...the same time. But suddenly, the door creeped open as cold fear gripped me, nausea poured over me as I felt panic entering my soul. But before I could do anything, a recollection of drunken fist was smashed on me and I could not rebel at all. I could not stop the tears in my eyes as they just flowed freely. Everything just seemed so break and hopeless to me. For the next few minutes, it was like hell, but my father soon got exhausted and left the room. I huddled at the corner of my room and keep on hoping that it was just a dream. The entire room was dark except for the glow which came from the flickering computer screen. I closed my eyes and felt another bout of tears coming. “I swear, I am not going to let him off so easily!” I thought to myself, full of hatred. But the nightmare was not over, history repeated itself, just a few hours later. I could no longer tolerate it, I used all the strength I have and push him. He fell onto the ground and suddenly, he seems to have great difficulty in breathing. It was his heart attack. Upon seeing it, I rush to his bedroom to search for his medicine and found it. I then tried to hurried and get back to him, but then, I suddenly stop. I hesitated. Looking at the hardship he was going through now, he thought about those things that he have did to me just now, I then threw the bottle of medicine away. This was my only chance to get back on him, but I just stared instantly at him. He was...
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...is the case with me. I did not realize the actions I did were good or bad until I saw the side effects of them. The side effects were evident through the different events that occurred in my life later on. The realization came to me only after experiencing those events. The realization was a gradual process.(transition) Few months back I got admission in IBA, in the field of BBA. It is considered to be one of the top universities for bachelors in business administration in Pakistan. In the first couple of weeks everything sailed smoothly, and I thought I was on top of the world. But as the saying goes, everything that goes up must come down, and so I to had a downfall. As time passed on I noticed and felt something strange. Every day I used to have that same feeling. It was as if I was lacking in something, maybe it was that I could not fit with my mates, or not enjoying the university life. For about a weak I could not figure out what had went wrong, and what I should do. But the day finally arrived, the day on which I came to know the real reason behind it. It was a Friday like any other normal Friday, 8:30 in the morning, and I was sitting in my philosophy class half asleep as usual. The teacher was giving her typical philosophical views about the world, as if I had fewer problems in my life already. She finished her lecture, and told the class that she will be awarding the class...
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...girl I always thought it was a treat to visit McDonalds. This magical place had a giant play-place, ice cream, French fries and of course that special surprise toy contained inside the happy meal. What else could I have wanted? This world lost all of its glamour however, when I became a teen who experienced the inner workings of this land from the side of employment. I will never forget the place that was to be my first experience of the working world. My Fifteenth birthday had just passed and this meant I was finally old enough to enter the work force. So I went to the only place in the area that would hire a kid without experience or a driver’s license, McDonalds. Now, I wasn't entirely thrilled about the idea of working in this environment but if I wanted to get a car in the next year it was off to work for me. Somewhat sullenly, I donned my uniformed baseball cap and made my way behind the service counter. Feeling a little nervous, I fumbled as I attempted to tie my apron behind my back. I began to wonder what I might be assigned to do first. "Well, as long as I can work behind the scenes and avoid talking to people I should be okay." I thought. Standing motionless, I observed the fast-food frenzied scene. Employees were running here and there yelling to one another, order screens were flashing, various machines were buzzing incessantly and a mass of customers waited to be attended...
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...been able to apply it to every other situation in my life, and has succeed since then It is something that everyone and anyone can do, the problem most will have is changing their ways. Once thinking and doing something your whole life it becomes very hard to change the way you live. But once making this decision, your whole life will change. My coach told me one more run, and we will win the game! We can move onto finals! And that all I had to do was hit the ball, that I could do it. I believed him. I heard the crowd cheering me on, I’ve never heard so much cheering before. I took a breath, slow and deep, and took in the moment. It was the middle of summer, I was out of breath, the air was dry, and the sun beaming down on us. As I looked around, I could see the exhaustion in both teams faces. The sweat dripping down our faces; while both teams wanted to win, the look in our faces also said I can’t wait for this to be over. Both coaches chanted to their teams, pushing us through the last few minutes of the game. While you could see the exhaustion in our faces, the inspiring words our coaches were yelling to us, gave us all hope. You could see the coaches words being processed in our faces, and the second gust of energy came in. The other team took their “ready” position on the field, while our runners got into place. A calm came over the field, and the stands of fans grew quiet as everyone took one last deep breath. I put my right foot in the...
