Dancing the Night Away
Ben is a five year old boy with one amazing dance move called the Benenator. His ten year old sister is his back up dancer and his mom is the singer. Her boyfriend likes to rock it on the drums. Together they rock the night away. Ben remembers the first time mom said, “We are going to have a dance party!”
The story begins when Ben was in his room waiting for his mom to come i and tuck him into bed. She was arriving to the door when she heard his voice, “This girl is on fire…” through the door. Earlier that day she caught him dancing while getting dressed. So when she went to tuck him into bed she asked, “Would you like to have a family dance party tomorrow?” “YES Please!” Ben said excitingly. “Okay” said mom, “It’s a plan, but now it is time for you to go bed.”
When Ben woke up the next morning at seven o’clock, he was so excited that tonight was the night of the dance party. Sister was already in the kitchen when Ben made his way down for breakfast. “Sister!” Ben screamed, “Guess what mom said we can do tonight?” Sister just smiled and said, “What” “A dance P...
Kate's family had rented out a ballroom in a neighborhood country club, and we intended to dance the night away. As I approached the scene, disco lights streamed through the large windows and ran all over the lawn. Music enveloped the parking lot as my adrenaline began to elevate. I sauntered in, waving to my friend...
As he looked at the picture, his eyes welled up with tears. It was a picture of him with his little sister, whom he would never play with again. Being only nine years old, he had not been through the deaths of any family members, except for his grandma he never even met, who passed away only months after he was born. But this tragedy turned him into an emotional wreck, as he would never be with his four year old sister again. It all happened in a heartbeat, he woke up on the first day of Spring Break and found his little sister lying silent in her bed, not breathing. And now, two days later, he finds himself at her funeral. The picture that stood out was of him and his sister showing off the vegetables they had picked in their garden
Gene jumped into the river even though he’s scared because of Finny’s persistence. After the two boys jumped, the other three refuses to do the jumping, so they headed back for dinner. Into their way back, the 2 best friends wrestle with one another and missed dinner. Consequently, they went straight to their rooms. Mr. Prud’homme, a substitute teacher for the summer session, went to Gene and Finny to discipline them the next morning for missing dinner, but he was soon won over by Finny’s ebullient talkativeness and leaves without giving punishment.
So they went inside to eat. They got subway. After they got done eating, her mom got some snacks for Ralph. Olivia was walking out of the gas station when she realized the truck was missing. “MOM!” she screamed, “THE TRUCK IS GONE.” The good thing is is that they knew exactly who stole it. The mechanic. He left his picnic basket and blanket on the floor next to where the truck was parked. Olivia’s mom called the police while Olivia called an Uber. Her mom reported the a missing truck and a tiny house. Olivia’s mom told the driver to take them to “Big Ben’s mechanic”. When the got to the truck, the cops were already there. They were searching for Ben, but he was nowhere to be found. Thankfully the truck was there with the keys and Ralph
Trent went off to war and got shot. He was airlifted to a hospital but he died at the hospital. Brenda was notified that her husband had died in the war but he is in a better place. The funeral will be a week from now the man said that knocked on her door. Brenda burst into tears and fell on the floor. The kids rushed down the stairs to see what happened the man said I am sorry to say but your father has died in the war. The oldest kid said that isn't possible. Mom said daddy was lost and nobody knew where he went. Brenda said I am sorry I lied to you. I did not want you guys to worry.
When people think of Dr. Seuss, they think; “Oh, the cat with the spontaneous black and white hat” or the author who wrote books about moral values and created art pieces that expressed politics. Dr. Seuss wrote children’s books not only to open up a child’s imagination about a fantastical world full of new words, creatures, and experiences, but also about eye opening issues. He promoted the importance of racial equality and other political issues, as well as the enduring hardships of life through his literature. Books like The Sneetches, The Lorax, I had trouble in getting to solla sollew and Oh, The Places You’ll Go! , are just a few of the many books Dr. Seuss wrote, but each of these books had a hidden moral message that could change the way people think. Seuss incorporated valuable lessons about everyday struggles in his books, and in doing so allowed readers to think and reevaluate their beliefs and make better choices about their lives.
Wearing a mask helps create a hidden identity. When wearing one, you disclose who you truly are. Your social status can no longer be revealed. Your family is unknown. You are able to act freely. Throughout centuries Venetian masks have been used on many occasions for such purposes. The mask wearer can carry about freely and interact with others without the boundaries of their identity and social structure to keep them apart. The mask has an extensive history in Venice, Italy. There are several designs, all serving different purposes. Shakespeare often incorporated masks into his plays, including Romeo and Juliet and Othello. In Othello, Shakespeare uses the concept of a mask throughout the play to reveal the different identities of Iago and his true intentions. In Romeo and Juliet, however, actual masks are worn to conceal the identity of Romeo at the Capulet Ball and Juliet metaphorically wears a mask to create a façade about her relationship with Romeo. The tradition of the mask is one that still lives on in Venice today with the annual celebration of Carnival.
