As the car stopped, he caressed me immediately; in synch with the stopping of the engine was the start of us. I say us because I feel like that’s what it is to become intimate with someone, you merge, mesh, mix into some form of a united being. I enjoyed him. Intimacy was an act of passion. It didn’t take love to feel passion, and it didn’t take an appropriate union to become a part of another person. We were one as he kissed me, touched me. I felt him and he felt me. One.
“You like that,” he said, panting like some needy animal.
Please be quiet.
“Say it if you like it,” he panted some more.
Shut the hell up.
“Is it good?”
“Quiet!” I yelled without realizing that my thoughts were vocalized. He pulled back and stared at me as if I were some whacko, needless to say the look was returned. A quick awkward expression and a not so melodious cry ended the moment. Now, the only sounds we heard other than the heavy breathing of us both was the zooming of passing vehicles. As I licked over my dry lips I recognized the taste of sweat in my mouth, kissing his neck I guessed. As he got up and scooted to ‘his side’ of the van I scratched my head noting that my hair felt like shit. Relaxed hair need not get sweaty; I felt the naps I tried so hard to conceal creeping back into the roots of my follicles. No ‘good’ hair here. His eyes were closed and I could see the moon reflecting light off of his caramel-complexioned skin.
I got up and moved, naked, to the front of the van to roll down the windows; the dankness of the vehicle was enough to make me gag.
“When are you going to take me home?” I asked. Without opening his eyes he shrugged his shoulders and gestured for me to shut up.
“I would like to get back before my show...
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...ooks, Paw-Paw was the only person in the world to ever call me beautiful.
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“You are not like me.” I said plainly. I opened my eyes to see that he was no longer listening. One thing about us, we connect during intimacy, but other than that we play tag. I want to tell him, though. Shake him and explain that his color makes me squirm. The way others of his ‘paper-bag-brown’ have talked down to me, made me question myself. Tell him that it took years to reverse the hatred that I grew for myself. I was eager, wanting to spill it all to him, make him understand. But I mellowed out. Looking at the moon on his skin I just pulled him towards me into my shadow, my dark shadow. Instead of telling him how I felt I would show him. Show him my hatred, my love, my curse, and my blessing. And in that van, in the dark of my shadow, we were both as black as we wanted to be.
In Stephen Weil’s essay, he argues “the museum’s role has transformed from one of mastery to one of service” (Weil, 196). According to him, museums have changed their mission from one that cultures the public to one that serves
In the film it is stated that during World War II the Nazi party started to forcefully collect artworks from all around Europe in 1939. The term forcefully collect is better described as stealing. Hitler wanted these artworks to add to his personal collection. This became his hobby. His hobby took to others in the regime and eventually all high ranking officers were looting paintings for the sport of it. As it progressed collecting art became a required hobby for them.
In The Autobiography of an Ex-Colored, the author James Weldon Johnson, constructs an oppressive and judgmental image of America through the experiences of an unnamed man of mixed ethnic background. The main character remains nameless in an effort to represent the common man as well as to add to the issue of identity. As a mulatto, the ex-colored man struggles with the question of what he is. The book explores the differences between races and the difference in the way a person is treated depending on what color their skin is. Since the ex-colored man was not simply b...
Summary: how it feels to be colored me In ‘How it feels to be colored me’ Neale Hurston opens up to her pride and identity as an African-American. Hurston uses a wide variety of imagery, diction using figurative language freely with metaphors. Her tone is bordering controversial using local lingo. Hurston begins the essay in her birth town: Eatonville, Florida; an exclusively Negro town where whites were a rarity, only occasionally passing by as a tourist.
Through the use of imagery, diction, and several literary tools Zora Hurston shows love for her culture and color; therefore Hurston contributes to the essay’s theme, of celebrating her African American culture, by conveying her emotions. Hurston’s use of imagery allows readers to easily imagine the things which she so vividly describes, her diction conveys the emotions she felt throughout her experiences, and her use of literary tools captivate readers. The theme of “How It Feels to Be Colored Me” is not sad or dreary, rather it is upbeat and optimistic because Hurston loved who she was.
In recent years, a major controversy in the NCAA has been whether or not student athletes in college should be paid for playing sports. There are different viewpoints from different people stating if they should or not. Many people believe that they are already being rewarded enough with their education being paid, but even with the school’s help with their tuition and school fees, many have trouble paying personal expenses. Even though some people believe they shouldn’t be compensated for their hard work and dedication, it is the right thing to do, due to their lack of time occupied by sports and schoolwork. Many famous athletes in college such as Johnny Manziel and Tim Tebow bring in millions of dollars into their universities due to publicity and even though they are breaking their backs they don’t receive a single dime for their hard work. The college coaches also get a really high salary, just for coaching the players. They also receive many contracts that include shoe contracts, TV and radio contracts, and many perks along the way. When the coaches get their teams to the playoffs or win major games, they might receive big bonuses. It doesn’t make sense that the athletes are the ones that are doing all the work to get the far yet they don’t see any form of compensation. Many executives from the NCAA and the universities also get millions of dollars from big sporting events, and they do nothing to earn it. The athletes are the ones taking stuff out of their time and working hard to not get paid.
