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- 781: Creative Writing - World War I: Letter Home
- ... action is the highest of any of the action we perform. The ground in no-man's land is more like glue than treacle, because it is churned up so often by the shells that rain down on it. You are supposed to advance calmly as a line, but the line breaks up quickly, as men fall from machine gun fire, or drop behind because they cannot move through the thick ...
- 782: Creative Writing: Sir. Baldric and The Evil Threshmit
- Creative Writing: Sir. Baldric and The Evil Threshmit It was a frigid night at Rockland Palace. The wind blew hard, and howled out of the night, as the rain beat down on Sir. Morgan as he stood outside the castle walls. He had just returned with the news from King Crenshaw. Suddenly from the dark of the night came Threshmite, the great enemy of ...
- 783: Creative Story: If At First You Don't Succeed
- ... sighed. It had been one of the most tiresome and busy months of his life. Everyone wanted artificial grass. It was a fad among the calves. The adults enjoyed it too. Orders poured in like rain during a monsson, and his new company, Arto-Grass was thriving. But Sam was not happy. He had thought the bushals of grain would be enough to satisfy him, but he didn't want to ...
- 784: Creative Writing: The Meadow
- ... of mildew. Perhaps, the most pleasant scent associated with the meadow was that of an approaching storm. I often found solace in the rhythmic noise of the raindrops, and the wonderful smell of life giving rain. It was as if the smells of the meadow were tangible objects seen, felt, and touched. A chill came over me as crisp breeze whisked over the meadow. The sun had passed behind the snow ...
- 785: Personal Writing: The Burnside Project
- ... a deepness rivaling black. The darkness overhead drones with the sound of a thousand automobile tires humming on the top of the bridge. Though designed for another purpose, it serves well as protection from the rain and weather. The sun and light, as well as the wind, come from the sides. The wind blows softly this morn, yet it nips at exposed skin. I know I will soon appreciate its soothing ...
- 786: Personal Writing: Nothing Can Bring You Peace But Yourself
- ... I stopped being myself and my life started going to hell. It happened maybe two or three years ago. The day is very clear in my memory. The weather was cold and nasty. The monotonous rain made everything outside look gray. I was at home, waiting for my girlfriend to arrive. I was sitting on the couch drinking hot tea and feeling warm and cozy. My dog was there too, I ...
- 787: Unchained Heritage - Creative Essay
- ... Heritage - Creative Essay The Elder sat alone on a slab of granite outside a carelessly- erected tent on a Native reserve near Beardmore in northern Ontario, just east of Lake Nipigon. The previous night's rain was already drying off the ground, leaving only scattered mud patches in it's wake. Soon the early summer sun would turn these into crusty bits of dirt, only to be muddied the next rainfall ...
- 788: Spy Games - Creative Essay
- ... I've already said I'd go with Dan Scoff. I hope you'll understand." "Sure" I replied. Inside my heart dove to the bottom of my stomach and began to be burned by its acid. Shot down again. Ah well, that's life. Jen helped me put the targets away and I bid her good-bye. Looking at my watch, I noted the time was close to 4pm. I decided ...
- 789: Killer Instinct
- ... ago. He extended a large paw and shook each person's hand solemnly. "Jus' call me Black Billy," he said, the infectious, innocent grinencompassing the entire group, like a warming beam of sunlight after a rain-storm. It was hard not to like him. Before too long, someone who knew someone who had a friend, had arranged a job for Billy, in the Marina at the foot of Liverpool Rd. A ...
- 790: Generic Letter on the Reduction of Forests in Canada
- ... In the December 28, 1987 issue of the Globe & Mail, an article, People In B.C. Logging Town Fear Riches Running Out stated that in British Columbia, MacMillan Bloedel Ltd. destroys twenty square kilometers of rain forest every year in the Queen Charlotte Islands, and sells it for a hundred million dollars. This logging company employs a third of the island's work force of 1,500 people. This is just ...
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