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Betty Smith’s most popular novel, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, can be described as “Written in a simple, direct, and easily accessible style, it is autobiographical bildungsroman, a novel that portrays a young person’s coming of age.” (Zonana). A Tree Grows in Brooklyn is about Francie Nolan’s experience growing up in Brooklyn, NY, slums beginning in the summer of 1912. The novel follows Francie as she journeys her way through the world. The novel allows the readers to receive insight about what it was like to live in a situation like Francie’s and allows the readers to be enlightened and opens the eyes of the readers to the struggles some people have unfortunately experienced. Due to the novel’s great popularity, it was transformed into a movie

Further, the suffering of both protagonists provides the basis of the personality as well as the actions of the protagonists. Because Sarah was suffering from losing a mom and then

The book opens up to an adult Gene, visiting his old school years later. He comes back after fifteen years to get closure. He visits the buildings that were once so familiar to him, and reflects on how he’s changed, and the constant state of fear that had been so familiar then. But the main reason for his visit is to see the tree. There is a tone of regret as he remembers what happened so long ago, and how it all started.

Innocence first proclaims itself when Sarah discovers that she is not returning home. Sarah’s behaviour and lack of understanding towards pressing information is a portrayal of how she has been raised to be quite naïve. These preceding traits are revealed when Sarah explains to her brother, “I’ll come back for you later. I promise.” (9). Here, Sarah proves her innocent nature as a result of being raised by her parents in an exceedingly structured way. Guilt emanates into Sarah’s moral conscience when her father confesses that “we are not going back. They won’t let us back.” (23). Furthermore, Sarah’s sheltered upbringing is proved to be true when she smiles at a boy during the roundup and he looks back at her like she’s crazy. She then thinks to herself, “Maybe [I] had got it all wrong. / … Maybe things were not going to

Two minutes. All views simply fading from her mind into thin oblivion as her eyes focus on the rich soil path leading to the train station, always crowded by ghosts with no conscience; however, now the ghosts are transparent as no one is present. Walking towards the isolated tree, Adriana stands in perplexment as to why her true love is absent. A moist drop lands on her cheek, as a metallic smell arises opposite of water from rain. Her hand leads up to wipe the liquid, as a sharp intake of breath is audible when wide emerald eyes meet a blush red rather than clarity- A sharp hum fills her mind, starting gradual but heightening in sound, piercing ferociously through her ears, and numbing her mind. Her airway blocks as if someone has sharply dug their hand down to her soul, and latched onto her heart. Adriana’s chest heaves up and down rapidly, struggling to allow the once sweet air within. Hesitance clouds her conscience, as her eyes hesitantly trail to see the source of the bloody rain that falls from the sky. His round nose, his dusky complexion, frilly careless hair, black pants that cling to strong legs, and a white stained shirt that fills with winds that once were familiar. Her thoughts only stray to denial and nothing

Though up to this time I had never gotten deeply engaged in a book, the jerkiness of the father actually sparked anger in me. I did not go too much deeper into the book, and any meaning was hidden behind the words that I thought little of. However after spending a week in English talking about the book, I started to see meaning behind it, but only once the meaning was directly stated. At the time, the book did not speak to me in any way, but now looking back, what speaks to me the most is Sarah’s new perception on identity. She asks herself, “can a tree hate the roots from which it sprang? Who gave me the fire, the passion, to push myself up from the dirt?” (286). She states that even though he resented living with her family, she can’t hate them because they made her who she is. I reflected on this, and I realised that the reason I am myself is that I grew up under the family that raised me, and that I was raised the way I

This quarter I am continuing my observations with Heather Cyrus from Barbour Dual-Language Immersion Academy. She is a unique second grade teacher for Spanish and English speaking students. In my prior fieldwork assignments, I have not met another teacher who has been so ahead of her peers in evolving the classroom for successful, 21st century education.