College athletes should be paid! College athletes are often considered to be some of the luckiest students in the world. Most of them receiving all inclusive scholarships that cover all the costs of their education. They are also in a position to make a reputation for themselves in the sporting world preparing them for the next step. The ongoing debate whether student athletes should be paid has been going on for years. These athletes bring in millions of dollars for their respective schools and receive zero in return. Many will argue that they do receive payment, but in reality it is just not true. Costs associated with getting a college education will be discussed, information pertaining to the National Collegiate Athletic Association (NCAA), and benefits student athletes receive. First, I’ll start with costs associated with college and most of all why student athletes should be paid!
Very often, Atticus manages to shows great courage without the thought of backing out of the situation. Even when their are negative consequences, he is able to continue to do the right thing. The utmost important example of this is Atticus representing Tom Robinson in court; he knows he has an extremely low chance of success and will be ridiculed by many who disagree with him yet he continues on anyway because it’s the morally correct thing to do. This shows a great deal of courage because courage is “when you know you’re licked before you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what.”(Atticus n....
Theodore Roethke’s short poem “My Papa’s Waltz” is a small representation of the bond between a young boy and his father while waltzing in their kitchen. The father has had too much whiskey in his system and seems to be drunk. The father and son are knocking over pans and creating a huge mess, upsetting the mother. The boy is trying to enjoy the dance with his father, but his ear is getting scraped on by his father’s belt buckle. This straight forward poem ends with the father waltzing the son up into his bed for the night.
All these writers agree that any individual has the capacity to do evil. Sometimes the most reliable of people can end up betraying someone else as seen in the case of King Duncan from the play of Macbeth by William Shakespeare. King Duncan was a good King but his greatest flaw was to always trust the wrong people such as the one that used to be the Thane of Cawdor. “He was an absolute gentleman on whom I built an absolute trust.”(1.4.13-14). apparently the King didn’t learn his lesson and ended up causing his own death. He made the mistake of putting his trust in the hands of Macbeth, a great warrior who people greatly admired before he killed their king and committed other violent and serious crimes just to get what he wanted. Macbeth’s wife gives him the following advice “Look like th’ innocent flower, but be the serpent under’t.” (1.5.63-64). this supports the idea that anyone can do evil even the people that look the most innocent just like in the story of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert L. Stevenson, Dr. Jekyll was a respected doctor and a prosperous man who was well established in the community. He was mainly known in the community for his decency and charitable works. Throughout a series of experiments he brought into existence his darker half that he had hidden over the years and ...
The poem leads us easily to draw this distinct conclusion. The poem doesn’t scream that boy hates his dad or even that his dad was hurtful or mean to the kid while he was young. Instead it is a poem that expresses physical control to the point of manipulation and maybe some abuse on the dad’s part. The waltz is portrayed as dangerous shown through the appearance of a disapproving mother (lines 7 and 8), a battered knuckle (line 10), a buckle that repeatedly scrapes a boy’s ear (12), and finally a dirt-caked hand that strikes the boy’s head repeatedly under the pretense of keeping time with the waltz. The fact that the speaker says, “You beat time on my head” (14), instead of “keeping time” strengthens this
Atticus is courageous because he went against the conventions of the town to willingly defend a black man in court, he was tormented and harassed but he saw
College athletes deserve a share of the money that they help to generate. It may seem odd and unjust to pay college athletes, but the reality is that compensation of such athletes is a necessity not only to keep competition at a steady level in college athletics, but also to encourage students to graduate and get their college degrees. It is not probable to pay an athlete $5,000 or even $10,000 per semester, but if each athlete got paid $2,000 over the course of the semester, this would give them some spending cash and an opportunity to start managing their money. Most athletic programs can’t afford to pay athletes on their own, so the NCAA needs to consider this idea of paying these athletes with the money they deserve. Athletes earn their schools hundreds of thousands of dollars, increase enrollment, and if they do well, provide a recruiting piece for generations. Few opposers to college athletes getting paid will say that athletes do not need to be paid because of many arguable and controversial reasons, however college athletes must be paid because they hold down a full time job, they are bringing in huge amounts of revenue for the colleges, and the future of these athletes is very harsh. To emphasize a point, Top NCAA executives are getting $1 million per year while an athlete can not even earn $50 from signing a few
“My Papa’s Waltz” by Theodore Roethke is a representation of the journey toward reconciliation of the love and the fear that the speaker, a young boy, has for his father, and is an extended metaphor for the way that we balance the good and bad in our lives. Whilst reading this poem it is impossible to determine definitively whether it is truly about a dance or if the speaker is actually being abused. However, I don’t believe that it really matters either way. Actually, I believe it is this ambiguity and push and pull between the two extremes that creates the overall sense of struggle that comes with the reconciliation of the facets of the father and son’s relationship. This dance between love and fear is accentuated by Roethke’s use of ambiguous diction, end rhyme, and iambic trimeter.
Color is sensed when white light bounces off an object and is reflected into the eye. Objects appear different colors depending on what colors were absorbed and which were reflected. Color is "seen" by the rods and cones in the eye. Cones detect color and rods detect black, white, and shades of gray. People who cannot see colors properly are colorblind. There are many different kinds of colors and they are classified in many different ways (The World Book Encyclopedia p 818, 819).