According to CNN, On January 20, 2014, in Oklahoma, Thorsten Gunter Rushing, 18, called the police to report what is supposed to be a home invasion after he shot his father, Uwe Rushing, 49, and his 13-year-old brother, Stefan. Thorsten Rushing and his friend Ethan Alexander Thompson, 19 charged with two counts of first-degree murder and conspiracy to commit murder. Timothy Alan Delahoy Jr., 18 and Cody Xavier Davis, 19 were charged with two counts of conspiracy to commit murder and two counts of accessory after the fact of murder. Wesley Bankston, 17, was charged with two counts of first-degree murder and two counts of conspiracy to commit murder. They all have pleaded not guilty to all counts.
On Monday morning, KayDe was at her school's career center when she noticed the weekly newsletter for the staff. "Freak dancing is ... obscene!" she read in Mr. Bennett's column. All dances were going to be called off, he had written, unless students came up with a plan to stop the freak dancing. "I couldn't believe that he was serious," KayDe says. "That's just how we dance—like my parents used to do the twist!" She and Kelley had been elected to plan the Sadie Hawkins dance in February, and if Mr.
There once was a man named Franswah, and he had a wife named Keisha. They both lived in Keithville, Atlanta. They had a little girl named Jasmine, she was twelve years of age and she attended Ghettoville Jr. High School in the seventh grade. Keisha never did like doing anything, so her husband Franswah decided to go out and have an affair with a lady named Shay. Franswah and Shay worked at a law firm together. Shay was his assistant, she always helped him with things and they always went to lunch together. So some nights he never came home or either he came in late. Keisha was never the type of person to just argue, she mainly just questioned him to see what the response would be and she left it alone until the next morning. So one night when he came in he had a funny odor and Keisha asked him what was up with the smell, he told her that he had been working out and got sweaty. Their daughter Jasmine had very high blood pressure, so most of the time she didn’t go to school because of her condition and she stayed ill. Keisha had a younger sister named Ashley, she is the rowdy type that doesn’t care and will tell anybody anything. Keisha was telling her sister about Franswah coming in late, having a odor on him and don’t want to be questioned. So one day when Ashley was over there and he walked in she confronted him and told him if she find out that’s its that he’s cheating on her she was gone handle it. So he got mad and started hollering at Keisha for telling her sister about what was going on in their relationship. Then that’s when Ashley came back and told him that she can tell her anything she want to tell her because that’s her sister. So few minutes later the phone rings and its was Shay. Keisha answers the phone and it was another lady’s voice, and she asked to speak to Franswah. So she asked her who is calling and she told her that it was Franswah’s baby mother. Everyone is in shock, so Ashley gets on the phone and started getting rowdy. Ashley was asking her different questions like how old is the baby, where she live, and where did Franswah and her meet.
I went to the dance. The day I was planning all along. When I got there my step-sister, Ashely was in the arms of my crush. I always thought he was different but I guess not. Maybe that guess came from because I never see him and never cared about what he is doing. She liked the year’s dance theme. It’s the masquerade ball. She was wore her mask so no one who recognize her. This was the day where she show what she’s got. She marched right to the DJ booth and gave her iPod. Then, people were confused stared at others and asking where this type of music is coming from. Cinderella started to dance with her heels on. Many people were amazed of Cinderella’s dance. She did jazz, hip-hop and many different dances.
Cindy was in the kitchen making dinner, when the door bell rang ?Cindy go get the door!? shouted her aunt. Cindy took her apron off, and rushed to answer the door. Standing at the door was a servant from the palace with a paper in his hands, ?good day ms, the king ordered me to deliver an invitation to the ball? ?thanks? Cindy said taking the invitation and went to show her aunt. Her aunt and cousins were excited about the news, they went shopping the next day leaving Cindy alone in the house to do all the work, while they spent all her parents? money.
Despite the Hinduism religious environment that I was surrounded by, where good was the only investment I should abide to, I never mentally realized that I was instilled to place a border between the Other and I. Or what is commonly known to me as good and evil, right and wrong, and what I want to be and what I should never become. I should be dharmic (right-actioned) otherwise karma would teach me a lesson. I always knew there was an evil but that should never be me. The conceptual knowledge obtained through the Exploration of Humanities lectures created new versions of what can be considered to fit the pool of traits of divergence as it supplements Hinduism’s moral principles.
...y brother and took the dog out. I jumped into the shower and did a fast wash. I ran to my bedroom to get dressed and took a quick look at the clock. I had plenty of time. I got dressed, and I even changed my shirt twice because I could. I went down for breakfast and the coffee was ready. But, I was alone. My heart started racing. In my hurry to get ready, I did not notice that my mom and brother were not up. “Oh no”, I thought. I dashed to my mom’s room and yelled, “Get Up, Get Up!, you need to hurry or I am going to be late for school.” My mom looked at me and said, “Why are you in such a big rush today, when normally I cannot get you to open your eyes at this time?” I yelled, “Hurry or I am going to be tardy and get suspended.” My mom just smiled and pulled the covers over her head. As she did that, I could just hear her say, “Trace it is Saturday.”
As usual I woke up to the sound of my father pounding on my bedroom door, hollering, “Get up! Get on your feet! You’re burning daylight!” I met my brother in the hallway, and we took our time making it down the stairs, still waking up from last night’s sleep. As we made our way to the kitchen, I thought about what to have for breakfast: fried eggs, pancakes, an omelet, or maybe just some cereal. I started to get hungry. As usual, mom and dad were waiting in the kitchen. Mom was ready to cook whatever we could all agree on, and dad was sitting at the table watching the news. The conversation went as usual, “Good morning.” “How are you today?”