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The Smart Response For The Literary Analysis Task           CHOICE 1:            Mark Twain has an inimitable style. He uses comedy in his works, but they are often undermined by a darkness and depth of seriousness which gives the reader mixed feelings about what they are reading. Twain has several distinct stylistic traits. One of them is his excellent and frequent use of dialect. I have noticed that in most of his stories, he gives his characters a dialect based on where the story is taking place, or where they are from. Twain puts a lot of funny observations and humorous elements in his writing. From what I have picked up, Roughing It  seems to be a travel log, and a semi-autobiographical book, with a humorous depiction of his experiences traveling west. It contains adventure, intermingled with quotes showcasing Twain's observations and wit. When Twain describes the west, it makes the reader feel as if he has pers...

Working With Nature           A few years ago, I went to a summer camp that was held in Alfred E. Zampella Elementary School. That summer was one of the best ones of my life. There were many activities we could partake in, and I ended up deciding on Arts and Crafts. One day, the volunteers of the camp took us to the nearest park, also known as Pershing Field. The volunteers told us to collect objects on our way there. We each were given a plastic bag, and I decided to fill mine up with sticks, twigs, bark, and leaves. When we arrived, the volunteers put out materials like glue, and paint, and told us to make anything we wanted, out of the things we collected. They also let us walk around the park to collect more items. I decided to make a miniature log cabin out of my materials. First, I planned out what it would look like on a blank piece of paper. I decided to make the length of each side four inches. Then I looked at my materials, and decided which p...

#NEVERAGAIN All around the United States, there has been gun violence in our schools and communities, and we are therefore, marching for our lives, and for our safety. I believe that our lives need to be prioritized, and that we should stop these mass shootings once and for all. Why do I think that there are so many more mass shootings than there used to be? First of all, I believe the most important reason is because of the changes  that have occurred in our government. Recently, billionaire Donald Trump has taken the position of President of the United States. I think that his workers, as well as the government and most of America, are still getting used to these changes. And I believe, that because the government may be in a tiny bit of disarray, attackers are using these opportunities, and taking advantage of this time. But I believe, that as soon as the government can get back into shape and organize themselves, they will immediately take...

Doorways     I stared up at the giant house, that was painted a dull, gray color, the paint slowly peeling off of the walls. The trees were completely stripped of leaves, and stood limp, and bare outside of our house. The next house was approximately fifteen to twenty yards away, and had the same dull look to it. I went around the back of the house, and discovered kilometers after kilometers of flat, grass covered land that eventually led into a forest. Overall, it looked creepy. I couldn’t wait to explore. “Emily? Do you mind opening the door for me dear?” my mom yelled over her shoulder, while struggling with a bunch of boxes, my dad, heaving up the suitcases. I sprinted to the large double doors, and placed the key in the lock. There was a small click, and the door seemed to open by itself. I looked at the door peculiarly, and then decided to ignore it. I inspected the interior of the house. It wasn’t that bad, better than the outside, and brighter. The walls are colore...

The Legend of Sleepy Hollow (continued from a villager’s point of view) It was said that Ichabod had not returned to the school for two days. At first, I didn’t believe what everybody was gossiping about, but now I have no doubt about what happened. They all keep saying it was just a coincidence that he was not coming to the school, that he was probably just sick, and he would be back in a few days. But you tell me. If he was sick, wouldn’t we have heard from him? Wouldn’t Ichabod have given us some notice, that he wouldn’t be able to come to teach the children? I know everybody is saying it’s a coincidence. But I also know what they all are thinking, what they believe in their hearts. The day that Ichabod was said to disappear, I was mowing my lawn, and I had seen him exiting the school, galloping away, on his old, grey horse, Gunpowder. I saw him entering the woods, but he hesitated for a few seconds before going in. He shouldn’t h...

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening BY  ROBERT FROST Whose woods these are I think I know.    His house is in the village though;    He will not see me stopping here    To watch his woods fill up with snow.    My little horse must think it queer    To stop without a farmhouse near    Between the woods and frozen lake    The darkest evening of the year.    He gives his harness bells a shake    To ask if there is some mistake.   The only other sound’s the sweep    Of easy wind and downy flake.    The woods are lovely, dark and deep,    But I have promises to keep,    And miles to go before I sleep,    And miles to go before I sleep. Picture: Video: