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Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Example Essay

                         Decorating for the Christmas holidays has  always been my favorite time of year.At this point in my life I have had many oppurtunities to do this beloved activity of mine.Twinkling lights,big bright bulbs,tinsel falling from every corner and enough animated figures on the lawn to forget I have a front lawn.I have been accused by most everyone I know for going a "bit over the top."Out of all the moments I have heard such things from my family like,"What in Gods name?" or "Did Santa throw up mommy?"There are a few of these situations that really stick out in my mind.
                         As I drive home from work I am preparing to see tons of glorious lights beaming from my house producing more light then a Patriots football game at night.How I love to see those colorful lights blaring brightly from my ranch style, cedar shingeled home.I have nervously given the outside light task to my husband and youngest daughter this paticular year due to the fact that I had to work.I left very specific written instructions as to where every bulb should be.I went as far as to number the tons of boxes with brand new Christmas lights in them.All they have to do is read and place and it will be perfect!Completly prepared to be wowed I pull anxiously into my driveway.Lights look good on the porch.....and...where are my net lights?As I step out of my vehicle I  notice my daughter and husband standing by the front porch looking like two deer caught in the headlights of a fast moving car.As I approach my daughter pipes up,"Now mommy before you say anything..."Then my husband,"Are you tryin to kill me and make it look like a tragic holiday accident?""What the heck are you two talking about?And why are my net lights in the boxes and not on all the bushes and trees?" My husband and daughter give each other a look."My dear wife these net lights are meant for bushes that are low to the ground.Not for six foot tall bushes.There to small.Didn't you read the size on the nets?" "No I just make sure there beautiful." "Well,my husband says,you can take em back and get different ones for our bushes." "Oh no,no,no,I said,I can go back and get new ones for our bushes and keep these.I'm sure I can find somewhere to use them!And you two can help me!" "Oh brother!"says my daughter and my husband pipes in ,"You're gonna kill me yet!"
                       I look around my living room and I'm amazed.I've  even out done it for myself.Its awesome.The tree is in perfect position with oranaments waiting in boxes for the kids to put on,the singing bells are hung around every corner of the ceiling,the stockings are hung with much care.Awww...and this year I added the Santa hats to my husbands prize deer,took 3rd in the state.He loves that deer.Tells me "never touch the deer."But this is so adorable.Four Santa hats to cutely accent the antlers of his beautiful prized possesion.He couldn't not like it!"What in the **** is that on MY deer?" Uh-oh."Well ,I say as sweetly as possible, I thought the deer could use a little Christmas too." "Isn't it enough that this place looks like the North Pole from Roudolph the Red Nose Reindeer movie?Why in the hell did have to involve MY deer?"Oh he'll get over it,I think, as he mumbles and storms out of the house.MMMMM...I really think the deer needs a scarf!
                     The cats of my home are part of the family.They get meals,treats special places to lay so why not give them thier own stockings?After all Santa can fill them with fishy treats and new toys maybe a little cat nip.So off I go in search of eight perfect stockings.Lets see differnt colors or traditional?Animal themed or not?Names on them or not?As I stand in the aisle of this busy store people I believe are starting to look at me funny.No matter to me its Christmas time and no one will bring me down!Besides these cats are family,childern and they deserve stockings.I finnally decide on traditional green and red and I'll paint there names on each stocking.I painted,applied glitter glue and some little candy canes and hung them up with care next to all of ours.My kids thought it was cute "a nice idea mom" my husband looks me in the  eye and says,"I gotta pee."Well no matter I'm once again happy and satisfied with my "kitty stockings."
                     The twinkling lights,the tinsel, the big bright bulbs I love it all.And yes this year will be no exception.I will do it all again happier than a clam in mud to do so!And in case you're wondering yes the "prize deer " will have the four Santa hats upon his antlers!You see I think deep down they all really love it as much as I do.
                    

