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Personal Writing: My Friend's Death From AIDS
Words: 403 / Pages: 2

.... is spent, and not the amount that is important. The leading scientists in this area have stated that they are in very early stages of a long-term project. If you double the amount of money set aside for research, you will not find a cure in half the time. The billions that are currently allocated to AIDS research are sufficient if they are used properly. I would try to put pressure on the legislators to have a bill passed that would define the ways money should be spent, and to monitor the progress of finding a cure for this deadly disease. Second and more importantly is the matter of education. AIDS is not just a gay issue, it is a problem that .....


Personal Writing: History Of Pete Dalberg Family
Words: 5676 / Pages: 21

.... tape my Mother said that he had 5 sisters and no brothers that were living. There may have been one who stayed in Sweden, the oldest. Now I do not remember all the first names of his sisters. Terry Johnson Rierson came to America first. She actually was sent for by her husband who lived in Wisconsin working in a mill. They were married in Wisconsin. After he died and she had come to Idaho she then married Rierson. Anna Dalberg, Emma Swanson then two sisters who were married to Andersons. One was married the wife of John August Anderson, and one was married to John N. Anderson. John N. Anderson was the father of Sam, victor and Florence. .....


Pliable Reality
Words: 994 / Pages: 4

.... He said he didn't believe in that new technology. By this time his wife walked in and introduced herself as Beth Jones, and her husband as Bob. He said he had better get going, but Mrs. Jones objected saying "You stay right here until the storm clears." He said he couldn't possibly impose himself. He then turned back to the memory or him walking across that cold muddy field. He shuddered. Mrs. Jones broke into his thoughts and said he could walk to the neighbors the next morning, she said "They only live a few miles down the road and Bob can drive you." He accepted gracefully, and said he would be out of the house at the crack of dawn. They s .....


Personal Writing: My Grandmother
Words: 739 / Pages: 3

.... grandmother always sat in the kitchen of her house. This is where she would drink her hot black coffee with no sugar and smoke her Virginia Slim cigarettes. She would sometimes sit in her kitchen for hours upon end and watch the ducks and the geese swimming by on the river and if it were warm enough outside she would crumble up some bread and feed it a little at a time to them. In the summer time my grandmother and whoever happened to be at the house would sit out on the sundeck for hours and talk about anything and everything imaginable; she was known as the neighborhood gossip queen. The sundeck was a place for everyone to sit and relax in the .....


Books; Life Long Friends
Words: 771 / Pages: 3

.... reminded me a bit of Belle. Belle had a profound effect on me in childhood as well as later on in life. She was my finest friend throughout grammar and Junior High school. We fancied relishing our lunches together. Laughing about the boys' wicked ways and planning our revenge at the ensuing recess. This always made lunch go by so swiftly. It was hard to tear us apart. Hell, it was hard to tell us apart. We were both round bodied and a bit out of shape. But I always saw Belle in a jovial light. She had a merry way about her, and her laugh was infectious; it reminded me if Christmas bells, tingly, jingling and warm. I miss her. She was ha .....


Personal Writing: An-Yang
Words: 651 / Pages: 3

.... yelling "An-yang!!"(grandmother) all the way. She would yell in a similar fashion "Ah! Shua- nging!" (ah, children!) Smells of old- fashioned Shanghainese cooking would assail my senses, as my mouth watered in anticipation of the savories to come. One particular afternoon, after we had finished eating, we draped ourselves around her living room. I was sitting on a dilapidated couch, whose colors were made indiscernible by time, and was looking around her room. My gaze swept from the thin, worn carpet, bare in some places, to the scarred wooden dresser, to a dirty doll with an eye missing. (My grandmother could never bear to throw anything awa .....


Creative Writing: A Day At The Park
Words: 530 / Pages: 2

.... a sudden my phone rings, and it was my mother-in-law "wondering" if I wanted a couple of free view box tickets and a parking pass, for that nights Ranger game. I couldn't have been more excited, much less believe my luck. After I got off work , and picked up the tickets, I raced home to get my wife and son ready to go. Over the next half hour, I almost regretted having to bring my son, what with the hassle of getting the diaper bag packed , the traffic, and fighting the crowds while pushing a stroller. It was hectic, but I survived. Finally we were situated and ready for the game. The singing of the national anthem was finished and we we .....


The Cask Of Amontillado: Creative Writing
Words: 561 / Pages: 3

.... to go. Later that night while eating dinner I decided the next morning I would go back to the crime scene to check for clues. The next morning I called Mr. Machiano and asked him to meet me at the palazzo. As I approached the body I began to feel a little queasy from last night's dinner but luckily I brought some herbal tea to help soothe my stomach. Anyway, I began to search the ground around the body hoping to find some clues. I noticed a gold bracelet on the ground near the body, and it read Montrsor. I decided to do a little more research on this man. I went to the station and asked the secretary to show me the file on any person miss .....


The Republic Of Pakistan (Speech)
Words: 741 / Pages: 3

.... regard. India has yet sent over 200,000 troops to torture, kill, rape, slaughter, and burn (yes burn), innocent bystanders. Now, we would like this to an absolute and complete stop! Kashmir is a beautiful place: It contains many attractive site for tourists with luxuries architectural buildings and beautiful surroundings. Also, it possesses many, many natural and agricultural resources which can be of great use. At present, India is destroying both of these great features. We WANT INDIA to acknowledge the harm they have done to, and indeed, take proper responsibility! They have damaged property which they have not even yet claimed. They have .....


Creative Writing: American Dream
Words: 1119 / Pages: 5

.... the three story home that Joel did, nor the outrageous salary, nor the beautiful wife and daughter. He did not have the luck of being at the lab when the reality-cam was finished, the idea that gave Joel his claim to fame. If it would have been Kyle working that shift maybe things would be different. Kyle was a loner, and a struggling loner at that. "Good morning Kyle," said Joel. "G' mornin'," mumbled Kyle in a saddened voice. Joel instantly sensed that something was wrong and upon further questioning found that Kyle had lost yet another one of his “bimbo” type girlfriends. Joel pretended to be sorry for him for a while, then the .....



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