...Taste of Watermelon is written by Borden Deal. Taste of Watermelon is written in the year of 1979. It is a short story. He is an American author who is dead! He has been dead 25 years. The Taste of Watermelon is set in the country side where a bunch of farmers live. It is set in the states because of the language used. For example ‘golly’ and ‘gosh’. It is set in around the 1970s, the time it was written in. There are 4 main characters I would say. There is Mr. Will who is an old man who is a farmer and every night he guards his huge watermelon with a gun. Then there is a boy who steals the watermelon and eats it up with his friends. He then after he steals it feels really bad and collects the seeds from the floor and gives them to Mr. Wills The story is basically about a boy who steals the watermelon from Mr. Wills and together with his friends; Freddy, Gary, and J.D., they eat as much as they can of the watermelon and destroy whatever is left. The boy goes home and watches Mr. Wills as he realizes that his watermelon has been stolen. He freaks out and starts destroying all the other watermelons and the boy after a night of not sleeping together with his dad collects all the seeds he could find and gives them to Mr. Wills to plant a field of watermelons for the following year. Mr. wills accepts his apology and is pleased to hear that the boy would love to help Mr. Wills in planting all these seeds. Mr. Wills is happy . The author uses 1st person. I personally prefer...
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...guitar as its main solo instrument, and in some of the live versions that are out there a drum accompanies the song as a steady rhythm in the background. This is known as a backbeat that generally occurs on the first and third beats of a four-beat measure. B.B King uses guitar improvisation in between each of the vocal verses to lead him into his next verse. Another twelve-bar improvisation is located between the verses. “Every day I Have the Blues” features bent notes that are achieved by literally bending the string on the guitar with excess finger pressure. “Good Golly Miss Molly” by Little Richard starts off with the same twelve-bar chord progression that was developed for the Blues. Instead of a guitar as the main solo instrument Little Richard uses a piano as his primary instrument. The guitars serve in accompaniment to the piano and a stead backbeat made by a drum is featured. The tempo of “Good Golly Miss Molly” is much faster than that of “Every Day I have the Blues”. The volume of the voices and instruments are much louder and the piano is played throughout all the singing instead of being used as an improvisation to lead into the next verse. The blues was primarily a vocal genre that developed with in the African American slave culture in the southern United States. The singers of the blues often focused on the hardships of life. Blues can be viewed as United States Folk music. The blues was known for its use of a repeating chord progression called a twelve-bar...
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...Taylor Rice History of Rock and Roll Mixtape Project February 25, 2016 Cross Road Blues by Robert Johnson Hound Dog by Elvis Presley This Land Is Your Land by Woody Guthrie Good Golly Miss Molly by Little Richard Unforgettable by Nat King Cole Miserlou by Dick Dale & the Del Tones Rock Around the Clock by Bill Haley & the Comets Surfin’ USA by Beach Boys Maybellene by Chuck Berry The Times They Are A-Changin by Bob Dylan Robert Johnson’s “Cross Road Blues” (Crossroads) released in 1937. Robert Johnson is a legend, known as a figure in defining the foundation of the birth of Blues. His blues style was also very influential in the shaping of Rock and Roll. Before his young death at the young age of 27, he only ever recorded 29 of his compositions, which is very little material in comparison to other legends. His songs were seen as remarkable and inspiring since his music had a shockingly raw feel for the era. “Cross Road Blues” is in the blues genre, more specifically the Delta blues style. The song gives life to the legend of Robert Johnson who supposedly met the Devil at a crossroads outside of town and sold his sole in return for the Devil to tune his guitar and give him the talent to become a great musician. The song represents the blues genre of the era from the spiritual and religious roots, however, rather than using the usual saxophone as the lead instrument in a jazz song, he played the acoustic guitar. Woody Guthrie’s “This Land...
