Monthly Archives: May 2022

F. Scott’s Fitzgerald’s novel The Great Gatsby is undeniably iconic. It is a story of excess, opulence, and terrible people avoiding the consequences of their actions. Yet, somehow, those characters burrow their way into the hearts of readers. Nick and … Continue reading →

This story begins with a little girl with two pigtails, who dresses in tutus and colored striped tights. She had barely reached the age of eight, and was just beginning to control her emotions. This girl exploded with fury every … Continue reading →

One time I was shocked by the world we like in was when I was in Berlin. My grandfather and I were cycling around the city and he was pointing out monuments and buildings he thought were interesting. We passed … Continue reading →

There was music from a packed kitchen most summer nights. On the neatly-trimmed lawn children and teenagers drifted like leaves among the laughter and the songs and the sun low in the sky. At sunset I watched them play guitar … Continue reading →

The day was cloudy and an icy breeze paralyzed my bones. It was barely noticeable a single small ray of light coming from the Sun falling on my right cheek. With two impeccable braids tied to my head, and a … Continue reading →

It has been more than 100 years since the Mexican Revolution, where the Mexican Constitution was signed in Santiago Querétaro. It is dictated that “in the United Mexican States ALL persons shall enjoy the human rights recognized in this Constitution, … Continue reading →

Women have for a long time occupied a strange place not only in wartime, but in literature. Typical femininity denotes dependence on a masculine figure, or a divine female figure upon which the masculine looks as an object (emphasis on … Continue reading →

“Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow “ (McCarthy 286). Multiple times in the novel, … Continue reading →

The boy in Cormac McCarthy’s The Road is a christ-like figure, a golden-haired angel who is a last bastion of humanity and purity in the post-apocalyptic world, while the man himself is willing to use violence to protect the boy’s … Continue reading →

 I want to start this essay by talking about a moment in school that I have been experiencing a lot. While it might be a meaningless moment that is just a part of their school life to my fellow students, … Continue reading →