One summer morning, Niou woke up from his slumber, only to find out that he only had 5 minutes to go before morning practice started. Without eating his breakfast, he ran off to school, wearing a rather wrinkled uniform (which was the uniform he wore yesterday) and without even bothering to fix his tie.
It was 7:05 when he reached school.
Uh-oh.
It meant trouble.
He sneaked into the courts, careful not to get caught by Yukimura or Sanada. He was near the club room when Yukimura saw him and, thank the gods, wasn’t pissed, as he calmly directed Niou to change into his jersey without further ado. However, after changing, he had to deal with his beloved Sanada-fukubuchou’s wrath, meaning he had to run 50 laps plus the warm-up 10 laps.
Oh, joy.
Marui laughed at him for being late, and so did Kirihara, who dared accuse him of watching dirty movies at night. He sent them a glare, mentally noting to prank these two later, before running his laps.
Sweat beads began trickling down his face furiously as he ran his fifth lap. The sun is surprisingly striking today, he noticed, wiping a hand to his sweaty forehead, and looked up to the sky. It was summer, alright, but today was unusually hot.
After running the assigned laps, he played a match with Kirihara, winning 7-6 due to Kirihara passing out.
"Ah, what a hot day," he remarked, wiping his sweaty forehead with his arm. He took the water bottle on the bench and chugged it down as if he had never drank anything before.
"That explains why the brat passed out," Marui said, pointing at Kirihara who was sprawled on the ground, breathing heavily.
“It's natural to be hot because it's summertime," Yanagi said calmly, holding a notebook on one hand.
"But it isn't natural to be this hot!" Marui ye...
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...felt like an ice being cooked in a frying pan. The icy, sharp blue eyes of hers stared peacefully at the view outside the window.
Niou never thought that there was a girl this beautiful. He always thought that girls only become beautiful when they fix themselves (put makeup, style their hair, etc.), but this one betrayed his theory. This girl, Niou thought, is one of a kind.
Instead of sleeping, he spent his time staring at this girl, forgetting everything around him. He was shook out of his thoughts when the announcer said that the train was in Tokyo now. Niou watched the girl step out of the train. He smiled and scratched his head.
"I forgot to take a nap just because of her?" he asked himself. "That's not like me."
He had a big smile on his face as he stepped out of the train. I look forward to see her again, he mused with a smile and walked off to do his job.
Many overlook the beauty that is expressed by nature. The images put together in nature influenced Mary Oliver’s “First Snow.” The beauty expressed in “First Snow” shows how there is hidden beauty in nature such as snow. Also how snow, not so simple, is something so stunning and breath taking. The descriptions of Oliver’s visions show that many things are overlooked in nature and shouldn’t be. She elaborates to show that nature sets forth not just snow, but something so much more. Mary Oliver uses many examples and proofs to show the beauty. In “First Snow” Mary Oliver conveys the image of snow to embody the beauty of nature.
In 1996 he started to race professionally. He raced the motocross season and got eighth over all in that season. When the season was over he was named rookie of the year for doing his best in that se...
a race with his friend Breeca. He knew that he would win with no effort at all,
In the nineteenth century, following the devastating American Civil War, author John Greenleaf Whittier wrote a lengthy poem designed to solve both personal and national problems. Whittier hoped that his poetry could stitch together the festering wounds left by the Civil War. While composing his work, Whittier realized that a reminder of good times from the past would assist his fragile country in its reconstruction; his poem “Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl” became the vehicle through which he achieved this goal. In particular, Whittier focuses in “Snow-Bound” on addressing his life in context, as well as on the issue of how the lessons of his youth apply to his country. He describes his early life, the issues of his family and memories, the contributions of nature to his literature, and, finally, his hope for the poem’s readers, which causes a fascinating response. Together, these attributes forever molded the United States as a nation.
In the book, “The Boys of Winter,” the author is making his attempt to show the reader that not only was the 1980 US Olympic hockey team not just great but also special. This team had a dream and it was to win an Olympic gold medal and for this big achievement there also is a need for a coach willing to accomplish a miracle. The improbably American adventure was one of the greatest sports moments of the 20th century. Their Soviet opponents were the best hockey team in the world at the time and didn’t think anything of their American opponents. As the American players arrived in lake Placid, NY little did anyone know that these 20 young men would captivate a country? This book describes the physical, emotional, and psychological abuse that
The Snows of Yesteryear is a series of portraits of Gregor von Rezzori’s family including two of his significant nurses and their lives during the two World Wars and the time in between. His home city of Czernowitz was caught in the aftermath of the Austro-Hungarian Empire’s fall when it was continually handed over between Romanian, German, and Russian rule. Rezzori’s autobiography gives an in depth look into his family—materially privileged but emotionally fractured—with each chapter focusing on a person who was essential to his journey into manhood. Rezzori draws parallels throughout the novel of the dissipation of the empire—pre- and post-World War I—and the disintegration of the family. In comparison to Rezzori, Stefan Zweig’s The World of Yesterday is more successful in portraying the grievance of losing his homeland, Austria.
