[Janie:] “Yes, she would love Logan after they were married. She could see no way for it to come about, but Nanny and the old folks had said it, so it must be so. Husbands[…]
Tag: love
a world without grace: a polished critical essay
…the nature of motivations that direct an individual’s course of action. To accept and love an individual despite their flaws is the epitome of grace; courteous goodwill towards another. Within society, individuals desperately seek[…]
Nature vs Nurture – AP Rhetorical Analysis
∗this post isn’t exactly an AP rhetorical analysis essay, but it is structured similar to one As the age-old debate of nature vs nurture continuously resurfaces, it seems only appropriate[…]
About Me — An Indefinable Definition
Who I am is difficult to express through words. Like a block of clay in a potter’s hand, I am someone who is watered-down, then shape up again, accenting the likable traits, and carving out[…]
the life of petrina van nieuwstadt
I was born on August 5th, 2003. My sisters and I were born in Calgary before we moved to China to live there before grade school. Every day I try to remember[…]
Happiness Galore
Don’t know who you are? What you’re going to do? Why you’re doing something? Welcome to live-your-best-life 101 – starring the procrastinator himself. Some of you may not know me, and consider it to be[…]
Dante’s Inferno Canto V: AP Analysis
Prompt: Read the following poem carefully. Then, in a well-organized essay, analyze how the speaker uses the varied imagery of the poem to reveal his attitude toward the nature of love. (1995)
the corruption of love.
This is a PechaKucha that I did in class on A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams. PechaKucha is a presentation style in which 20 slides are shown for 20 seconds. For our purposes, we had 10[…]
Of Stars and Crescents
When Ms. Hunnisett first asked me to write a play for One Act this year, I must confess that I was rather daunted. The weight of having been given the honour of doing something as[…]
The Most Beautiful Moment in Life
花樣年華 The most beautiful moment in one’s life, like when a flower blooms… When I was eleven years old I discovered my love for metaphors – namely that of ones in languages I never[…]