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Example Essay Intro#3

                              Decorating for the Christmas holidays has always been my favorite time of year.At this point in my life I have had many oppurtunities to do this beloved activity of mine.Twinkling lights,bright bulbs,tinsel falling from every corner and enough animated figures on the front lawn to forget I have a lawn.I have been accused by most everyone I know for going a bit "over the top."Out of all the moments I have heard such things from my family like,"What in Gods name?" or "Did Santa throw up Mommy?"There are a few situations that really stand out.

Graff #19 Reaction to comments on Timed Essay

                                      First off I was glad I saw the assignment before Monday!If I'd have worked over the weekend I may not have.An hour is a challenge for sure.Once I got over the initial shock of seeing there was an assignment there I was like,"Hmmm cool let me think a minute."I knew I had to go with the animal choice.I knew that would be better for me.The rats well I just thought well the animal I love verses the animal I hate!And I have to say I was laughing my butt off at a few of my own lines. Sometimes the personal things I write crack me up!My ten year old daughter was standing over my shoulder and said,"Geez mom you got a violent streak about those rats.Geez!."Which of course made me laugh more.This was a challenge I defiantly enjoyed.  As for you're comments, I'm glad you liked it and accepted it.I also; appreciated you're suggestion.So overall very happy with the entire assignment.

Example Essay Intro re-write

                           At this point in my life I have been through hundreds of Christmas celebrations.Tons of sparkling lights,bright glass bulbs,tinsel flowing out of every corner,and enough animated figures on the front lawn to forget I have a lawn.I really have the best time decorating for the Christmas holiday.I have on more than one occasion been accused of being,"a bit over the top."

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Example Essaay Intro.

                     At this point in my life I have been through hundreds of Christmas celebrations.Tons of memories fill my mind.From standing in the cold December air picking out the best tree,to shopping in crowds full of strangers and decorating until it looks like Santa threw up.I have enjoyed doing all of these things as far back as I can remember.

Timed Essay

                        Rats and cats.Give me a good snuggly cat on my lap and I'll sit for hours.Give me even a glimpse of a vial rat and I'll be on the kitchen counter top praying I can reach my cell phone to call for help.They are both animals after all. Although on the day God created cats I think He must've been havin a great day and on the day He created rats He must've been having a pissy day.
                       Rats and cats both enjoy cheeses.However; thier reasons for the cheeses are worlds apart.I will give my cats a piece of cheese as a treat after behaving well or simply because they cutely meow for it.A rat on the other hand will only get a piece of cheese from me if its on the end of a huge, steel trap that will go SNAP right onto thier furry, pointy eared, little head executioin style.
                        Cats  use the kitty litter boxes polietly  covering up thier business when thier done.Rats leave droppings scattered through panteries,walls,cupboards and basements as if they are leaving road side bombs and a message for me as to say,"Catch me if you can."
                       Cats comfortably lay and snuggle around my home year round.They may be sunning themselves in the bay window or layng on the floor.But when the temperature drops,the snow begins to fly and the wind starts to howl there will be a "temporary" guest.The rat.This disgusting,dirty animal only shows up with the change of weather.I know because the cats will start to jump at the attic door or scratching at the basement door.The game season has changed.No longer chasing birds from the window,now chasing rats through closed doors.The cats meow loudly at the "guest" and the "guest" in turn makes small squeaking noises as if to taunt the cats.
                      Rats rip into everything used to insulate my home.From the walls to ther insullation in the walls.They grossly make thier home as if they belong.The cats make thier bedding from blankets and pillows from the couch polietly giving room for someone else.The rat has no polietness.No care as to how they invade my home,take,take,take is the rat motto.
                      Cheese.It is as necessary in the winter as a shovel.For with the first sign of a disguisting rat I will be setting the trap.SNAP!When I hear that first SNAP I will feel a sense of profound satisfaction at the no trial killing.I have always felt hate was an awful word to use about anything and anybody and have taught this to my childern.But even the childern know when the word hate is used in relation to the deploable rat its completly acceptable.
                       