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...Lifesourcing – Blog (www.shomprakash.com) This is Friday Shomprakash Sinha Roy About the author : Shomprakash Sinha Roy is a Senior Technical Consultant and Social Media Professional for Dell International Services. He moonlights as a blogger on a few websites. Notable among them, are his contributions at The Youth Express, and Lifesourcing (www.shomprakash.com). For Roy, writing has been a necessity driven by experiences; more than anything else. Having struggled for survival for three straight years, he finally has a job that pays so that he can keep writing and stay alive at the same time. He dreams of the times of Hemingway and Bill Shakespeare, and idolizes Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Arundhati Roy and Rabindranath Tagore. The story “This is Friday” was presented via the blog Lifesourcing, and was accepted as a truly contemporary work of romance by thousands of readers. It was also promoted via different social media channels and as made its way to readers across India, the Middle East and the United States of America. It’s about one night that begins as a drunken journey across the protagonist’s favourite shopping mall to his favourite lounge in town. It explores a rhythmic side to the city of Bangalore, where the protagonist dwells upon his desires and deep-rooted values of friendship and “trust”. It also turned out to be the author’s first successful attempt to use the present continuous narrative form. His debut novel “The Pink Smoke” is being published by Grapevine...
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...Greetings from the past! If you are reading my letter then that means you have found the time capsule that we have left for you. I am hopeful that you will enjoy the new information you learn from me. My name is Brandy Taylor, I am writing this to give you my perspective and my knowledge of my present life and the society that I currently live in here in 2013. My hope is that with the information I tell you, you will gain a better understanding of how life is for me and my family during this time. A brief description of me is that I am a single mother of three amazing children that are currently ages 20, 15 & 13. I am in my late 30’s and live a very healthy lifestyle that does not make me look my age. My children and I currently reside in Dallas, Texas, where the summers are hot and the winters are mild. I am currently employed for an audio/visual, lighting company called LMG, Inc. as an Administrative Assistant this is at least until I finish college. My current work schedule is Monday through Friday 8:00am to 5:00pm, with weekends and major holidays off. Also, I am currently enrolled in college at Kaplan University with one term left till I earn my Bachelors Degree in Business Administration with a career focus of Human Resource Management. Although I am satisfied with my current job it is my goal to obtain a position in my dream career of Human Resources; this is a passion for me. My current week consists of working till 5:00pm, dinner with the kids, doing some class...
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...Kimberly Tucker, Chris Salt, Ashley Solomon Case 7: Mattel: Overcoming Marketing and Manufacturing Challenges 11/01/2010 Marketing Management 6800 Section 004 The Problem: The problem surrounding Mattel Inc., one of the world’s largest toy companies, is their mismanagement of international subcontractors and vendors and the production of certain toys (the manufacturing process), as well as their inability to adapt their marketing strategy or product to the constantly changing “demographic and socioeconomic trends” (Ferrell, et. all 466). This is supported by Mattel’s legal battle with Carter Bryant and MGA, their forced recall of certain toys that were manufactured overseas, and the increasing rate at which traditional toys are becoming less appealing to today’s young audience. Essentially, Mattel’s mismanagement and oversight lead to violations in terms of ethical and social responsibilities and safety standards. Issues Relevant to the Problem: Mattel’s problem of mismanagement can be divided into several issues that need to be considered: legal issues, international supply chain issues, and an increase in technology-based toys. In regards to legal issues, Mattel has been involved in prolonged litigation with Carter Bryant and MGA over a breach of an employment contract and copyright infringement. Due to Mattel’s poor management of its overseas manufacturers, in which unauthorized subcontractors and third-party suppliers were hired and unsafe materials used, several...
