My Garden
My Garden of Eden
Presented in Partial Fulfillment of Course Requirements
Rhetoric and style, EN 151-1
Mrs. Susan Schwendener
Geneva A.C Harris
Summer Semester 2013
7/17/13
When I first laid eyes on the on the Harold Washington library I fell in I’ve with the gargantuan building. It had so many imperfections on the outside made it beautiful. Most people would call the building beautiful right off the back, I like noticing the smaller imperfections because it helps me appreciate the building as a master piece instead of just a building. In this paper I’ll tell you exactly why I love this library so much in more detail then you might be able to handle. When I first seeped into to the halls of HWL I didn’t know what to say it was a particular beauty that could not be decried in word but feelings. The first room that I visited that day was called the winter green room. It was a place of serenity and calming peace so pure it takes your breath away. An enchanted place of knowledge: good and evil. When I saw the winter green room it was anything but winter.. it was a vibrant geen almost a perfect represtatin of the garden of eden. The trees were placed strategically in the middle to attracted any person who craved peace. When you first enter you hear nothing. Then a nanosecond latter you hear everything.my brain moved so fast that even enstine himself couldn’t compare my thoughts to E=Mc2. I thought of all the possibilities that the room held. The best part of being in this garden of eden was being able to look up into a sky so blue that only Gods tears could produce.When I looked up it was as if I were floating on a cloud of pure un adultred love and warmth. It was an odd type of giddiness that bubbled from my lips at that thought. As surley as it came it ended. My eyes gloly floted back to earth and took in the wonders of my own (yet many others) winter green room :My Garden Of Eden. After being dismissed By my Teacher she gave us one rule. And
Presented in Partial Fulfillment of Course Requirements
Rhetoric and style, EN 151-1
Mrs. Susan Schwendener
Geneva A.C Harris
Summer Semester 2013
7/17/13
When I first laid eyes on the on the Harold Washington library I fell in I’ve with the gargantuan building. It had so many imperfections on the outside made it beautiful. Most people would call the building beautiful right off the back, I like noticing the smaller imperfections because it helps me appreciate the building as a master piece instead of just a building. In this paper I’ll tell you exactly why I love this library so much in more detail then you might be able to handle. When I first seeped into to the halls of HWL I didn’t know what to say it was a particular beauty that could not be decried in word but feelings. The first room that I visited that day was called the winter green room. It was a place of serenity and calming peace so pure it takes your breath away. An enchanted place of knowledge: good and evil. When I saw the winter green room it was anything but winter.. it was a vibrant geen almost a perfect represtatin of the garden of eden. The trees were placed strategically in the middle to attracted any person who craved peace. When you first enter you hear nothing. Then a nanosecond latter you hear everything.my brain moved so fast that even enstine himself couldn’t compare my thoughts to E=Mc2. I thought of all the possibilities that the room held. The best part of being in this garden of eden was being able to look up into a sky so blue that only Gods tears could produce.When I looked up it was as if I were floating on a cloud of pure un adultred love and warmth. It was an odd type of giddiness that bubbled from my lips at that thought. As surley as it came it ended. My eyes gloly floted back to earth and took in the wonders of my own (yet many others) winter green room :My Garden Of Eden. After being dismissed By my Teacher she gave us one rule. And