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Contrast Essay

                  You could say my house has gone to the felines.Eight felines to be exact.Some people in my town would also tell you theres a giant neon sign above my front door that blares"sucker" big and bright for all the cats to see.Both statements would be accurate.We were a normal human family of four just two and a half years ago.Then here came the stray and the next and the next...you get the idea.All eight of these cats are blood related in one way or another.Physically they look very similiar.Some even look like they could be twins.Thats where the similarities end.There are defiantly eight very distict personalities from each cat.
                  First off theres Momma Kitty.She started this entire mess.She is the elder cat.And the mother,grandmother and great-grandmother to all the rest.She's a beautiful calico cat with an auro of power.She is layed back,but takes no crap from the youngsters.If she thinks they need to be cleaned by God she will hold them down with one giant paw and clean.If they dare to try to get away she uses two paws tell she feels thier clean.Yes she acts like everyones mother and the other cats respect her.She is also what I call a grateful cat.After years in the outside woods,in the cold,fighting to live and to eat she is loyal and protective of "her" family.
                 Next there is Clepa and Penelope.I speak of them together because physically thses two could be twins.Heck even I have to see thier eyes to be sure whos who.They are both heavy,black and white cats with an identical walk.Thats where it ends.Clepa is a bit older,came from living outside in the winter monthes under a train car with two litters of kittens.One being hers and the other being abandoned when the mother died.She cared for both those litters like they were all her own.She is extremly motherly,purrs most the time and could lay in  a persons arms all day just like a baby.Penelope is a different story.She is what I call my counter cat.She won't get off the counter if you drag her.And forget holding her.She growls under her breath and wants nothing to do with being held.The only time she'll move from the counter and have anything to do with you is when you turn the kitchen faucet on so she can drink water from it.
               Then there are the three sisters,Bashful,Baby and Rhonda.All sisters all different.First Bashful.She hid under my couch for over a week after we rescued her wouldn't even come out to eat.She's a very pretty cat,calico like her mother Momma Kitty.She will hiss at anything she doesn't like but if it comes back at her she runs and hides.She likes to act like shes tough as nails but truthfully shes a big scardy cat.Baby is darker colored with the "M" mark for Maine Coon on her head.She's a very smart cat.My daughter has actually been able to teach her tricks similiar to the ones a dog would do.Shes very loyal,playful and dare I say the smartest cat in the house.And then theres Rhonda.She was actually the first kitten we rescued and brought home.She looks a lot like Baby her sister with the same "M" on her head.She is the most layed back,sweetest,kindest cat I think I've ever known.She purrs constantly.Nothing upsets her.I honestly think that cat wouldn't have the heart to hurt another living thing even in defense of her own life.
              Now we are down to Lady and Peanut.Lady has long, white and almost blackish hair.She is the  most mysterious one of the bunch.She's absolutley terrified of everything and everybody.She actually has to live in our downstairs  because she so afraid of all the other cats and us.You can't hold her,pick her up or even look at her very long.But before you feel to sorry for her our downstairs has carpet,heat,windows is a completly liveable space.Our eldest daughter actually does live down there with Lady.On rare occasion she sleeps in bed with her,but for the most part shes a loner even though shes not really alone.And last but certainly not least theres Peanut.She is a tiny cat with more long wirey hair than actually body wieght and big eyes.Now this is a cat with spunk.What she lacks in size she more than makes up for in courage and inner strengh.Shes also a major snuggler.Every night I say,"Peanut mommy's going to bed come on" and every night like clock work here she comes.Ready to nead on my nightgown rub her face aganist mine and find her snuggly spot on the bed for the night.
              Many times  these furry family members have brought me  to the edge of insanity.More than once I have knocked one off the counter,tripped on more than one in the dark of night and many times cussed under my breath at the cost of yet another vet bill or food bill!Not to mention the cost of living with so many different personalities under one roof.But the loyality of being there when you feel the world is aganist you,laying next to you're sick child all night guarding them for you while you catch sleep or licking what they percieve to be a wound on your husbands head.When they do all these things it makes me think humans could learn a lot from theses cats on how to treat other human beings on this earth.And I love my family both furry and not.