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...person is focusing on something different, thinking of something different, and noticing something different. That is why every person has a story to tell, and it is why we can learn from every single person. And this essay is about my short autobiography, which can give you an indication of my personal story. I came into this world on the windy morning of October 15, 1990. I was born in Cua Viet, a small town in Vietnam. I am the 5th child among the 5 children of my parent. I grew up and spent almost my whole life in my country. Now, I am the second year student in Business Accounting- the 2 year program. I have been through many life-changing situations in past 3 years. These situations have had both positive and negative impacts to me. My goals from 5 years ago compare to my current goals are totally different. After finishing 12th grade, I just wanted to become a Mathematics teacher, so I went to Hue University and tried my best to achieve the goal. However, when I was the 2nd year student of the Hue University, I found that I was no longer interested in becoming a teacher. Hence, I dropped the school and wanted to get a better education in Canada and seek opportunities in accounting. Since then, my life has changed. On one hand, starting my new life in a strange country is so hard. When I just came, I faced many difficulties, such as the language, the weather and the life style. Firstly, language was a big matter when I first came. Speaking was one of the linguistic problems...
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...Freddy Rodriguez Prof. Chamberlain English 063 16 Oct, 2012 My Hate for Work We all deal with some sort of issue that makes our work experience negative. In my case its cooking at a restaurant where all you hear is kids screaming uncontrollably from the control point window in the grill, the fog coming from both the fryer and grill, and last, but not least the “pushing and shoving” from the grill team when we’re pulling off a thousand dollar hour. If you haven’t guessed yet, its Friendly’s “Where ice cream makes the meal”... and my hate for people. I’m just kidding, but I don’t like rude people; like if I’m nice to you why can’t you return the nice gesture? Anyways (back on track) its crazy how many sounds you hear, things you see and objects you feel within a five hour shift that actually feels like two because of working through a rush period. Children children children, I hate them. Hate is a strong word? Trust me I KNOW! I cannot fathom the loud screaming that sounds like metal to metal screeching; all because mommy won’t them get ice cream. The sad part is that I work in the grill and its sort of tucked away in the back. Imagining the intensity of the screaming? Quite horrible isn’t it? As if the loud grinding gears of their voices isn’t enough, I have the pleasure of watching them run around like its free game day at chuck e cheese or something. The only part I enjoy of them running around like maniacs is seeing the huge bright shiny smile on their faces, it makes...
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...Narrowing down to on person who had had an impact on my life is a difficult task, and one that requires a lot of thought. There have been many, but as I travel back through my memories, one person stands out above the rest, my mother. Whether in the classroom or at home, that one individual continuously shines. She knows how to help me when a problem arises, she is there to pick me up when I fall, and she is there as my biggest supporter when all is going well. She always seems to know when to push me or when to just step back and allow me to learn life lessons. One example of her driving me to do my best is a time that I had an extremely tough exam in Chemistry. This was a must pass test and to make it worse, it was over a chapter where I struggled. I came close to giving up and failing the test, but somehow my mom knew I was fighting this battle. She came to me and explained how giving up would interfere with my dream of going to college. It might not keep me out of college, but it would set my standards lower than they needed to be. My mom did not force me to study, but instead, she allowed me to make a decision that would effect me right then and possibly in the future. My mom has made a huge impact in my life in such a positive way. She has pushed me to where I am now. Through her example and our many talks, I have learned that hard work and perserverance can and will take you a long way in this world. I did pass that...
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...instructed otherwise.) Not only is a topic sentence the first sentence of a paragraph, but, more importantly, it is the most general sentence in a paragraph. What does "most general" mean? It means that there are not many details in the sentence, but that the sentence introduces an overall idea that you want to discuss later in the paragraph. For example, suppose that you want to write a paragraph about the natural landmarks of your hometown. The first part of your paragraph might look like this: My hometown is famous for several amazing natural features. First, it is noted for the Wheaton River, which is very wide and beautiful. Also, on the other side of the town is Wheaton Hill, which is unusual because it is very steep. (Notice how the first sentence begins with "My hometown..." a few spaces to the right of the paragraph edge. This is an indentation. All paragraphs in English MUST begin with an indentation.) Note how the first sentence, My hometown, Wheaton, is famous for several amazing geographical features,is the most general statement. This sentence is...
