PAPER Topics

... the glass of the windows and the metal of the car. Visibility is reduced to almost the end of our noses as the water sluices down the windows. Moving the car ever so cautiously, my father pulls into a truck stop to wait out . Making a mad dash through the small rivers that are forming in the parking lot, we all pile out of the car and into the cool sanctuary of the diner. We are allowed to order anything we want, this is vacation, all the rules and regulations of home seem to have lost a few clauses. We do not drink soda pop with our meals at home, the rules say you have milk, water or tea - Dr. Pepper is fast becoming a good acquaintance of mine. stops as suddenly as it started, we watch ...

... they were with their jobs. They wondered what would happen if things didn't improve. How would they take care of their families if everyone continued to leave Lamron and there wouldn't be any use for the arrows? Apparently, many of the local Lamronians were unhappy living in Lamron and were moving away. They had found that other nearby towns did not charge as much for the dragon killing service as Lamron did. Meanwhile, back at Lamron Castle, the King was meeting with his Duke of Accounting and Duke of Operations, and found that much of the gold received for their services was running low. They found that the costs of making the arrows was far exceeding w ...

... us for the last three nights already. Don't you think it's time you stayed in your own bed?" Timmy shook his head "No". "There, there kiddo," his father soothed, sympathetically tousling the soft locks of blonde on Timmy's head. "Where's my tough little soldier, huh?" Timmy averted his eyes, attempting to avoid his father's smiling face. "I don't wanna be a soldier." His lower lip puffed out in an expression which was meant to convey anger, but which mad his father's smile broaden, thus increasing Timmy's ire. "Tell you what," his father said. "You climb into bed and mummy and I will check to make sure there are no monsters under there. OK?" Grudgingly, Timmy nodded and climbed o ...

... if there came any of the cruel men I should hurry out, and I don't believe in Santa. But if you do he properly heard you lien, I'm 7” Jason said “Would you like to buy some christmaspresents with me?” Lucinda asked. “I don't know -maybe some of the shopasistents will recognise me, and I'm really not supposed to go with strangers” Jason said. “Well, only you can decide if I'm a stranger” Lucinda said very tempting. “My feets hurt” Jason complained. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dragged you with. It wasn't supposed to take so long -I swear” Lucinda excused. “ Well I should have got enough presents now, I have almost spent all my pocketmoney in just one day! I better go home now.” “Can ...

... is a sea of scorn. It stabs my feet with its blades of contempt. The walls of mockery laugh at me as I foolishly try to climb them to rid myself of its presence. Yet there is no escape. I have inflicted more pain upon myself. Nothing is soft in here; everything is jagged. My un-sanded wooden dresser rests on the right side of the doorway. Figures of dancers with invisible partners lie atop the uneven surface. They seem to move slowly across the dresser, like seaweed drifting aimlessly across the sea. My unpleasant and discomforting bed of stone rests in the center of the room. It is not the usual shape of a bed. Rather, it seems as if it were molded to fit my body alon ...

... with a hatred burning underneath. I go to a college, where the races meet every day. Colored man helps white man; white man helps colored man. Doesn't sound right ? That's how bad our society has gotten. Disturbing? Of course. But what is more disturbing is, lately when these issues of racism have come up, there seems to be impatience and annoyance. "Does everything have to be racism?" people ask. And they're always complaining that "It's just a little thing." No, it's not. People are always saying that there is little prejudice. But how is that true ? It's like saying you're a little pregnant; can't happen. But this is nothing new. How many times have you heard "He's fast; for a white ...

... as if they were unaware of the peacefulness that lay outside. I made my way closer to the children. There appeared to be hundreds of little kids looking up at me with me with mixed expressions, only pausing for a moment, before continuing to make a noise. It was a large room with a kitchen to the left and it had toys scattered all over the floor. A door led outside to the playground and Mrs. Smith the teacher sat at her desk keeping a watchful eye on the children. Mrs. Smith noticed me standing there and motioned me to come over. I made my way through the flowing sea of children which was harder than I thought. Rainbows of play dough lay scattered on the floor and stuck on window ...

... the sights, the smells and the sounds. I, too, pick up after a cup of coffee. The beach differs from my work immensely. I work in the finance industry where customers are our number one concern. There is never a moment’s peace, the phone rings constantly, and tension envelopes everyone around. It is a very fast paced job where people thrive on stress. My home life isn’t much different than my work. I am constantly trying to keep up with the schedules of four people. I am cook, housekeeper, chauffeur, wife, accountant, nurse, and mother. Any age can appreciate the gifts offered by the beach. It puts smiles on the faces of parents as they watch their children splash in the ...

... luxury. LAUREN: Say, do you know what's for dinner tonight? JADIE: Silly girl! Its what we have every night in the castle Ingvey, Everything! A feast of huge proportions. Bread, cheese, meat, fish, vegetables… all made fresh by the peasants this morning. Yes, what a glorious time to live. LAUREN: And you people (looking at the class) would you care to join us in our feast? THE PEASANTS LIFE: BEEF: This is what most of the people in the renaissance lived like, poor in spirit and in health. I am a day laborer, as is my friend Sonic. We awake at dawn and work in the fields till dusk. We return home to our wives and many children. Tonight is a special night for me, as I ...

... Poy and Beau at the bus-stop a few minutes before they got a bus number 47 to go to Jim Thomson's house. Then we arrived in there about 16.30 pm. Before I reached the Thai home, I felt strange and had a question again that why the beautiful teak house was surrounded by many cement buildings and was located on the end of a long Soi. I didn't appreciate it. Although, after I rested and sat for a while under the floor of Thai home, I felt fresh, warm and relax because of the greenish atmosphere from many plants that are in the garden. Virginia, my friends and I waited a while after we had paid the entrance fee 50 baht per person. Then we began to set a group for going in Thai Home of Jim T ...