Annotated Bibiliography


PA Kenney W., Kenney."Kansas City Adoption Law FAQ" -website- 10/17/12
This website answers a wide variety of questions concerning all types of adoption including foreign adoptions.Gives examples of recent cases of adoption in Missouri.


From Wikipedia.The free encyclopedia- website- 10/17/12
This site gives much history information from the middle ages to contemporary times.Speaks of many forms of adoption,from family to family adoption to nieghbors to more times of "formal" adoptions.


Adopting.org."Adoption Network Law Center"-website- 10/16/12
This website deals more with the emotional issues that come from the adoption process.It deals with emotions from all sides but does have a lean towards the birthparent.It includes support group sites.
   

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Contrast Outro

                              There have been a lot of moments these furry beings have driven me to the brick of insanity.I have shoved more than  one off my kitchen counters while trying to cook,cussed under my breath as I yet again trip over one of them in the dark of night  and grumbeled under my breath  about how much the vet will cost this time.Just as I think I may very well  strangle a cat I look over to see one laying watch over my very sick daughter,another licking my husbands injured head and yet another coming to lay with me when I'm sad.Truth is as much much havioc as these creatures may cause they also create loyality and unconditional love 365 days a year that most humans could learn from.

Graf #18 Isearch progress

                                    My research has not gone as easily so far as I planned.The web sites I try aren't helpful.There more for finding people than about laws.My birthdaughter is going through a ,"I'm 20 and better than you" phase so interviewing her or her parents is out right now.Kids!I defiantly think it will take shape of more technical things and have a personal "flare" rather than the other way around.I'm, looking for other places to look for information at the moment.Overall information finding is harder than I thought.So basically I'm still looking for the right places for information.I would like to let it flow like a timeline "through the years" kinda of feel.I need to keep looking.

Contrast Intro #2 Re-write

                               You could say my house has gone to the felines.Eight of them to be exact.Yes I realize its nuts,no need to tell me.I love them all to pieces.They are all related in one way or another,some looking very similiar.Get them all together and you would see how the similaters are only skin(andfur) deep.Some are layed back counter cats, others are scardy cats,some will eat anything,others look at you as if that foods not good enough.Yes they are all very different and still all are very much loved.

Contrast Intro #1 re-write

                                    According to to the town and the state my husband and I own our house.If you ask our eight cats they would disagree.How does anyone end up with so many cats you ask?One word "suckers."We have fallen in love with each and every one of them for very different reasons.First there's Momma,she startted this whole mess bringing her litter to our steps.Then theres Baby who nearly made me hang myself sitting on the top of the curtains crying for two weeks.Bashful who hid under my couch for over a week.Then theres sweet Rhonda that cat couldn't do anything more than purr even if you were trying to kill her.Clepa who spent her entire first night in our home cleaning herself,I think in hopes she looked pretty enough to not have to go back under the train cars.Lady who after a year and half still won't socialize with anyone.Penelope who wouldn't move from under your feet if the house was on fire.Finnally theres Peanut the smallest of all of em but with more mustard then the whole pack.We love them all for thier different ways.

