.... Lee to have ever lived. I still remember something Lee told me once before that has stuck to me and I have grown to follow that in my own life. Lee stated, "It is only the ignorant who suppose themselves omniscient." This has much more meaning than what it at first appears to have. Once again, we had slaves. We kept these things alive and helped them out. Like I said earlier they would have died if it wasn't for us. We gave them a home and fed them when they needed to be fed. All we ask for in return is that they work on our farms. They are property of ours, we bought and paid for them legally. It says that one of my rights as a United States citizen, is my right t ....

.... seems to stretch for days in all directions. I am determined to reach it, no matter what sacrifices I must make. I step forward again testing the sand, still white hot. I pull my courage from the corners of my being and make a run for it. This isn't so bad if I run really fast. The wind blows in my face, bringing with it that smell, almost a taste of the ocean. It seems to be a combination of fish, salt, people, and water all mixed into one. I continue to run until I reach the water's edge where the waves crash upon the beach, making the white sand brown and hard. I sit down on the sand, panting after my enormous effort. Something troubling pulls at the edge of my ....

.... I was sucked clean out of my armor into, head over heels, and under the spell of the Emerald Isle. We had arranged for a rental car, to be picked upon arrival at the harbor. I thought perhaps we would be shown how to operate it. Instead the attendant said in his sweet Irish brogue, "It's the wee red one over there," and handed me the keys. Still dazed by the sudden entrance in to "The Spell" we sped off in our wee red Ford Fiesta. Every so many hundred yards along the road signs reminded us to "Drive to the left." On the open road it was no problem, however moments later in the congestion of Wexford I was near panic, yelling at Travis to help remind me what side of the ....

.... after the Revolutionary War, however, the newly victorious American government declared the territory available for settlement. Ohio and all points west had nothing more to offer settlers than opportunity, although that was plenty to entice explorers, range rovers and wide-eyed gamblers looking for a chance to strike it rich in real estate. The westward movement began, and it didn’t take long for people to find the area that would become Cincinnati. Because of its rich soil and abundance of rivers, which were vital to the transportation and livelihood of the day, settlers started arriving by 1788. Most of the city’s early settlers arrived by putting s ....

.... a house full of cheek pinches and hugs, an array of Christmas odur engulfs me, and makes my mouth water. As I yell "HELLO" I hear voices laughing, talking, and asking who's at the door? In the next second "Millions" of relatives are giving me there greetings and gladly inviting us into the house. As my family and I are quickly made comfortable, I look around..... Plates full of Christmas pastries, Christmas decorations, and Christmas music lightly penetrates the air as the family socializes with each other. The constant murmer of the voices, serves as a background for the music. My cousins are running making their laps around the living room while playing tag and laughing ....

.... effect on my ability to make American friends, my decision to study in the United States, and my career goals. First, it was really fun and interesting to talk with American students. After camp started, I talked with the Japanese friends I had met at the airport because I was too afraid to speak in a language I had studied for only three months. However, I wanted to make American friends because I thought it was senseless to come here if I only talked with Japanese friends. On the second day, we were divided into teams with three to five Americans on a team. I tried to use my poor English to make American friends, but it was really difficult. First, I could ....

.... on his eye and I could see that it was opened so I attacked, I got one of his pillows and suffocated him, I then dismembered his body in the bathtub so there wouldn't be any traces of blood to be found. I then put the body parts under the planks in the floor," explained the butler. "When we went to the house to check out a scream a neighbor heard, the butler opened the door and was real nice, he let us snoop around the house to show us that nothing was wrong. He said he had a bad dream. Then when he took us into the old man's sleeping chamber he started to get real impatient and started to act weird that is when he confessed the murder to us." explained a detective. "W ....

.... and blue roads popping up everywhere. I would sit in is lap and try to straighten out his fingers. He never became angry, he only sat with great patience and smiled. I am always told, by relatives, that those hands used to be able to do anything. Such as hold a rifle so steadily that he never missed a target. I have also read newspaper articles, about the hands that were so great they led the baseball team in an undefeated season. Grandfather’s hands pitched fourteen “no-hitters” in a role. When I hear all the wonderful things about them, I have to believe them, because all I remember are crooked, old tree trunks. I’ve always wanted to see his hands when ....