Pink Floyd Sentence Combining

Posted on April 15th, 2009 in Uncategorized by efsw21

The sky, reddened by a typical Midwestern sunset, begins clouding over just before dusk, but no threat of rain can stop something.

 

Twenty thousand rock fans flock to see and hear Pink Floyd at Cincinnati’s River-front Coliseum.

 

The concert is still three hours off several thousand early birds are all decked out wearing there best rock-concert faded blue jeans and tie-died t-shirts, all keyed up for the high-energy Pink Floyd show.

 

There are newcomers to the rock scene that is obvious with their neatly pressed checked slacks and expensive shirts, wandering and conspicuously gawking at others.

 

There are loners with their eyes barely open, aimlessly weaving in circles with their arms dangling at their sides, squinting just to steady themselves.

 

There are couples near fountains or in remote corners, clinging to each other.

 

There are real police, not the rent-a-cop breed who stride confidently, in large groups among the crowd, twirling their billyclubs with wide eyes looking for trouble.

 

Hawkers call out wherever there are crowds trying to unload cheap T-shirts and pennants, they draw only laughter from most concert goers.

 

The numbers grow there are circles of roamers, couples, and cops who swarm confusedly over the acres of concrete that lead up to the auditorium.

 

The management realizes the hordes can no longer be contained peacefully, the doors open and waves of fans pour into the coliseum tired and sweaty from waiting, they are just in time for the final hour before the show.

My Life’s Inspiration

Posted on March 25th, 2009 in Uncategorized by efsw21

As I went through the hospital doors, the sense of devastation and hopelessness hit me. Some of my family was already there, their tears trickling out and sadness was the overpowering emotion. My Great Grandma lay there, wrapped in the hospital white blanket unconscious and free of the pain she should have felt. Her hair as always was flawlessly done, with each family member making sure it looks as perfect as my Grandmother would do it daily. My Great Aunt told me, “She can hear you, you can say your goodbyes and how much you love her.” Knowing that she would never wake up again caused my heart to break. My Great Grandma was such a great influence in our family’s lives, and we did not want to lose her just yet.  Hours had gone by as I held her chilling hand from the moment I arrived to the time when she had past.

Growing up with a Great Grandma was a blessing; most people never meet their great grandparents and I had seventeen years with her. Her inspiration and influence has helped to shape the person I am today. I am just as she was is outgoing, free-willed, and family orientated. The endless amounts of spunk and energy that she possessed carried her through her long-lived life. At the age of 91 her lust for life was still growing. My Grandmother always kept our family together by arranging family reunions and making sure that everyone in the family knew each other by more than just their names. She spread her desire to live freely through her growing family especially when she met her Great Great Grandchild this past summer. Her Grandchildren thought the world of her and idealized the person that she became.

My life experience with my Great Grandma has shown me the person who I aspire to become. With her own life lessons of raising three girls on her own, playing her part in World War Two by working at the Singer Company making and repairing uniforms for thirty years and striving to keep our family closely connected. She pushed herself to become all that she could and more. Her life lessons have taught me to accomplish my dreams and desires by self-dedication and strong work ethic.

After experiencing the loss of my beloved Great Grandma, I still take all her lessons to heart. From her famous golden apple pie to hard work, she never fails to keep inspiring me to become the person who she knew I was to become. I am the first Great Grandchild that she will not see graduate from high school, but I know that she will be looking down upon me with proud eyes. Her life lessons will stay with me and I will pass them down to my friends and one day my children. This devastating experience is anything but that, she was and still is the most influential person in my life. Her peaceful pass was all we could have ever wished for and our love for her will never fade.

What does it mean to be happy?

Posted on March 4th, 2009 in Uncategorized by efsw21

To me happiness means that I am with people who care and love me, that I have the basic necessities to live a fulfilling life, and that I achieve the goals that I want for myself. I think that the best way to stay happy is to make the best out of every situation that comes your way good or bad. To stay happy you need to make sure that nothing brings you down and that you keep on with your life, do things that make you happy and be with those who make you happy.

First Post

Posted on February 10th, 2009 in Uncategorized by efsw21

The experience that I have had with writing is basically from school, I guess you would also consider texting and writing to people on social websites. I don’t think that I am a good writer, and that is why I wanted to take this class. Teachers have asked me to write five paragraph essays, book reviews, research essays, autobiographical letter, etc. I haven’t really done any writing independently. I think that writing is a required part of the traditional academic skill set because it will help students if they are going to be in a career that requires writing and it also creates more ways for them to use creativeness in ways other than art or writing on their own. I don’t know what teachers could do differently, but I think that they should teach us other ways for writing, such as letting the students choose what they want to write. Also, I think that with letting the students choose it could be a greater experience for the student to write about what they truly care about.

Tomorrow Will Be a Better Day

Posted on February 4th, 2009 in Uncategorized by efsw21
  1. How does Rittenberg hook the reader? What’s happening? Rittenberg hooks the reader by talking about what a usual teenager is thinking about, it also is telling an unusual event that is going on in his house, with his mother and father talking about their worries. But honestly the first part of the introduction doesn’t really catch me as a reader.
  2. What specifics does Rittenberg use to emphasize how older generations saw horrible things in their lifetimes? He uses his great-grandfather and grand father experiences of the world wars, influenza, segregation, and the nuclear bomb to emphasize how older generations saw horrible things through out their lifetimes. 
  3. How does Rittenberg use specifics to demonstrate his hopefulness? He uses what his father always tells him that tomorrow will be a better day and also how he shows how there were bad things in the past but then it did get better. Since things have got better from the past he thinks that bad things that happen today will get better in the future.
  4. How does Rittenberg use the title to make his point? The title is what he father tells him when he is in a bad or unhappy mood, so with using that saying as the title it will help emphasize that meaning of how things do get better in the end.

Imperfect traces

Posted on February 4th, 2009 in Uncategorized by efsw21

In the essay The Imperfect Traces Left by Human Hands I feel that her essay contemplates  the ideas of analog and how she truly loves it, but then she still uses digital things in her everyday life. What I liked about her work is the detail and descriptions about what her life used to be like when she was in her digital world, also her voice and how it paints a picture of her life. What I think how she kind of contradicts herself is how she wrote this essay on a computer and that she probably still lives with so many digital things and might also uses them in her everyday life, but that she loves analog.