Re-write on Cause essay

                          I have looked down these streets for many years now.Trash blowing down the six lanes of rush hour traffic  that never ends,the people screaming out the windows at one another and the police flying by in yet another high speed chase.The air is heavy with smog and car pollution the haze of which is masked by the 110 degree heat.The crowed bus stop people sweating and cursing waiting for the next public air conditioned bus to come and save them from their misfortune.I wait on that sidewalk,waiting to save myself from this view,the one I have grown to dispise.
                          I have longed to leave this for so long I tell my mother.I can see her hands tighten on the car steering wheel as she drives me to the airport."I know you want to....." I can see the sadness in her eyes.I hate so much to see her in pain but I must continue to explain my reasoning."Mom you know I love you more than anyone but I have to go.I have to leave.The city,the high crime,the memories around every corner there killing my spirit.I can't stay mom.I have to try." My mother looks at me with tears and says,"Memories are in your mind you know?They will still be there." I look at her for a moment knowing she's right in part."Yes mom thats true but they won't be staring me in the face." "Besides", I continue,"I can't possibly take another summer,the noise and the crime rate has sky rocketed." My mother sighs."You can always come home if you change your mind."So off I went.With tears in both our eyes and me on the verge of vomiting I boarded the plane and said goodbye to my old life and hello to the unknown.
                        We have landed.Landed in my new world.As I step off the plane I am freezing,holy crap its only 60 degrees!And where are all the people?Are they even sure this is an airport?As I walk through this tiny "airport", (as they tell me it is)I think well you wanted away from the city and far as I see Bangor,Maine is a suburb,you didn't want crowds none here and the heat well thats disappeared to.As far as crime seems to me theres not enough people for crime here from what I see.I get my bags gathered and walk outside.I take a deep breath.Wow no smog!Is that a bird I hear?Time to call my friend for a ride.As I look around I'm thinking this could go either way.
                        As I ride along with my friend to her home"up north",as she calls it I am amazed by the landscape.Trees,bushes and blue sky for miles.No rushing traffic,unless you count the two logging trucks whizzing by,no screaming people,no sirens,no smog and by now I'm wearing a sweater.It makes me smile for all the reasons I came there are known here.All of which I wanted away is long away,1,960 miles to be exact.I smile to myself perhaps this is just what this city girl born and raised needs.
                        Shoveling,plowing,wood stoves,oil heat and plow trucks.I hate them all.These are the things I didn't think of in my "reasoning."I have recieved all I was looking for in moving to Maine.Its quiet,calm,cool most the time,the air is clean and the crime is low.But I miss my mother and my family.The winter has proven to be hard for me and not what I bargained for.I had never shoveled in my life,never heard of oil heat or seen a wood stove.As I cried to my mother on the phone she said exactly what she said when I left,"You can always come home."Maybe its my stubborn nature but instantly that dried my tears.I knew there had to be another reason to stay here.One that would make shoveling,plowing and wood stoves worth it.
                     
               
                          

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Cause Essay #3 Re-write Intro

                            As I stood on the cold sidewalk in Bangor,Maine thousands of miles from all I'd ever known I thought of some of the reasons that had brought me here.I remmebered being so sick of the city back home,wanting to escape the past and leave it behind and missing my dear,oldest friend in the whole world so bad that I felt for all of this I had to come here.Now standing here I wondered was I niave and to young to realize what was really important.And was this move just a huge mistake?

Cause Intro #2 Re-write

                        The time had come for me to fly.I felt the need to spread my wings and find a knew nest.At the time I left for this new land of Maine I felt so many solid reasons but as I stood waiting in the cold for a cab I  wondered if I ever really had good reasons at all.

New Cause Intro Re-write

                                   As I stood in the dark ,cold air on this foriegn sidewalk thousands of miles from the only life I'd ever known I thought of all the reasons that had brought me to the state of Maine.There seemed so many at the time I moved.Now standing here in the cold alone I had to think of them again.To warm me up as I froze in this unknown cold land.

Contrast Intro #2

                           At first glance most people would look at two cats with same color same walk and not see much differance.This could easily be the case with two of my cats Clepa and Penelope.They are from the same cat family,are both black and white and thier walk is very much the same waddle.Although they seem very similiar at first look they are actually very unique cats with their own since of style.

Contrast Intro #1

                  Two cats.Both black and white.They are from the same family.One is named Clepa and the other is Penelope.At first glance a stranger wouldn't know the difference between the two.Clepa is Penelopes mother.A mother and daughter cat duo.

