Memorable Moment Essay

should I say some cat. SHERAE Cat? (laughs) Don’t you mean dog? LISA Honey, dogs are a mans best friend and are very loyal. Now cats they stray. SHERAE You have no chill sis. (Sales person enters to take SHERAE to try on her dresses) LISA (After a moment.) Sherae if you don’t get out here so I can see you in this dress. Bring ya skinny self on. (SHERAE comes out of the dressing room and spins for LISA.) SHERAE So how does it look? LISA It looks like you got five more minutes before the clock strikes

conscience if I did.”(117) O’Connor’s use of the word “conscience” leads the reader to believe that the Grandmother has good morals and values, but upon further investigation it’s evident that this “good” only runs so deep. At first glance, this moment can be perceived as one filled with sincere fear on the grandmothers part, however, the chances of the family actually running into a loose criminal on a family road trip is one in a million. Which leads to the conclusion that the Grandmothers sole

In the twelfth poem, the speaker begs the beloved to ignore surrounding threats and to enjoy their time together. The poem consists of only one sentence, the first half of which portrays the moment of intimacy they share while the second half contains the speaker’s request to the beloved to forget about their fear of discovery and separation. The first verse describes the setting in a slightly ambiguous way as the noun “matten” can mean either mat or mountain meadow. Although the former would fit

My prom night was the night my dream came true. And it was a dream I didn’t even remember I had, until I was in the moment and he brought it to my attention. Who knew that a sixteen (16) year old (at that time) would’ve been the one to bring my dream to life? Like a leprechaun out of luck? I didn’t have a date to go with me as the date for prom approaches closer, everyone at school already had dates, even my two (2) best friends had dates. I even decided to go alone; I went as far as asking my sister

Before the grandmother realizes who it is that has stopped to assist them, she states, “We turned over twice!” (126), trying to gain sympathy from the men by lying about their predicament. However, this only last a few moments until she finally realizes exactly who the man is, she seals her family’s fate by blurting out “You’re the Misfit!” without even thinking about what may happen to them if she does (Walters). To this the Misfit states, “Yes’m, but it would have been

on my life helped make writing about it a positive experience. The moment of seeing and getting to hug my sponsor child is a once in a life time experience so when “I walk up to him and Mrs. Jeanel says “Emmanuel meet your sponsor Gracie” that moment was a life changing experience for me because not everyone gets to meet their child (Phelps “Rough Draft” # 2). In addition to our first moment of meeting each other another moment that had such a major effect on me was getting to give him his gifts

Who are you? More importantly, who would you like to be seen as to everyone else? Some may say they want to be an astronaut, or a photographer, or a successful business person. Unfortunately, wanting to be something and actually being something are two very different things according to Western Michigan University professor Ilana Nash. She claims “A woman’s personhood can exist fully only in a society that support it … unless her society shares that view, she will not enjoy real freedom” (Nash 45)

of me, sometimes they want to dance with me and at other times they try hard to stop the music that is playing in my head. But the volume only gets louder and the beat becomes stronger so much so that at times I feel the game is carrying me for a moment, so that I can actually catch my breath. Lacrosse has become a safe place for me to connect within myself and I pour all my frustration, joy, passion, and anger into the pass, the catch, the block or the goal. My relationship to people around me is

It was late Wednesday afternoon, and I was coming home from my shift earlier than planned, due to the unpleasant weather. As I was walking under heavy rain, with a little umbrella that barely covered anything, I imagined the moment when I arrive home. Ideas of warm bath, drinking chamomile tea, while hiding under a blanket made me walk more briskly. Suddenly, I heard loud honks of a car pulling up to a small, humble house, that hid silently among the bushes. Obviously, I couldn't help stopping, as

I was nearly finished with my day at work. I had written a journalistic piece comparing Teddy Roosevelt’s presidency with Donald Trumps that would be published sometime next week in the newspaper. I wouldn’t say that I loved my job, but I was good at it. Writing for the Chicago Tribune was one of my biggest dreams in college. I made the big move to the city to achieve it. Now that I’ve accomplished it, it is not as rewarding as I thought it would be. My boss had yet to give me a writing assignment