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...sleeping the whole day and I got so many thoughts playing on my mind so I choose to rise get the laptop and type. 1. Second to my final destination ( … Well this is not a horror film; this destination I’m talking about is the force or factor that makes me go and face every life’s circumstances I am facing. My ultimate dream is to become a flight attendant, cabin crew, flight crew or whatever they call this. Yes, I’ve been dreaming to become one someday and I am trying to give my very best for this not to become an unclear vision. I want this to manifest, I want this to happen in my life in every good ways or means I can. As I’ve said on my recent posts, I love to go somewhere, I love to experience different culture, and I want to meet new and different people. There are some times in my life when I face mirror, stand classically and gracefully and try to imitate flight attendants posture and speaking. I used to act like there are passengers and I am orienting them with safety procedures inside the plane. To train to become a flight attendant costs so much, that’s why my parents wasn’t able to send me to those schools practicing this course. But I’ve got this what they called life’s principle. I believe with all my heart that nothing is definitely impossible that my future has been planned and decided. I just love the thought that God is faithful, with His words, His promises and plans. I trust Him with this. This is my heart’s very secret petition to heaven and to Jesus. His...
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...For those of you that don't know me my name is Brittany. I work at The Willows at Citation where I took care of Julia. For the short 3 months and 11 days that I knew Julia. I've learned something that no book could possibly ever teach me. On our Journey together I was constantly being moved and touched in ways that I often cannot describe. To live with Alzheimer's and still laugh, love and find joy is nothing short of amazing. I never got that chance to meet Julia when she was full of life and energy. Instead God blessed me with Julia on May 6th of this year. God had also blessed me with the ability to really connect with Julia. I spent many nights by her bedside, I've spent many hours listening, I've shared many tears with her daughter's and I've experienced many lifelong connections. Julia taught me the importance of living in the moment and finding joy in the small things. No two minutes were alike. Things were constantly changing and it put us on the wildest roller coaster ride imaginable. I must say it took a while and I'm sure I'm speaking for a few others when I say this but I came to realize that in order to survive, you must live in the moment and appreciate each and every good thing that happens, no matter how small. Sometimes you really have to dig deep to find the good in a lousy situation. The interesting thing is that bar is constantly moving. That thing that may have seemed completely insignificant a few months ago, can suddenly become the joy that gets...
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...(http://www.chevening.org/) Samuel Duah Ghana Chevening Scholarships Personal details Title Ms Please write your name as it appears or will appear on your passport Lastname Duah Firstname Samuel Other names Boadu Date of birth 6 July 1989 Country of citizenship Ghana In the majority of cases, to receive a Chevening Award, you must attend a face to face interview at the British Embassy or High Commission in this country. Is your country of residence different from your country of citizenship? No Do you hold Dual Citizenship? No Contact details Primary email address psamdb@ymail.com Additional email address psamdb@gmail.com Phone number 1 233246184325 Phone number 2 233242143956 Skype ID Please write your current postal address below. You do not need to write your country. First line of address Advent Reformed Institute Second line of address Post Office Box 198 Third line of address Kade- E/R Fourth line of address Your education Undergraduate education The Chevening programme requires applicants to have achieved an undergraduate qualification that is equivalent to at least an upper second-class (2:1) honours degree in the UK at the time they submit their application. Please provide details of your undergraduate degree below. You will have the opportunity to inform us of additional qualifications at a later point. Country of study Ghana University/college Kwame Nkrumah University of Science and Technology Date from August 2008 Date to May 2012 Degree type BSc Degree subject...
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...Prologue I leaned over the toilet for the fourth time this morning spilling whatever was left in my stomach. I dry heaved for the next five minutes trying to rid whatever was giving me this ill feeling. Once I finished I wiped the sweat off my forehead and laid back against my cold tub. It felt good against my warm skin. I removed my sweat drenched shirt and just laid against the tile floor. I have never experience such pain and nausea in my life. I didn’t want to think about the many possibilities that could be wrong with me. "Ki you alright?" asked my eight year old brother behind my bathroom door. "Yes boo just go get me a bottle of water." I could hear him scurrying off down the stairs to the kitchen. I tried my best to stand up but I just felt too weak. All of a sudden my body grew very tired and I couldn’t get my body to move. I heard my door open and a scream. "Mom, Dad hurry!" yelled my brother Jasone. I didn’t understand why he was screaming until I followed his horrified eyes down to my floor and there was blood everywhere. I slowly reached up to touch my nose and I felt the blood all over my hands and I knew something was definitely wrong. My brother rushed over to me and held my head in his lap as he cried. I tried to reach up and touch him but it all hurt too much. "Lord please I’m not ready to die." I said to myself. "Mom!!" my brother cried out again. "Jasone what is you doing in your sister room and screaming on-" she couldn’t continue her sentence as she...
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