Classification Essay

                    Many of my years have been spent getting up early to walk through the same hospital double doors.After all this time it still makes me smile to myself every morning I arrive and every evening when I leave.There is a certain internal satisfaction to knowing I have truely helped someone during a bad time.I have learned a lot about people over the years and one thing I can say for certain is there are three types of  people that come in the hospital for help,The Complainer,The Smiler and The Deciever
                   First there is The Complainer.This is the person you hear from the ambulance.They have been screaming and complaining from the moment they were picked up.They are busy blaming everyone around them about the fact that the ambulance took so long right down to the fact that God has made it rain and what am I going to do about that fact?This is the person I am busy trying to figure out what I or the hospital in general can actually do for them."What happened,what hurts now?"They answer my question almost like an after thought , quickly getting back to thier other complaints that have nothing to do with thier visit and nothing I can fix.These are the people that in the moment I must remind myself that I really love my job and care about this stranger before me.These are also the people that at the end of the day I shake my head and hope thier okay.
                Next there is The Smiler.Yes I said Smiler.These are the poor sad creatures that no matter what thier issue thay look in your eyes and say,"I'm fine dear."These are the people I feel most sorry for.Not so much because they have arrived to us injured or sick but because they don't seem to have the inner mustard to stand up for themselves.Even when thier life truely depends on thier answer they will shake thier heads,say no and tell me they have no serious medical issues.These are the people that are guessing games.Wiether they are vomiting blood or have a gapping wound even when there may be a death involved they will smile through tears and say all is all right.These are the people that at the end of my day I'm almost in tears wondering if they are truely alright,wishing they had only said something for themselves and for me.
              Finnally there is the worst of all The Deciever.I truely start out liking this one the most and end up hating them right to pieces.This is the one that chit chats with me about everything in thier lives laughing and joking with me over old stories and telling me how great thier experience has been.They never complain and always seem happy with me.When they leave I wish them well and they say things like,"You've been so wonderful thank you so much for everything."I smile thinking wow they were really nice hope they do well.Then bam a week or so later here comes the truth.A letter written not only to the boss but to the CEO.How awful thier care was from the Dietary Department to the nursing care.All the chit chat and joking all the no all is fine was nothing more than a rouse.They really hated me and thought their care was awful.That person is the worst.Why in Gods name did you not speak up when someone could have helped with those issues?Now nothing will come from it and the fact that you complained about all departments in the hospital gives you very little credibility.Because truthfully once you complain about everything we see little we could have done to help you to begin with.
           So I say keep a few things in mind the next time you find yourself in the unfortunate positoin of being a patient in a hospital.We are all in this profession because we care we really do want to help you.We are not judging why or how you ended up in our hospital.There are things we can not fix.We did not push you down your stairs,we didn't let your grandkid borrow the wood chipper and we didn't give you high cholestrol.We will be kind,patient and understanding.We are not mind readers.So, if there are issues we can help with polietly speak up.But remember there are some issues that are not ours to fix.We are medical proffesionals and we are also human beings with feelings.Being rude,yelling or acting like nothings wrong will not fix why you are here in the first place.
              

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Outro for Classification Essay

                        Keep a few things in mind the next time you have the misfortune of being a patient in a hospital.We are in this profession because we care we really do want to help you.We are not judging why or how you came to be in our hospital.There are things we cannot fix.We did not push you down the stairs that broke your ankle,we did not break your wood chipper so it would be faulty and hurt you and did not give you high cholestrol.We will be kind,patient and understanding.We are not mind readers.So if there's an issue polietly speak up.If we can fix it we will.Some issues are simply out of our hands.We are medical proffesionals but we are also; human beings with feelings.Being rude and yelling at us will not  fix  why you have found yourself in the hospital to begin with.

