent. She glances back and sees the majestic sun that had once kissed her neck now set and somewhat leave her abandoned. She exists alone in front of that diminutive hut or tent and out comes a man. He is exhausted and is ready to go home to his companion and his supper. He looks a bit annoyed that she has come so late. His hands are stained with a ruby tint and his clothes the same. He motions the young girl in. Hesitantly, she makes small and meager steps to the entranceway. She steps into a minute room with little or no lighting. She stares upon two women and a rusty table that holds the screams of the girls that went before her. The man motions her to sit in the table. She slowly places her body on the stained and rusty table. She is a bit afraid that the table will not hold under her weight; nevertheless, she is held up. The man places his cold and clammy hands on her collarbone and pushes her back to the table. As she lies there she looks to her left and sees his instruments; a bloody and rusty razor blade.
Is it ethical or even helpful to try to impose order on a haphazard existence? Is it right to play God, to steal the limelight from the cosmos? Man used to ponder existence, but with the increasing possibilities of science, we now ponder our power over existence. In “An Experiment with an Air Pump,” Shelagh Stephenson uses symbolism associated with Isobel as a voice of foreboding in a society “enraptured by the possibilities of science” (3). Stephenson associates Isobel with a bird, a pile of bones, and a sheep to reveal the dark side of the “light,” the scientific revolution.
Emilia races to hand me a bag of things and something else- a manual. Telling me how to act human, I am sure. She says that she is sorry. I feel wetness come from my eyes, and then I feel something more- a feeling of uncomfortable pain that makes my insides churn. It makes me want to run, to push my way out of this door and just live without any of this.