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..."Go to sleep. We'll be here when you wake up." That was all the justification I needed. I couldn't fight off the tiredness anymore, and the fuzzy, comforting darkness took over my body. OoOoOoO The next time I woke up it was nighttime and I was much, much clearer. Darry was asleep in a chair next to the bed, but Soda was awake, stroking my hand. "Soda?" I croaked quietly so I wouldn't wake Darry. "What time is it? Golly, how long have I been out?" "You've been out for two days. It's 1:36 a.m. Christmas morning. Merry Christmas, Pony." It was Christmas? "Oh, Soda," I apologized, guilt flowing through my entire body, "I'm so sorry. You guys have to spend Christmas in the hospital." Darry surprised me by speaking, "it ain't your fault, Ponyboy, don't apologize. I'm just glad your okay." "Me too," Sodapop agreed whole-heartedly. I remained silent for a minute before Darry spoke up. "Do you want to go back to sleep, Ponyboy?" "Yeah," I mumbled, surprised at how tired I was. I had been asleep for two days for crying out loud! Before I let my eyes slip close, I whispered a groggy, slightly slurred, "M'rry Christmas. I love you guys." I didn't hear their...
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...2018 A.A.R.P. South Dakota Grandparent of the Year Essay My great grandma Leona Pechota should win the A.A.R.P. South Dakota Grandparent of the Year Award. She should win because she is a very good cook. You should also pick her because she is family oriented. The last reason you should pick her is she is always surprised to see me. My great grandma is a very great cook. She loves cooking her banana bread for all the family. Everybody likes the sweets and other things she cooked. One of her recipes is actually in a cook book. The family adores her for what she used to be able to cook. She is always very family oriented, all the time. When there is a family gathering, she tries to make it. One thing she likes to see is her children, grandchildren,...
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...have finally arrived at his kingdom, I've noticed how much he likes to aggrandize his fridge with rations that's more than enough for eight starving men. I insisted that he lay off the calories, however he infers that he needs the bloody nutrients. I tried to remonstrate my position by trying to educate him. His manner was erudite but he acts extraordinary sleazy which contradicts with his reasoning. By mid-afternoon, the aura in the skies was delightful, as we set out to joust to the death. The peasants around the court was affable as we began our seemingly friendly game. During the middle of our duel, my cousin pleaded to stop as he was growing hungry as the Queen did, during her pregnancy. As the kind champ that I was, I said “good golly, sir are you mad!?” He laughed, tumbled on all fours, and right into the Renaissance Cafe! I pursuit him on my faithful steed, hoping to avoid a cause of an uproar of any sort, and as well as to purchase my cup of tea along with some exquisite buttered crackers. As I stepped into the tavern, I witness the most horrific and grotesque image in front of my very eyes. What was in my cousin's arms could scar hundreds of unborn infants. It was as seems to be a contraband of snacks and sweets, carried by robbers from a bank. I halt him with each step he took, and explained how amorphous his shape will be if he continue to practice this dreadful feasting habit of his. The more persistent I was, the more resilient he became. As I am not his mother...
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...SC: Greetings from the greatest mind of this generation to the great mind of yours. SH: You are in the teaching profession, severely introverted but with a tremendous almost psychotic sense of narcissism not unlike that possessed by the late Professor Moriarty. You play the piano, are a part time actor, are possibly constrained by reduced mental capacity even insanity. SC: I am usually bad at this but are you practicing whimsy? Humorous, Mr.Holmes. SH: Dear God, what was that? I have rarely seen such a face aside from that loathsome hound I encountered due to that villain, Stapleton. No. I do not indulge in whimsy; it is destructive to the faculties. SC: Oh golly. Have I brought back the wrong 19th century Holmes? Drat Leonard’s miscalculations. SH : You have chalk on your face, your fingers have seen considerable wear and tear, as might be expected by one striking piano keys repeatedly, the costumes in the corner indicate your acting profession, the picture books on the desk your mental capacity, your speech patterns and agitation indicate introversion, insanity and your introduction to me, obviously, your extreme narcissism. SC: Easily explained. The chalk comes from my black-board work on interstellar travel, the fingers from playing Halo, the costumes are for comic-con, the “picture books” are the greatest art works in human history, including “Flash of two worlds”, I’ll blame the narcissism comment on teleportation-lag and I’m not insane, my mother had me tested...
