Short Story: Complete Water

I agree with David Foster Wallace in This is Water that a good education doesn’t teach you what to think, but rather, how to think. It remarkably easy to wallow in self-pity and see things as getting in your way as this is how a human’s brain is wired, but a truly educated person is able to recognize this flaw, step out of their shell and and take on a more broad perspective. For example, my mother became upset with me for using exclamation points in my texts as she felt as if I was “yelling” at her. At first, I thought this was completely ridiculous and I refused to apologize, but then I realized that it doesn’t matter what I thought about using exclamation points⸺it matters how she perceived it. I adopted her mindset, apologized

An old Chinese proverb says to fish for the moon in the water. In Lan Samantha Chang’s short story “Water Names”, a grandmother tells her granddaughters a story as a way to introduce them to their cultural heritage. This frame story was about Wen Zhiqing’s favorite daughter whose fascination with water escalates after she claims to see a prince in the reflective water. The daughter comes to the conclusion that her prince is real, wants to marry her and wants to take her away to his underwater kingdom. Her parents try to convince her otherwise and keep her from going to the river but after a flood, they lose track of her and she disappears. The grandmother ends the story and leaves the girls to wonder about what actually happened to the

He was content to be alone--he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and as far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling. Involuntarily I glanced seaward--and distinguished nothing except a single green light"

Nick looks at the water and sees that it is black, and there is nothin in it. Nick also notices that there is a distant green light,

Bella is pulled under the waves, her vision goes black. She feels something around her waist pulling her upward but her vision is still black. Bella is dragged to shore. She wakes up and starts coughing up bloody water and sand. She sees a figure in the distance coming closer

When they reached the barrier and looked behind them trembling, only a tip of the sun could be seen above the water’s surface.

Water. My tongue dried, and it felt as if my stomach were turning inside out. Please, just one sip. As i waited multiple eternities for the dissatisfying taste of muddy water in my mouth,i pondered over the reasoning behind my inability to find water. drenched with sweat, i stare into a hole with microscopic amounts of water inside. I would cry if i had the power. I run with all my strength, as i spot a beehive in the distance. I cannot believe this! My luck is finally turning, i found food! As i grab and eat every bit of honey i can eat, the bees sleep. Only when i leave do they begin to leave do they wake and grow curious. Victory! Now, to find water, I thought to myself. It didn't seem possible that of all places, the forest housed no water. Then,out of the blue, i see water! Blinded by what i thought would save me, i did not realize that i traversed into a tree where snakes awaited. A hallucination. hoe kon ek so dom gewees het? As the vision wore off, it seemed like no time had passed,but, my clothes were covered with dirt and my thumb was covered in blood.

The doctor struggled for a minute but was able to get a beat on him again. As Luke reached the water, he stopped and began writing down something on the pad of paper he took with him, he held it up in the air, then began reading aloud what was on the pad of paper, "The air is fine. I'm going to check the water now." From his viewpoint, the doctor watched in horror as the wild dogs began to zero in on Luke. Unbeknownst to Luke, he dipped not one but three Ph strips in the water. As he pulled them out the doctor could see, to his bewilderment, the strips were all light green.

There had been a pair of thin, feminine hands placed somewhere between "water" and "darkness". They appeared white as daisy petals underneath the waters and gripped her shoulders like a life source. However, it seemed it had been the other way around. Her ship, nowhere in sight, had perished along with her group of sailors. As a woman and captain of honor, she surrendered her body to the wreckage without a second thought. Her plans had been tampered with; plans that should have resulted in her mingling with hammerheads and seaweed. But it was the light beating down on her wrinkled uniform and dry greenery scattered about the sandy landscape that would serve as her isolated refuge for only God knows how

She is sinking, her mind says she’s safe, but she can sense John’s silence as his sorrow consumed him.

As I sat next to the loud river that was bursting out of the Sylvan Dam, I noticed the water was in an invariable battle with the rocks, crashing and thrashing against each other like medieval warriors scraping for land. I looked around the edges of the river to see the copiousness of colors from the trees contrasting the sinister blue water. The rapids put off a pleasant and dulcet sound that ultimately ended in me having to relieve some building pressure down the trail. After returning to my riverside view, I noticed that farther down the gleaming river, fish were jumping and flipping like delicious pancakes on a griddle. Making the split-second decision to fish, I sprinted to my 1999 black Chevy Silverado, unlatched the tailgate and snatched all of my waterproof fishing gear. Slipping on my Mossberg max 4 Camo Gander Mountain guided series waders is no easy chore. While looking like the most incapable human being ever I finally managed to slip on the foul scum smelling waders that I so dearly should have washed. Feeling like a professional mountain climber, I started scaling the steep inclement of the river bank. Stomping my insulated waders into the frigid dour murky water, I ventured my path out onto a construction of rocks forming a beautiful approach for spotting fish. I released my light green jointed shad Rapala from my St. Croix Legend Elite spinning rod and casted the shad into pooling backwater just off of my rocky approachment. Feeling the vibration of the shad through my rod, smacking against slime covered rocks and ripping through dense weedy areas. I felt aspirant to not get hung up on a rock resulting in a line break, I successfully retrieved my lure. After casting and reeling my line several times and just started zoning out, I was abruptly startled to hear a ruckus coming from the west side embankment. Glancing quickly back to the water to see where my lure was only to hear a loud splash coming from the same place where I first noticed the ruckus. Three deer, with golden brown fur coated enrolled into the water. Realizing that the leaders of the small herd were both doe’s and a younger buck eagerly followed. The buck had a nice six-point rack, with long tines and a wide spread. He kept his

The lake's chilling waters and the night skies remind her of home. I wish I can see the stars as clearly at home... With a deep breath, she flips into the water, diving into the dark waters. Audrey's eyes are pretty sharp so the lake water is a clear as glass

Her breath rushed out in ragged gasps as she searched for a place to hide on the giant ship. She couldn’t go back there, not again. Going back meant that they had won, and she couldn’t let that happen, even if she had to change her name and move to a new state. She hurried through the shadows of the ship as quietly as she could, all the while listening for any evidence that they were chasing her. Having lived with her sailor grandfather, she knew how to walk while the ship was moving, but the rain made the floor slippery, and made it difficult for her to catch her footing. Finally finding a small row boat to hide in, she began to hear numerous footsteps coming from the opposite side of the deck, and she tried to control her breathing so

There is a balloon the shape and size of a beach ball. A string keeps it tethered to the ground. Someone in a white lab coat stands about eight feet away with a rod about as

* Who are the main Stakeholders of beverage companies such as Coca cola and nestle in this case? How would you prioritize their stake and how legitimate are the different stakes?