Have you ever been in a dark, lit room where the only light is coming from a screen you are facing while being entertained by an enjoyable film and maybe snacking on some popcorn? Well, the movie theater is an excellent place to go if you haven’t been in that dark lit room. I have been to the theater on various occasions but there is one specific occasion where I learned a valuable lesson, but let me start at the beginning. A few years ago, when I was about six years old I went to see a movie with my parents, and my sister. Before the movie began, we went to run some errands. After a while of running errands, I began to realize that we were going to be late to the movie if we didn’t start heading to the theater.
At the time I was very young and was not wise enough to realize what was important and what was not. So, when I noticed we were going to be late to the movie, I started to overreacting and I said to my father in a panicked voice, “Dad we are going to be late to the movies if we don’t hurry up!” “Calm down, if we are late we are late, there is nothing we can do about it,” he replied sternly. “If you don’t want to miss any part of the movie we can go next week.” He added with a calm tone in his voice.
When my father responded very sternly I was upset that he did not care about this, but then again I still was only six years old and did not know the difference between what is important and what is unimportant. I now realize that I was unreasonable to get mad at my father for no good reason. So I had to wait until they were finished with what they had to do before we went to the movies.
When we finally got to the movie theater, bought our tickets, and entered the cinema, we had only missed fifteen minutes of the movie. My family and I got there just in time to understand the movie. The movie was about a family of dinosaurs where there were a father and a mother. They had three children and the youngest child was the one who would feel that he got the least attention from his parents. He would most often feel resented by his father. However, from the viewer's point of view, it was very clear that the youngest son was spoiled by his mother already. Though, his father just did not treat him the
Me, Ava, Korryn, Ali, Olyvia, Bailey, and Sophie were on the way to valley fair. The loud and crowded car ride was filled with music, laughter and Sophie screaming! We got some drinks and snacks along the way and played pranks on the people that our nanny Bailey went to highschool with. About 2 hours later we were there and waiting in line to get wristbands. When we finally got our wristbands we walked in the gates of Valley Fair.
The Most Dangerous Game Comparison Recently we have read a short story called The Most Dangerous Game. It’s about a man, Rainsford, who falls off his yacht and swims to a remote island. On that island he discovers a medieval house of a rich hunter, General Zaroff. He visits with Zaroff and finds out that he hunts a “new species” of animal on that very island.
On march 11, 2014 I was excited to see my dad because my dad and i went to see a scary movie at the Charlevoix theater downtown across from Olsen. My dad yelled so loud we got kicked out of the theater.
The three distinct similarities between European views of Africans and views of Native Americans were that they believed both Native Americans and Africans were a simple unsophisticated society, uncivilized savages, pagan who needed Christian teaching. Early North American travel literature portrayed the Native Americans as savage, hostile,“halfmen”, without law, religion, rulers, immortality of the soul and private property (Nash, 2007, p.42). Europeans considered themselves’ civilized compared to Native Americans due to the differences they had concerning their religious or lack of religious beliefs, their opposing view of property and the function of women in the family. Native Americans honored nature and the relationship they had with
"We're running late already," she said anxiously. "How about you go and bring the guys with you? Meanwhile, Rohini and I will take care here?"
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“So what time are we meeting up to head over to the club tonight? It’s Friday and I need to stress Oliver out by not coming home till two in the morning.”
I never thought I would be labeled an outsider, a misfit even. As I trudged my way through the halls of my small town high school, I would endure the gazing pairs of eyes, that belonged to my peers, followed by whispering and often times some laughter. I always used zone out during those repetitive speeches and commercials about the effects of gossiping and rumors; never did I imagine that one day I would be on the receiving end of of the everyday potshot. Growing up I was always the center of attention, the one everyone yearned to be friends with, never was I the antisocial child in the corner with nowhere to turn… not until high school. They say high school changes you. They say high school accounts for some of the greatest years of
In Oklahoma, where there are bloody rumbles and serious crimes made here in this big city, but there is a tiny sixteen year old boy living in the middle of it all, and that was me, Johnny. The Greaser was like a second home for each other. They were rough, old fashion, and have been In rumbles where breaking your arm wasn’t a serious injury, but they help another out. I, in the other hand, was not like them. They say that heroes need a dark past in order to be stronger in the comics I read, but that didn’t happen to me. I was abused by my own parents and I got jumped by those rich Socs. They left scars and pain for me, I felt like I’ve gotten weaker after this, not stronger.
I will never forget that day, the day I casually walked downstairs to find my parents sitting face to face at the kitchen table with both arms crossed and a serious look on their faces. I slowly walk towards my dad who is reaching out to give me a hug, looking at me with his sorrowful eyes, tells me that he will be moving out. At the time, I remember feeling confused, but I did not feel so emotionally affected because I was only just 5 years old. Being raised in a single parent household has been a challenge in my life and has impacted me through financial problems, social situations, and maturity.
My mom said we were going to the game, but the way she looked at me just did not feel right. I did not think we were going watch his boss's daughter play softball. We got into the van and left the parking lot to our hotel. We were not even driving for ten minutes before we stopped again, and it was not at a softball field. They lied. It was another parking lot, but we had to pay to park in this one. After we paid for parking, we turned a curve, and a big, blue, black, and white sign caught all of our attention. The kids screamed , Timothy and I screamed, we all screamed. We pulled into Sea World. None of us had ever been to Sea World, and we could not wait. The parking lot was so packed you could barely find a spot, but we got lucky and found one open spot. We raced each other out of the van, and even got into trouble because, "That is not how you behaved in public!" Those were mom's favorite words to say to us, but we were truly excited
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As a kid I loved going to the pool park with my dad, even if he was pretty overprotective. I was there with most of my dad's side of the family, which included a few cousins who were around the same age as me. My cousin Patrick is a little more than a year and a half older than me and was who I spent most of my time with when my dad was at work, which was for most of the day. My dad and his parents were really close and tight-knit, so naturally we went to a lot of places together. Patrick and I's friend Sergio was at the pool park too, so we were off doing our own thing while the adults were doing whatever it is adults do. Sergio had just gotten the newest version of Pro Evolution Soccer(PES), a soccer video game. He said we should sleep over his house that night to relax and play his new video game. We were all for it, but we knew that convincing my dad would be no easy task, a mission only accomplishable by the best and toughest rhetorical warriors. We came up with a plan to convince my dad and agreed that I would ask him when we were in the car on the way back. Finally, after a few more hours at the pool park, it was time to leave so we packed up and got in the car. My dad obviously had enjoyed relaxing that day, and was in a really happy mood. We knew that this was our time to set our rhetoric plan into action.