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...“Money don’t grow on trees, sugarplum. We work hard to do what we do. Ya’ know why? ‘Cuz money don’t grow on trees. We do what we do with hopes to be free. But, let me explain, money don’t come to us black folks on trees.” I’m not sure it do, but that’s what my poppa told me when great-great grammie Loretta passed away. That was a sad day, yes it was. I cried. You can ask my poppa about how I cried for 2 weeks straight. Oh, how I cried. Maybe I’m getting’ way, way ahead of my-self. My name Loretta, too, and ain’t nobody tellin’ me my name is nothin else. That is not who I is! Anyway, I live on some plantation in northern Carolina and these parts ain’t kind to ya either. I work muh butt off to keep it from that mean, nasty, leather strip. I mean, I work hard- I don’t quit either. My poppa was born into slavery and his great-great grandpappy was a hick straight from the sticks. He mad at the white folks- but also his ancestors fer not fightin’ back. We do a lot of ‘hardships’ to remain happy, or so my granny used to say when I was a young’un. My life as a slave was not one u might expect. Now, if you readin’ this, I’m most likely off living somewhere in the north. Now, that is the adventure of my life I don’t regret it one bit. Here’s how the story of a lifetime unfolds… It all started when a strange knock appeared on our door. Naturally, I ran to a small hole just big enough for me that my father had dug and covered the top with a blanket. I did this for protection against...
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...The wolf was surely known for being quite brash and stupid. This wasn't any different than all the other times he had put himself in danger. Nothing about running towards the storm wasn't a Kyler thing to do except maybe that he hated snow but somehow he knew this wasn't snow. Snow clouds don't look like that. Not for second though had he thought to think, 'well golly gee, what if I blooming die?!" For a person afraid of death he was really bad at decreasing his chances of kicking the bucket. In fact, he had almost killed himself about 10 times since this winter. The icy gusts of wind blew through his pure white pelt. Gradually the pieces of ice got bigger and a few knocked Ky in his thick head. A wild flash of lightning striked a large column of stone next to him as he ran by....
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...THE BRITISH ARE COMING Miss Wattle Have you ever watched the docs shown on the British screen? The views they are so pretty, the best you've ever seen But by golly, the British accent is so odd Altho' to be sure it was given by our God At times 'tis hard to follow from this side of the sea. You've heard the upper crust talk - it's full of lah-de-dahs. The Lords and Ladies undress and step into their 'barths' North American folks just go and have their baths We'll simply grab a chair and sit down on our ass But the Brits, you know, they sit upon their .... ooh-la-lahs! The British Gingah Rebecca Larkin I have this friend you see He lives across the Atlantic Sea Somewhere in England Over grass, and mountains, and sand He visits this country I call home At camp, with open land to roam We-my best friend and I-walk up to him to say hi And he jumps right into conversation, not the least bit shy For the next ten days we all hang together Other friends we hung with too, but mainly the British ginger So hilarious and animated, his “woo” sounding like a dying cat on crack Eventually we started pretending to be his claque Laughter rings about even though the end of the camp is near We all enjoyed the time that we’ve spent here We smile and say our goodbyes until the next year When we all meet up again, right here A Very British Summer Faiz Ali This year we grieve for the sunshine of old Instead we're given a pouring with a rainbow Still...
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...PYNK Lipstick Possible Articles Women in the workplace Sexism in the 21st Century 2011 Role Switch: The New Mr. Mom Tiger Mom oe vs. WAde/ dr charged with murder of fetuses Arizona shooting/ breeding of ignorance/ reptilian phase! The new stay at home dad/ unemployment MTV show / skins Mans world/ male dominance the workplace! Grading parents/Polk county Tiger mom own network Self image/ tv/ news 90 teens pregnant at one school Snookie book/ pure genius! Jailing females 4 male crimes / sex trafficking Benefit of having a professional site Good golly ms holly Letters to Sala Technology/Phone Credit cards The evolution of the IPOD/Apple Things to work on/ Contributor guidelines About us: PYNK Lipstick magazine is a publication for women, by women. Established in Orlando, Florida in 2011 as an online magazine, PYNK Lipstick is leading the way for setting new industry standards for women’s magazines by focusing on four core values which nourishes women’s minds, bodies, and souls. PYNK is Empowerment, Beauty, Intellect, and Philanthropy. PYNK is relevant, passionate, innovative, and at times controversial. Herstory: The idea for PYNK Lipstick started almost to years ago PYNK Picks!.. Editor Picks for items, services, etc. Precisely PYNK…Notable Quotes for the week. Tickeled PYNK! Notebale news about women I will be the first person to admit that I encouraged my husband to become a stay- at home dad. But now that this idea has become...
