The townspeople do not hang Jim because they discover that he is actually innocent of the crime he was accused of - killing Bob. They learn the truth and realize that Jim had acted with good intentions in trying to save Tom Sawyer's life. This leads to his exoneration and he is set free.
Abraham Flexners contributions to medical education was that he single handedly reformed and advanced medical school curriculums and teaching methods.
Herman Melville, the author of "Moby-Dick," was buried in Woodlawn Cemetery in The Bronx, New York. His grave is marked with a simple headstone that reads "Herman Melville 1819-1891."
Robert Frost was born on March 26, 1874, in San Francisco, California, to Isabelle Moodie and William Prescott Frost, Jr. Until the death of Robert's father, he lived in California till the age of eleven and later moved with his mother and sister to live with his paternal grandfather in Lawrence, Massachusetts. For the first years, frost learned his schooling under his mother isabelle, who was a who was a teacher, for roughly the first ten years of his life. Later, he applied for entrance into Lawrence High School, from which he graduated in 1892. In 1985, Frost married Elinor White, a former schoolmate; together they had six children. Frost went on to pursue a career in teaching and continued to publish his poems in magazines to support his family. His first poem was published in the New York Independent, titled: My Butterfly: An Elegy, which earned him $15 , at the time of attending college. Robert Frost died on January 29, 1963, and is buried in the Old Bennington Cemetery in Bennington, Vermont.
Theodor Seuss Geisel attended Central High School in Springfield, Massachusetts.
Gordon Korman earned a BFA in film and television production from New York University. He began writing novels as a teenager and published his first book at the age of 14.
Yes, Avi Wortis, also known as just Avi, has children. He has three daughters.
Helen Keller was 20 years old when she entered Radcliffe College in 1900.
Gordon Korman became an author because he loved writing stories as a child and had a passion for storytelling. He wrote his first book at the age of 12, which was published when he was just 14. This early success inspired him to pursue a career as a writer.
No, the NCERT Class 11 Physics book does not cover questions related to the law of triangles. This topic is generally studied in geometry or trigonometry rather than physics.
This is truly a matter of opinion. But one of his most recognized works is Moby Dick, which was published in 1851. When this was published, he did NOT become an instant success, but it is now considered one of the greatest literary works of all time. (I actually learned something in English class.) :) Hope this helps!!
"The Child's Story" by Charles Dickens is a short story that explores the stages of life through the perspective of a child. It delves into themes of innocence, experience, and the inevitability of growing up. The story emphasizes the importance of embracing the journey of life and the transitions that come with it.
The actual designation and title of those conferred the degree of a Masters are dependent on the academic nomenclature/convention systems of each country. In United States colleges and universities a Master of English is a liberal arts degree and conferees can list the degree usually as MA-English (or Master of Arts in English).
"The Pigman" is a novel by Paul Zindel. The main characters are John Conlan, Lorraine Jensen, and Mr. Pignati, also known as the Pigman. They form an unlikely friendship that brings them together, but ultimately leads to a tragic end.
The voice of a poem refers to the personality or perspective of the speaker that comes through in the words and tone of the poem. It encompasses the emotions, attitudes, and beliefs expressed by the speaker, shaping the reader's understanding and connection to the piece. The voice can be reflective, narrative, lyrical, or any combination thereof.
Yes, watching movies with subtitles can be a useful way to improve your English language skills. It can help you make connections between spoken and written words, improve your vocabulary, and enhance your listening comprehension. Just remember to actively engage with the content and not rely solely on subtitles to understand the dialogue.
A mind map or a flow chart can be a good graphic organizer for writing a song. You can use it to brainstorm ideas for lyrics, melody, and structure, allowing you to visually organize your thoughts before putting them into a cohesive song format.
You can find more public speaking texts in books, online resources, public speaking websites, TED Talks, speeches from famous speakers, and public speaking courses. Additionally, libraries often have a range of materials on public speaking that you can explore.
"Where the Dead Men Lie" by Barcroft Boake is a poem that reflects on the harsh and unforgiving Australian outback. It describes the loneliness and desolation of the landscape where the bodies of men who have died while attempting to tame the land now lie. The poem conveys a sense of foreboding and serves as a reminder of the dangers and sacrifices involved in colonial settlement.
A mentor is a more experienced, trusted advisor who provides guidance, support, and counsel to help a mentee develop personally or professionally. A coach, on the other hand, is a professional trained to help individuals set and achieve specific goals by providing structure, accountability, and feedback through a structured coaching process.
