Back in the days when animals could talk, there lived a small village in Ireland around the skirts of a forest. The forest was murky and loathsome, so horrid that the villagers were terrorized of ever going near it.
In this village lived a mother with her young daughter named Fiona. Fiona was a good natured child and was adored by the people in the village. Nevertheless she was still reckless and curious as any young tyke. After hearing such frightening stories about the forest she decided she must go herself.
“Mum may I go outside?” Fiona called to her mother innocently. Her mother met eyes with Fiona as she decided.
“Yes, you may Fiona.” Fiona grinned slyly as she swaggered to the wooden door. However before she could grasp the doorknob her mother interrupted her. When she placed her hand on Fiona’s shoulder, Fiona tensed, fearing her mother had discovered her intention for leaving the house.
“Now Fiona, remember not to stray afar from the house. We don’t want you getting lost now do we?”
“No…” Fiona mumbled as she presented her mother with a weak smile. Without waiting for a response Fiona left her mother in their tiny house.
As Fiona made her way through the village she walked anxiously and felt nauseous. She had never disobeyed her mother’s wishes before. Paranoid she walked with her head facing behind her shoulder feeling the presence of someone’s wandering eyes. Not noticing, she carelessly walked into a fragile old man. Startled she almost fell onto the moist grass.
“I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there!” Fiona gasped in surprise.
“ How could you have seen me? Your eyes where facing the wrong way lassie.” The old man chuckled as he noticed Fiona’s expression. Fiona didn’t seem to want to respond to the old ma...
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... no answer from the gentle spirit. She now noticed she was lost in a noiseless forest, all alone. Standing still in confusion, panicked and started scrambling. Suddenly she heard her mother’s soft and warm voice call out to her.
“Fiona? Fiona! Where are you my darling?”
Fiona cried back too her mother but she was nowhere to be found. She dropped to her knees and tears ran down her pale face. She missed being with her mother and playing in village where she felt safe. She continued crying in distress.
Then she noticed a familiar tone behind her. It was the old man’s voice. Fiona threw herself up and spun around. When she turned around she noticed it was not the same weak old man whom she had talked to earlier that day. He was now a strong, black wolf. With the same soul piercing eyes. He spoke with fury as he stared at her.
“Why did you not listen too me, Fiona?”
Living in Maryland, the narrator and her little brother Joey lived a very simple life. There mother had job that required many hours, and her father was unemployed and still in the process of trying to find a job. They lived in a very run down house in a very small poor community. One summer day, the narrator , Joey, and a group of kids from the community were bored and wanted to do something different. So,the narrator and the kids went down to one of the elders home, Miss Lottie. Miss Lottie was the old woman that everyone made stories about and for the kids they knew her as the witch. In the summer time Miss Lottie would always be in her front yard planting marigolds, which were an easy target to destroy. The kids all took part in throwing rock at Miss Lottie's marigolds, and the narrator was the coordinator. After they sprinted back to the oak tree, the narrator started to feel guilt for what she
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"Children of the Forest" is a narrative written by Kevin Duffy. This book is a written testament of an anthropologist's everyday dealings with an African tribe by the name of the Mbuti Pygmies. My purpose in this paper is to inform the reader of Kevin Duffy's findings while in the Ituri rainforest. Kevin Duffy is one of the first and only scientists to have ever been in close contact with the Mbuti. If an Mbuti tribesman does not want to be found, they simply won't be. The forest in which the Mbuti reside in are simply too dense and dangerous for humans not familiar with the area to enter.
Misery, trauma, and isolation all have connections to the war time settings in “The Thing in the Forest.” In the short story, A.S. Byatt depicts elements captured from both fairy tale and horror genres in war times. During World War II, the two young girls Penny and Primrose endure the 1940s Blitz together but in different psychological ways. In their childhood, they learn how to use gas masks and carry their belongings in oversized suitcases. Both Penny and Primrose suffer psychologically effects by being isolated from their families’ before and after the war. Byatt depicts haunting effects in her short story by placing graphic details on the girls’ childhood experiences. Maria Margaronis, an author of a critical essay entitled “Where the Wild Things Are,” states that “Byatt’s tales of the supernatural depend on an almost hallucinatory precision for their haunting effects.” The hallucinatory details Byatt displays in her story have an almost unbelievable psychological reality for the girls. Penny and Primrose endure the psychological consequences and horrifying times during the Blitz along with the magical ideas they encounter as children. As adults they must return to the forest of their childhood and as individuals and take separate paths to confront the Thing, acknowledge its significance in their childhoods, and release themselves from the grip of the psychological trauma of war.
