Monthly Archives: May 2022

Hope: a feeling of trust; trust that things will turn out okay, or just the way one imagined. The comment delivered by Nick at the end of The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald, represents his feelings, and humanity’s nature … Continue reading →

Every parent wants a good daughter, one who loves them unconditionally, one who respects their decisions, and one who is always honest. There is a great weight that drags down a young girl to represent the perfect image to her … Continue reading →

I am from shattered-faded watercolors From picturesque scenery and Jacaranda Trees. I am from a place that absorbs the mellow of sadness and replaces it with delight And fills your face with smiles for its warm sun with a Mariachi … Continue reading →

In the novel The Road written by Cormac McCarthy, one of the main themes is innocence, which is reflected exclusively in the character of the boy. At the beginning of the novel we see how the boy does not understand … Continue reading →

The American Dream is defined by the Oxford Dictionary as “the ideal that every citizen of the United States should have an equal opportunity to achieve success and prosperity through hard work, determination, and initiative.” On the other hand, James … Continue reading →

A Dramatization of Maggie: Girl of the Streets Bertrand Russel, a British Polymath, once said “The secret to happiness is to face the fact that the world is horrible, horrible, horrible.” while Nellie comprehends this Maggie never finds this secret … Continue reading →

The United States of America has long been facing a reckoning. In the wake of hate speech, domestic terrorism, and violent, racially motivated attacks, the people have been faced with a choice: confront the systemic injustices and personal biases that … Continue reading →

It may seem insane, that, with our whole lives before us, -so many places to go and so many things to to do, time the only restriction,- we choose to be envious of others and their lives, always hoping for … Continue reading →

The things they carried were heavy, but they put it on their shoulders, because they kept them going. I carried a lot of things to school. Every year, leave home with a large suitcase and a heavy backpack. I packed … Continue reading →

The wind whipped through the city streets as Hester made her way to the entrance of the park. It had been almost fifty years since she had last seen Arthur Dimmesdale, and every minute of those years showed in his … Continue reading →