Vivid stories of courage and sacrifice, Every veteran's bravery we recognize, Remembering those who served with pride, A day to honor and never let history hide. Never forgetting the debt owed to those who fought.
A poem is any sort of writing that is not prose. Prose writing contains no metrical structure, and poetry almost always has some sort of meter or rhythm. There are many different types of poetry.
Examples of Imagery Poetry
***Pot of gold***
I'm flying higher and faster now
There's something I must find
I must hurry before I'm discovered
I've come close so many times
If only I could be clever enough
To smuggle the bounty to the other side
How many days I'd smile
***Toss and Turn***
I couldn't take my eyes of it, the way the sun reflected of the grass,
like a mysterious painting everything had its place.
The wind gently carried a mist across the field,
as it approached a hill it started to glow.
As I stood there watching, I thought heard something strange.
It was difficult to make out, but it sounded like crying.
I begin to walk through a dark forest and above the sound of strange birds.
Through the fog I see a stream, though not possible,
it appears to be hurt and a color of which I've never seen.
I reach a field where the corns short and brown.
I'm running now.
I finally see the shore.
The fish aren't moving, but floating aimlessly on the waves.
I want to wake up, to know it was a dream. I have to believe there's still time.
***Unicorn***
I watched her go into valley
Once I followed
I saw many enchantments
My promise not to reveal
I know why she smiles
It is the hidden beauty
Seen through faultless eyes
Examples of Lyric Poetry
***Peace***
If you listen really close, you can hear them
Like faint whispers they comfort you
On a breezy autumn day you're never alone
***Inevitable***
No one dared look up. The color of the rain brought us all to tears
We entered a new era, one which would have to be faced without our
Heart
Examples of Narrative Poetry
***Insomnia***
All he wanted now was to escape the silence
Knowingly embrace our deepest regret
To settle for mediocrity
How easy it is for us to justify
How sweet it must be not to be a coward
***Burden**
Walking so I don't sleep
Repelling the whispers of finality
Imprinting one's life
before memories become irrelevant
An artist's life is bitter sweet
***If Only***
I could taste the snow
Pulling over next to the slope
I remembered my red sled
My whole world played out going down a hill
Nothing more complicated then being a child
I want that again to be weightless
To count the minutes to wake
To bathe in youth and be protected
Examples of Haiku Poetry
***Mother earth***
The day is closing
Many lands I want to see
The Moon grants my quest
***Redemption***
Shivering and pale
Bared down to humility
I ask for purpose
Examples of Japanese Haiku Poetry
***Cycle***
Faint breath
Review of life
Good-by
***Irish Dream***
Wet hill
Lucky rainbow
Treasure
Example of Romantic Poetry
***Once upon a Love***
Flickers of happiness dance across the sky.
I watch as they grow ever so bright, then disappear.
Once, what seems so long ago, I was gallant enough to
believe I could capture one.
Eyes strained in darkness. Unveering, anxious.
The moment of consumption.
In all of my life, I've wondered if there could be such a love.
My weakness grows under the weight of time.
To touch her hair.
To hold her hand.
To share time.
I'd recant all measurable substance.
Remaining vigilant.
Remembering your world, even as my own closes in.
We are seeds, and will again grow anew.
Examples of Dark Poetry
***Lost***
I was not ready for the darkness
Drifting out towards a black sea
My calls for safety fall to deaf winds
The warmth of the familiar can no longer be felt
I ache for a beacon
The radiance I once knew
It is a cold and frightful world
May I wake and be loved
***Escape***
Racing without conscious
Resting only to savor a new life
Freedom has no compromise
*** A planet called Earth***
The more I looked into the painting
The more enthralled I became
Was there really place of such enchantment
Was it a dream and if it was
Can I sleep and never be woken
***Last Hope***
Waves of memories swarm my mind
The vividness of faces thought forgotten
Responsibility out-way fear
Purity of purpose
Facing the task resisting despair
Return to the restful waters
But first I must fight
Example of Dramatic Poetry in the form of a Rant
***Just Cows grazing in Corporate Fields***
One day you'll learn you're existence is based on the lie of manufactured desire
We've been conditioned to have contempt for non-perishable consumption
What if thrift stores became mega-stores
What if we bartered and shared what we want and no longer need
What if we made of foods from scratch
Bought food straight from the farmer and rancher
Cut our own hair produce alcohol for our cars
What if we formed our own banks
Exchange television for our home-grown entertainment
Printed our own money
Ran our companies by committees
Decide among ourselves who we shall have war
Would it last or would we again enslave ourselves
For me it doesn't matter It would be enough to see them squirm