Research Papers

I am the type of person who doesn't really care to do research papers, but then again who really enjoys doing reseach? Well, I guess if you get to pick a topic of your interest then it is okay. I enjoy researching things that I am interested in. How many people really like to research something that you couldn't care less about? I personally do not feel that there is any way to make something more interesting, if you have not the slighest bit of interest in it from the begining. I like researching things in history, psychology, maybe even science. I am not crazy about researching things in literature. I have never really had any interest in literature before.

Finding Nemo

A movie that I can think back and see the "moral of the story" clearly is Finding Nemo. This movie is a favorite of my two youngest brothers, who are 2 and 3 1/2. It's quite funny actually because if you ask the 3 1/2 year old why Nemo got taken away, he will tell you it was because he didn't listen to his daddy. How cute right? He can actually recite the whole movie, it is quite ridiculous. Anyways. This movie starts off with two fish who are in love and about to have a child/ren. The mother is killed and all of the eggs are gone, but one. The father fish is only left one thing in his life that really matters, and that ends up being his Nemo. Nemos dad loves his son endlessly, and is very protective over him, mainly beacuse he is all he has left, and doens't want tragedy to strike again. Nemo finally gets to go to school when Marlin lets loose a little, but once he finds out where the field trip is, he freaks out and goes to get Nemo. Nemo, wanted to show his dad that he wasn't to young to be in school and that he was brave by touching the boat that his father warned him not to touch. Nemo ended up getting captured by a scuba diver and put in his fish tank. Marlin tried to catch up to Nemo and never gave up trying to find him. Nemo ws trying to get back to his father also. After many attempts Nemo gets out and Marlin gets in, but they were both so determined that they were still not reconnected. They do find one another and return back home, both having a new outlook on one another. Nemo is allowed to go back to school and Marlin backs off and is so protective.

I feel that the moral of the story here is that parents can only do so much for their children. They at some point have to let go, and let their kids/teens make their own choices, and just hope that they raised them with the best morals and values of their ability. However, no matter what choice your kid/teen makes in their lives, that love is always there, and you will always be there to help them get back on track.

2nd peer review.

Okay so I am suppose to be honest on this thing right? Well to be completely honest peer editing has not helped me one bit. I have not received any feed back by any group members, nor have I had the opportunity to do a peer edit. I have had friends of mine, relatives, coworkers, or who ever else is around edit my papers. This kind of sound a little harsh, I am not trying to be rude at all. Only honest! Have a nice night everyone! :)

W.H. Auden Rewritten

Let us believe if we can
The decietful man
Though we trust none
But the honest one.

Character Conflict

I feel that Mrs. X deals with internal conflict day in and day out with herself. She seems to think that she is not as good as others, but then turns around and acts as if she is the best thing that ever happened in the world. She seems to have very poor self esteem. Ms. Y on the other hand seems to be the type of person to avoid conflict. She seems to be the "stronger" one of the two women. She let Mrs. X go on and on trying to out her down and just kept her mouth shut. Mrs. X even accused Ms. Y of having an affair with her husband, and still she just remained silent. It takes way more effort to stay silent in any situation than to run our mouth.

Literary Anecdode

About eight years ago I was in a pretty bad car accident. Everyone in the car had gotten pretty badly banged up, me being the worst. My best friend and I were visiting our boyfriends who lived about a half hour away. Since we didn’t get to see one another during the week we made sure we went out to see them or they would come see us on the weekend. It was pretty typical Friday night, we were at a party at one of their friends houses, and just having a good time. It was getting pretty late and our parents wanted us home, so my grandma came to pick us up and take us home.
We were driving down a four lane high way, the same high way we take every weekend to get to and from their houses, the only thing different is they had now begun construction. It was late, dark, and pretty chilly evening in January. The roads were pretty deserted, not many cars were seen along this highway. There were huge mountains of gravel on the one side of us, and a lot of blinking cones in the middle of the road. Driving cautiously we were headed to take my friend Arielle to her mom’s house, which happened to be only five minutes from where we had just gotten picked up.
All of the sudden you could hear two horns going back and fourth beeping, possibly at one another, coming up behind us, quickly. One car was behind us and the other in the right lane. The car in the right lane past very quickly, still honking. The car that was behind us moved over still honking, Next thing I saw was headlights coming at my door. The driver must have lost control of her vechicle, and spun out. Our van was hit on the passenger side, and pushed into the oncoming traffic lane. At first impact my head hit the side window, which shattered, I’m assuming due to the force of the impact. The van spun, was almost hit by a SUV coming at us, and was somehow pushed up this mountain of gravel, and started tipping, but for some reason fell back down.
After we were hit things seemed to be moving in slow motion. I remember looking around hoping everyone was going to be okay, I was holding on to my armrest for dear life, it felt as if we were on tilt a whirl and not able to control the spinning. When the car finally fell back to the ground we knew it was going to be okay. I grandma looked at each of us and asked if we were okay. Luckily everyone was fine, except Arielle was not sitting on the floor. My grandma got out of the car to go see if the driver was okay.
Something was wrong with me though, for some reason I couldn’t see out of my right eye. I looked back at my friend and she screamed, “Oh my god Amanda, you look really ugly!” I touched my face, and it there was a huge bump. I paniced as pulled the visor down to look in the mirror. No lights in the car, we had lost all of our power. I wanted my grandma to look at my face, and to tell me everything was going to be okay. I climbed over the seat to the drivers side door to get out, but since we were on a hill and I was still shaken up, I fell out of the car, and scratched myself up.
The driver of the other car was fine and her car was too. She let us sit in her warm car while waiting for the ambulance to come. I was in and out of consciouness now and this woman kept trying to ask me questions just to keep me talking as she was stashing things under her seat and trying to dispose of the opened bottle of vodka. The ambulance finally arrived, put a neck brace on my neck, oxygen on my mouth, and put me on the stretcher.I was really scared in the ambulance all alone. My grandma was talking to the police and seeing if they would give her a ride home. When she finally got into the ambulance and it was time to leave I was pretty awake. I remembered I didn’t have my make up and pager and refused to let the ambulance leave with out them. My grandma went and found my things and we rushed to the hospital. No real damage done, my eye was swollen shut for a few days, the bruising to my face lasted a few months, I was at the chiropractor everyday for nearly a year.


In this anecdode I just added more details about what happened that night. I took out the end about having surgery two years later.

Personal Anecdode

There need be more punishment for drunk drivers! I was in a car accident quite a few years ago, and it was horrible and horrifying. We were driving down a four lane highway and two cars were racing. The first car past, but the second spun out of control and hit the passanger side door where I was sitting. My head hit the front windshield and then bounced to the side window and broke it. Our car spun into on coming traffic and up a gravel hill where they were doing construction. The car began to tip, but for some reason or another fell back down to all four wheels on the rocks. I had to climb out the driver door once I finally came to, and fell to the ground once I finally crawled out. For we were hit by a drunk driver. As we waited for the ambulance the drunken woman let me sit in her car (ours had no power), as she was fumbling about trying to stash things under her car seats. In and out of consciousness this lady was trying to talk to me, as I was wheeled away on a strethcer. For the next few months I could do nothing, and was even kept out of school. Two years later I had emergency surgery due to this accident and nearly lost my eye sight completely in my right eye. What happened to this druken woman who was racing down the highway you ask? Yes, she did have to pay many fines, but because she refused a breathalizer she pretty much walked away with just a slap on her wrist. I'm finally over it now, but this woman took months away from my lifestyle, and then more months after my surgery.