Home? It had been a while coming. He fidgeted with his ring and stuck out his chest. He glanced at her picture framed on his desk and smiled.
The coldest winter ever, a best-selling novel written in 1999 by MC, and Activist Sister Souljah. This book place is set in the projects Brooklyn, New York. Winter Santiaga a pampered teenager, with a notorious drug dealing father, Ricky Santiaga. Winter’s world suddenly was turned upside down.
Robert Henri urged his students in Philadelphia and New York to reject idealism and to focus instead on reality, whether it be banal or harsh. “Draw your material from the life around you, from all of it. There is beauty in everything if it looks beautiful to your eyes. You can find it anywhere, everywhere.”
Characteristic calamities truly are very normal over the globe. There are of various types generally Earthquakes , Volcanic Eruptions and Snow storms. In light of the climatic conditions in my general vicinity Snow storms are inclined to be happened oftentimes. The primary Natural calamity in the whole Central America is a snow storm. Indeed there is a possibility of event of tremors. Anyway by watching the atmosphere from past decades there is a less risk of event of seismic tremors. Despite the fact that such seismic tremors happen the force that is recorded is low. Fortunately there are no volcanoes in the range. So there is no statement for the volcanic ejections to happen. Be that as it may there is an alternate debacle which is having an opportunity to happen is a Tornado. A few safeguards must be strictly utilized with a specific end goal to get maintained from these sorts of circumstances. All the individuals living in the specific group must be given legitimate directions on the sort of fiascos that are happened and the mind that ought to be taken while the event of such exceptionally risky episodes in the true worls.
The earth functions as more than a mat for humanity to walk on. It gives life, takes away life, invokes emotions and swallows them as well. Snow Falling on Cedars follows the murder trial of Kabuo Miyamoto, a fisherman, on the death of Carl Heine, another fisherman. Although complicated with the love triangle of Kabuo, his wife, Hatsue, and her former lover, Ishmael Chambers, and racial prejudices between the Japanese and white residents of the island, the earth or setting plays the important role of devouring the characters. David Guterson combines his research for the novel and his techniques employed while writing it with the prejudices established in the work and the development of the main characters in order to convey the cycle of decay
“Agh but mom.” Alex grumbled, turned over in bed and slammed the pillow over his head.
The tone of the poem, at the beginning, has a very sad feeling to it. It shows this by using imagery to display the reality of the situation. The starting lines suggest that it is probably not going to be a good day “Winter mornings” (1). Winter is usually associated with terms such as the dark season. In the medieval ages, for example, winter is when the crops stop growing and the time most people freeze to death. As for the poem, the winter morning could signify as a bad omen of sorts foreshadowing events later to come. Later on in the story, the main character sees “kids huddled like grouse in the plowed ruts in front of their shack waiting for the bus” (3-7) which would bring anyone seeing this sight into an unhappy mood. The children hugging each other for warmth means that the clothes are not layered enough to keep them from the cold. Just seeing the scene of kids freezing is enough for anyone feel pity for them. Adding on to the heartbreak of seeing kids shivering, the poem implies that they are poor. The shack provides evidence that the kids’ are poor; this is because if the kids’ family cannot even afford a decent house, odds are they cannot provide proper clothing.
Have you ever had a day in your life that just seemed to be bad just because it wanted to be? Have you ever thought that the whole world was against you? You probably thought, “This day sucks.” Or, as some drama queens might say, “This is the worst day of my life!” In Robert Frost’s Poem, “Dust of Snow,” Frost explores the idea of one simple thing affecting the rest of your day in a positive way, even if you think the day will never get better. I believe that this poem is about allowing something to make your day better, even if what happens is a seemingly simple thing.
The Winter's Tale is a perfect tragicomedy. Set in an imaginary world where Bohemia has a seacoast, and where ancient Greek oracles coexist with Renaissance sculptors, it offers three acts of unremitting tragedy, followed by two acts of restorative comedy. In between, sixteen years pass hastily, a lapse which many critics have taken as a structural flaw, but which actually only serves to highlight the disparity of theme, setting, and action between the two halves of the play. The one is set amid gloomy winter, and illuminates the destructive power that mistaken jealousy exercises over the family of Leontes, King of Sicilia; in the second half, flower-strewn spring intervenes, and all the damage that the King's folly accomplished is undone--through coincidence, goodwill, and finally through miracle, as a statue of his dead wife comes to life and embraces him.