She goes from a hateful, duplicitous woman, to someone who cares more about her husband than anything else in the entire world. The novel is riddled with barricades that test the love Myles and Fiona have for each other, but she is so stubborn and refuses to let anything stand in the way of their newly found love, especially her family. This novel truly is a storm of issues and dilemmas that throw everything it can at them. The characteristics Fiona has at the beginning of the book change and grow as the novel progresses. All the events in the book, beginning with the lies told by her father, to the end when she finds out the real truth only shape and grow her character. Readers can immerse themselves in a story about love and loss, tragedy and happiness, failure and success. Fiona Campbell is a true heroine, whose colors shine through and grow more vibrant as the story
The story leads the reader on an exploratory journey to witness the neglect by Emily's extremely guilty mother. This is described by the children's cry when they are left with strangers, lacking attention and love due to the fact she is a single parent at a time where this was not commonly accepted in the community, causing a lot of emotional distress.
The Spirit Catches You and You Fall Down tells the story of a young Hmong girl stricken with epilepsy, her family, her doctors, and how misunderstandings between cultures can lead to tragedy. The title comes from the Hmong term for epilepsy, which translated, is “the spirit catches you and you fall down”. Anne Fadiman alternates between chapters on Hmong history or culture and chapters on the Lees, and specifically Lia. The condensed history of the Hmong portrayed here starts at their beginning, and traces their heritage, their movements, and why they do what they do as they flee from enemies to country to country. This record allows the reader to better understand the Lees and their situation without bogging him down with details that may
Fiona covered her mouth and hugged Jonas. She went to check on Gabe as he was lying in bed and later went to look at the giver. “What did he tell you,” Fiona asked.
"a man seized me from behind. He pinned me down with his stubbly beard pricking the back of my neck…He dragged me to my feet and started to march me through the village…We arrived at the edge of the forest. Beneath the trees there were about thirty other children huddled together"(Nazer 97).
Communication is cited as a contributing factor in 70% of healthcare mistakes, leading to many initiatives across the healthcare settings to improve the way healthcare professionals communicate. (Kohn, 2000.)
Wind howling. Trees swaying. Birds singing. Daffodils grew in profusion across the forest floor. This serene forest was filled today with happiness, peace, and playful creatures chasing each other. Everything was perfect. However, Tiffany, who lived in a small cottage, possessed in her heart only an inkling of all this joy because usually the forest was dark and gloomy. She was used to the darkness, the bare trees, the thunder, the lightning, and the owls’ hooting. To Tiffany, the forest today just didn’t seem right. She chose the opposite of a lackadaisical approach and decided to go to the Land of Oz to find a solution. The Land of Oz was a place where magic lived; however, in order to get there, one had to go through the darkness, which was basically a never-ending cave that if one was lucky enough, he or she would make it out safely. She grabbed her flannel shirt, pocket watch, a map for directions to the Land of Oz in her luggage, and a luggage full of extra clothes, and rushed out the door to the nearest train station.
The book, Into the wild, takes us into the world of a young man named Christopher Johnson McCandless. He travelled across the western United States from 1990 to 1992, and on April 28, 1992, he started his last adventure and walked into the wilds of Alaska. About 112 days later, he died of starvation. Unsurprisingly, public opinion polarized on his behavior. Some may admire his courage and noble ideals, though some regard him as an idiotic and arrogant narcissist. Although he died on his way to find the truth and back to nature, I believe that Chris McCandless should be considered as a hero, but I cannot completely approve of all his behaviors.
The novel God's Bits of Wood by Sembene Ousmane is an account of the strike Senegalese trainworkers underwent in pursuit of equal benefits and compensation from their French employers. In an effort to coerce the workers into returning to their jobs, the French cut off the water and food supply to the three villages wherein these events transpire: Thies, Dakar, and Bamako. Ousmane's novel explores the way in which these hardships evolve the worker's and their families till the strike is ultimately resolved. Arguably the most significant transformation that takes place is in the role of women within these societies. Prior to the strike, the women were expected to be subservient to their husband, with exclusively domestic roles consisting of cooking, cleaning, and caring for the children. As a result of the strike and the famine that accompanied it, the women were forced to alter their role to provide food for their families. The goals of the men in women differed in that the men were fighting for equality and better pay, whereas the women were fighting a battle for their own and their children's survival. So despite the fact that the declaration of strike and refusal to work until their demands were met was the campaign of the men, it was the women who ultimately forced the Frenchmen to see their resolve and succumb to their demands.
Suddenly she felt a touSH on her arm, but quick jerking aroND she saw only the menacing shadows brought by the luminous lightning striking in the night sky. As she turned back to the window the cold ghostly apparition of a small girl stood on the porch. Jenny blinked quickly ,but she was still there motioning for her to come outside. Jenny closed her eyes in horror, and reluctantly opened them again to see no one there. She could not contain her curiosity and softly walked to open the door and slowly walked outside to search for this child who seemed to need her so