The author made Sylvia into a Hero through the climbing of the tree. First the author talks about the call to adventure. Sarah begins the story with, ?Half a mile from home, at the farther edge of the woods, where the land was highest, a

People who have wandered through the forest have stopped to reflect under the sycamore trees. The trees were once new, beautiful, and young. However, throughout time, many people have come and sat under the tree: “ and sycamores with mottled, white, recumbent limbs…” and underneath the tree “there is an ash pile made by many fires”(1-2). The unfortunate mark of humanity is left on the tree. On the other hand, the invitation extended by the trees is accepted by travelers who long to accomplish their dream. In the end, Lennie returns to the river when the light is turning dark. The dreams can no longer be seen. The sycamore trees start to “turn up their silver sides, the brown, dry leaves on the ground scudded a few feet. And row on row of tiny wind waves flowed up the pool’s green surface” (99). The final decision that George makes completely blinds him from his goal. When he walks away with Slim, he is returning to the world on the ranch. George abandons the hope extended by the natural world. He leaves the beauty serenity, and innocence of nature. He loses sight of his

Ellie becomes increasingly at one with nature, and feels the safest in the wild. Before her experiences, Ellie was the typical rural who appreciated her simple life. However, she develops a special bond with nature because of what she has been through. One night in Hell, she has a serious think about her experiences and the people that are in danger, and realises that she ‘was coping OK with tough circumstances,’ thanks to the friends she has, and her beautiful natural surroundings: ‘I felt like I had grown from its soil like the silent trees’ show how nature is a big part of Ellie’s life. ‘This was my country,’ highlights Ellie’s determination to fight for what she had before the invasion.

You’re on a beach with the wind in your hair, the sun on your face, and the sand in between your toes. Then suddenly, you wake up to the sound of your mom telling you to do your chores. Something that is happening in your mind but not actually happening in real life is your imagination. It is your visualization of a place, object, or person that seems very real or that you think actually happened but didn’t. Therefore, in the short story, “The Cask of Amontillado” by Edgar Allan Poe is not real and the narrator’s imagination. This is about a man named Montresor, that is so angry with Fortunato a friend of his that he is willing to kill him. Montresor’s mind though is telling him that he is mad and it is his mind actually taking the actions

By the end of the novel, Melinda finds a way to live again and bring the tree to life. Melinda finally overcomes her emotions about that night which has caused her lack of identify and paint a tree which symbolizes herself and her healing. The tree symbol reappears in Melinda’s beautification of her yard. Melinda rakes piles of abandoned leaves out of the bushes. She works with the "dead leaves still clinging to the oak branches by the street" (167). Melinda's life is symbolized by the leaves because she feels dead inside and struggles to find a safe haven, just as the leaves struggle to grasp onto the branches. The sick tree in the yard has a section dying which causes the entire tree to weaken and collapse. Melinda's life after the rape is like the sick part of the tree; her pain and suffering threaten to cross over to the other aspects of her life and ruin her entirely. On page 122, Mr. Freeman is trying to help Melinda develop an identity for herself because he tells Melinda when she is struggling with the trees, “The next time you work on your trees, don’t think about trees. Think about love, or hate, or joy, or rage. When people don’t express themselves, they die one piece at a time and walk through their days with no idea that they are.” Trees are a significant symbol throughout the novel as she experiences ninth

My Wooded World Sheila Visingardi tells a story about how nature plays a huge part in her life. As a child she would sit in the beautiful, relaxing, woods and let her mind wander. It was as if the branches would call to her. (Lines 2-4) As the speaker grows older the woods have become an escape for her. The woods represent a sanctuary. This is where she feels inspired and creative, and also safe and at home. It is “a world full of imagination, creativity, resourcefulness, as well as inspiration.” (Lines 7-8)

Important stages of pregnancy: Pregnancy is counted from the first day of the mother 's last period. Important development immediately takes place after fertilisation of egg and sperm cells. It divides into many cells in the first week, which forms a zygote made out of 100 to 150 cells that are already differentiating. In the second week, the zygote is then changed to an embryo and it sticks to the uterine wall. This process takes up to nine months to form and develop a baby.

The daylight is dim. Dark, and gloomy. The trees are dense and haunting. The tall lifeless trees with bare broken limbs surround a lady with a babushka, black coat, and leather gloves. The lady is looking down. Her emotionless face shows of a lady that has been suffering for a lifetime. The younger lady next to her is a nun wearing a religious habit looking down and away. Her face shows of sorrow as well. She looks as if she is praying and wondering how the world could be so cruel. The trees are skinny and tall that tell a true story. The trees show the hatred, sorrow, poverty, and hardships of the past. It’s an eerie forest that looks as if it’s from a fictional movie such as Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings. It’s as if a concentration camp would be near the forest if the scene was 25 years sooner. It’s hardly a forest at all. It’s a place where two ladies are sitting beside the grave of their family.