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...In the flurry of life, you probably missed this story. I almost did, and that would have been too bad. Over in Belleville, Minnesota, a 67-year-old man named Bob Thompson sold his road-building company for $422 million back in July. He did not, as we would expect, buy himself a jet or an island, not even a new home. Instead, Thompson decided to share the wealth. 2He divided $128 million among his 550 workers. Some checks exceeded annual salaries. And for more than 80 people, the bonus went beyond their wildest expectations: They became millionaires. Thompson even included some retirees and widows in his plan. What’s more, he paid the taxes on those proceeds—about $25 million. 3Employees were so flabbergasted that the wife of an area manager tearfully said: “I think the commas are in the wrong place.” The commas were right where they belonged. Thompson had made sure of that, had made sure, too, that not one of the workers would lose his or her job in the buyout. 4I sat at the breakfast table stunned. I just don’t know too many people or companies that would do something like that. Sure, many employers offer profit-sharing and stock-option plans. But outright giving? Nah. Employees rarely share in the bounty when the big payoff comes. In fact, many end up losing their jobs, being demoted, seeking transfers, or taking early retirement. Insecurity—or better yet, the concept of every man for himself—is a verity of work life in America. 5Yet here is one man defying all of the stereotypes...
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...time being. After that night was over, and I was taken home; I had no motivation to do anything except sit in my room. I felt like I had taken up a full time position to a part time job. I once again went back to focusing solely on academics, as I had never been thrown to the side by a vocab test. I can’t say the same for the other way around, but that’s neither here nor there. It would be another year and a half before I manages to scrape up enough courage to stick myself out there again, and my self-esteem would have sporadic fits of non existence until my senior year. I fortunately have also learned that if I keep my expectations astronomically low, it becomes much harder to be disappointed. Now you may be thinking to yourself, “Well golly jee! That was just depressing and didn’t even explain how it changed you!” Well my friend, welcome to what we call the conclusion. I learned from that event, that even though you may really enjoy someone’s company, not everyone is supposed to be your friend forever. Sometimes it’s totally justified to just ignore your friends for those who are cooler… except for that it’s not. It actually just taught me that he was a total scumbag and that I wanted to be the person that I wish would have been there for me. ...
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...Oh, you guys, why can't you..." He jumped up suddenly and bolted out the door. Darry and I were struck dumb. Darry picked up the envelope that Soda had dropped." They eventually found soda, and soda told them why he was mad/sad (Page 150) "Golly, you two, it's bad enough having to listen to it, but when you start trying to get me to take sides..." Tears welled up in his eyes. "We're all we've got left. We ought to be able to stick together against everything. If we don't have each other, we don't have anything. If you don't have anything, you end up like Dallas... and I don't mean dead, either. I mean like he was before. And that's worse than dead. Please"--- he wiped his eyes on his arm--- "don't fight anymore." "Sure, little buddy," Darry said softly. "We're not going to fight anymore." This was the last major relationship change in the book. In conclusion, Ponyboy and Dally's relationship changed through the understanding that Dally did care for Ponyboy, even though Pony think...
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...The Scoop on Zika MaKayla McCauley February 12, 2015 The Zika virus is a newly emerging virus that is derived from Aedes mosquitos, the virus was identified in 1947 in rhesus monkeys and identified in humans in 1952 out of Uganda. Zika is closely related to the dengue virus as well. The viruses infection has been seen as a virus that is only symptomatic in one out of five cases (WHO, 2016) The most common symptoms are fever, rash, red eyes, joint pain, muscle pain and headaches. The incubation period for the virus is unknown but is likely to be about a week. The symptoms are mild and only last a few days to a week, max. People who have recently traveled across the world are at most risk for contracting the virus, and spreading it back into the country via travel. According to the CDC, before the outbreaks occurred in the U.S. the virus was most prominently found in Africa, Southeast Asia and the Pacific Islands. In the U.S. the virus has spread across the states from the Eastern states of Connecticut to California however, not all states have been introduced to the virus. Thankfully, Kentucky hasn’t been hit yet, however on a recent news report I saw that a case had been reported in Indiana which is a little concerning for the upcoming spring and summer. Unfortunately, there has yet to be a vaccine that will help in taking preventative measures to control the virus as well as there is no real treatment for the virus, all you can do is treat the symptoms, kind of...
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