I performed in a play “The Lorax”, which was based on Dr. Seuss’s book “The Lorax”. I played the role of “The Lorax”. The Lorax was the main character and protagonist of the play. The antagonist of the play was “The Onceler”.…
Maybe you and him could meet up sometime. I could bring along Chris and we could make it a double date.…
OVERALL IMPRESSION: It is a really well crafted story that grabs my attention from beginning all the way to the end. You don’t give any time for the “viewers” to be bored as we are thrown right into the thick of things from the get go, first the surgery of Freeman and a few scenes after she’s in the war. I also believe that you created a living breathing world of the war, or more specifically the hospital in the war. The way the injured soldiers react to Dr. Murdoch all contribute to the feeling of the world. You could maybe possibly cut to what’s going on in the actual war, and show how the soldiers get injured? I think that will add just another level to this already brilliant story, but not really necessary.…
Ruby Moon is set in Flamming tree grove, about a couple Ray and Sylvie who’s child Ruby goes missing. The worried parents continue to spend all their days and nights trying to piece together any information they can find about their missing daughter Ruby. As they review everything they know about the case the story turns into a detective inquest, they question all the eccentric characters on the street to try and seek clues as to what actually happened to their daughter Ruby. The characters include a Parrot-owning Christian, a wanna be clown, an ex-solider, a seductive temptress, a former babysitter and a mad scientist. Each one of these characters is a potential suspect in the murder or disappearance of Ruby Moon. The whole play follows the journey of two parents struggling to come to terms with the fact that their little baby girl is gone.…
Our leaders and professionals that deal with potential disasters and weigh out the risks of our critical infrastructure and key resources need to have a creative and imaginative mind. In an interview with a Canadian television station, Ira Winkler, a former project manager at NSA, stated “if you look at what the al-Qaeda previously did, they took truck bombs and used them against the embassy in Kenya, they went ahead and used a boat in Yemen against the U.S. warship. So you have a car, you have a truck, you have a boat. Why wouldn't you expect a plane to be added?” (“9/11 Intelligence Failures Report”, 2002). This emphasizes how important it is to be creative, think outside of the box and be proactive when it comes to homeland security.…
Once upon a time, there was a small town called Everbloom. In the, dense, green, woods that bordered that town lived a fiery “orphan” girl named Scarlet. The 17 year old had blazing red hair, ash grey eyes and olive skin that, from being in the woods most of her life, faded to relatively pale. She was known to be mysterious, but really she was just like any other anti-social teen. Well, sorta.…
My name is Felicia Marcus and this is my story. After the rebirth, I don't know if my decision was correct or not but I'm alive right now so does my family. It was, worth something to celebrate right? Only if I didn't get involved with that person. *Sigh* As Felicia try to move "Clang" a metal sound rang inside the room and on her left leg a thick metal cuff wrapped around her ankle.…
The setting for the story is more like of general knowing that the characters were inside their peaceful residence preparing for the bomb to be drop. And it happened more likely during the time of war.…
My nose was nearly hafa' foot in the ground after I failed to scurry away from Scout Finch in the schoolyard. Scouts hand plowed me into the soil with as much force as a truck. At least itad' felt like that at the time.…
The FBI will be for removal of all objects suspected of being an explosive device.…
I still remember that dreadful night as if it were yesterday, the day my pride, my joy, my everything, my marigolds were destroyed. That morning when I woke up I just knew it was going to be a bad day. I woke up and started doing the thing I've always done, I was taking care of my beautiful marigolds. I was out there for about two hours when a rock came flying at one of my marigolds and beheaded it, “Who out there?” I searched through the bushes trying to find the children who are always trying to get at me. “You better git” I yelled. I looked for a couple more seconds before I cautiously went back to my marigolds, but before I even knew it another rock beheaded another one of my marigolds. Those kids didn't understand my reasoning for planting…
The amount of collaboration and effort put into this mission is unbelievable. According to “Seven Minutes of Terror”, The seven minutes explored in that story and experienced by the world in early August 2012,…
Mama...are you capable of coming back. I am yearning to hear you speak. I fancy to seeing you again. I need to hold you again to never let you go. You told me not to toy with death, this was the one time I didn't listen.…
Who is this Gatsby? People are left with an elusive impression about Gatsby’s personality and life. Should I make any judgements based on the party? Should I imagine what I don’t know? No, I will not follow the phonus balonus and stick to my belief of reserving all unnecessary judgements. Gatsby remains a mysterious person. It seems that everybody has got something to say about this guy and his unusual social skills. Oh, well. I know my onions!…
I know this Is wrong. I know the consequences of murder. I know that I shouldn't be thinking of murdering my twin sister. But what can I do? She's left me no other option.…