Classification Intro # 2

                             For all of you out there who work day in and day out to take care of people at thier worst times this is for you.First there's the patient you can hear from the ambulance screaming about the shirt the paramedics cut off to save him from being killed by a wood chipper.That's when you think to yourself,self, remember you're compassionate and you care.Then there's the seventy year old man that's having a massive heart attack,vomiting blood,sweating and saying,"I'm okay."And finnally ther's the worst of them all.The one you ask over and over,"Is there anything more we can do for you?" "Would you like anything else?"And thier response is always the same."Oh no dear the care has been wonderful top notch.Thank you so much."Be aware of this one.This one in little more than a week is going to write the most awful letter straight to the CEO filled with complaints they never had while in your care and flat out lies about how you spoke to them.They will have complaints all the way from food service to pain management.

Classification Essay Intro # 1

                          Many types of people walk into a hospital on any given day.There are those that you hear fromthe emergancy parking lot complaining about everything from the ride,to the wait to the pure fact that its raining outside.There are those that you know are in horrible agony but yet wouldn't complain even though thier life does depend on it.And then there's the worst kind in my opion.They smile,tell you everything is great, top notch care and then bam one week after discharge the've written a completly rotten letter directly to the CEO filled with nothing but complaints.

Graff 16 Reaction to classification samples

                              I loved these!They were real,down to earth, to the point and made me laugh!I really liked the one the lady wrote about the different types of male sports fanatics.It was so very true and funny oh my goodness.Truth is sometimes so much funnier than something made up.I think because people can relate to it.I really look forward to writing my own in the future assignments.I have a personally perfect topic for me I believe.And I hope mine people can find real and and humerous.

Meta Graph on Cause essay #15

                        I was sitting in front of my computer wondering how in the hell this isn't going to sound like a story!I have written many stories over the years some with awards attached.But a "cause essay" what does that mean exactly?I mean I get that it tells why and all but isn't that what what a story is?It tells us what,why,how and so on?So I sit writing old school on paper first easier for me to think,then I pace.Huh I think Good Heavens I hope this is right.So, I write what I believe to be a good decent cause essay.I feel disappointed somehow I think I have missed some meaning of the assignment.And "good" and "decent" aren't really what I'm looking for.I sppose my teacher will let me know.He'll tell me what isn't right or if it is.So I'll hold my breath and hope its not all wrong!

Cause Essay

                  As I stood in the cold night air, on streets  I'd never known, I could not help but remember this all started with a bet.One hundred dollars,very small bet for such a long move.At twenty-five I felt I was ready.I knew why I was here,but, still wondered why I would stay.
                 Still pondering my  question I got into the yellow cab that had finnally shown up for me.I slide in rattled off the  address and off we went down dark unfamiliar roads.After fifteen minutes or so the driver stopped.He said something which I could not understand,as I had not understood a word anyone had said since hitting the state of Maine from Missouri.I noticed this was not my new apartment in Bangor,Maine.This looked more like a club with a long line of people standing outside waiting to get in.I thought a moment and decided to pay the driver and get out anyway.
                 I stood in the line with voices I could not understand shivering in the cold.If September is always this cold,I thought, I'll never make it here.As I finnally got through the club doors I saw hoards of people,lights flashing and heard plenty of loud music.I went to the bar and pointed to a beer , no one here could understand me any better than I could them.I stood looking around when suddenly someone caught my eye.He was leaning against a wall with a small group of people leaning close to hear one of them speak.Something told me I had to met him.After all I could always go home and never see this person again so whats the worst that could happen?
                 I mustarded up the courage walked right up asked him to dance,of which he did not understand me, nor I him.I grabbed his hand and he followed.We danced and when the song was over he said something to me of which I smiled and nodded.I couldn't understand a word he was saying.Until he said,"I'll just call you sweetheart."He must have been trying to ask me my name before.Still I understood sweetheart and had never heard it sound like that!
                We talked and talked for hours.He spoke slowly and I asked him to repeat a lot of things but it was a great conversation known the less.At the beginning of the night I knew  why I was in Maine and at the end of the night I kew why I was gonna stay.
              Its been thirteen years now and I'm still here and the first person I ever understood here is the same one I'm still with all these years later.And I still love the way he says sweetheart.