Charlie Gordon's I Am PoemCharlie Gordon's I am PoemCharlie Gordon's I Am Poem by maryhadalittlelamb
I am a un-smart person wanting to be smart!
I wonder if I ever will be smart...
I hear the voices of peeple mocking me.
I see the world thru a key hole, but I want more.
I pretend... I dont pretend anything. Its lying.
I cry when I loose hope in getting smart.
I hope that I will be choosen for the operashun.
I need someone to understand me and treet me like everyone else.
I wish I was smart... wait, did I say that already?
I am a guy named Charlie Gordon
I am a genius who has once known what it was like to be mentally disabled.
I wonder why people still exclude me from things even after I have become a genius.
I hear the sounds of the lab; the machines, test animals, and other doctors.
I see myself as being superior to the ones who I once thought were smart.
I pretend to be the same Charlie Gordon but I seem to be changing in thoughts and personality.
I cry when I can't seem to understand other people's reaction towards my change.
I hope, I c
Flowers for Algernon...Flowers for Algernon is a science fiction novella written by Daniel Keyes. The story is about a thirty-seven year old, mentally challenged man, named Charlie Gordon, who is picked for an operation. The scientists increased his intelligence artificially, just like they had with a mouse named Algernon, but later, after Charlie's IQ had risen to over two hundred, Algernon falls unexpectedly ill and returns to his original state before the operation, then he dies. So Charlie dedicates his last few days to researching on what had gone wrong and if and when he will go through the same thing, and of course, Charlie finds that he will indeed return back to being dumb and has already noticed some changes in his personality. After the huge rise of Charlie's intelligence as well as a few romantic moments with Alice Kinnian (former teacher), Charlie's IQ takes a dramatic fall as he watches everything he's learned taken away from hFlowers for Algernon... by maryhadalittlelamb
The Witness StandThe Witness StandThe Witness Stand by diamondrubylove
Mayella Violet Ewell---!
Somehow fragile looking
walked to the witness stand
Did you scream?
I most positively did.
A steady-eyed cat with a twitchy tail.
Did you scream and fight back?
I won't try to scare you for a while, not yet.
She was looking at him furiously.
What's the matter with you?
I don't hafta take his sass, I ain't called upon to take it.
If anybody had ever called her ma'am, or Miss Mayella in her life
What on earth was her life like?
She was even lonelier than Boo Radley
Who are your friends?
Do you love your father?
How long has your mother been dead?
Has he ever beaten you?
Why don't you tell the truth, child
Face was a mixture of terror and fury
She burst into real tears.
White people wouldn't have anything to do with her because she lived among pigs
Tom Robinson was probably the only person who was ever decent to her
She looked at him as if he were dirt beneath her feet
Negroes wouldn't have anything to do with
My Future World Essay 8DEveryday, the world changes in some way. For better or for worse, it keeps changing, and has changed over hundreds of centuries. Even changes about the human lifestyle change daily: technology, transportation, fashion, economy, personal lifestyles, etc. These things change a great deal every decade, and will continue to change into the inevitable future. Everyone has their own opinion about what the future will be like, whether its based on personal opinion or from what they see in the media. My opinion, however, is based on absolutely nothing.My Future World Essay 8D by SpiritLeTitan
Hundreds of years ago, mankind lived side by side with the crab people, until they decided to drive the entire race underground. Ever since then, mankind has thrived on the earths crust, while the crab people, a small and weak race, dwelled below the ground of the humans domain, waiting eagerly for humans to die out, so they could rise to the surface once more. Fifty years from now, the crab people realize that the human race w
Chap.1, sec.2: A vampire storyChapter One, Section 2: A New Start (cont.)Chap.1, sec.2: A vampire story by diamondrubylove
As my parents drove through the unfamiliar streets, I stared out the window in silence, listening to my iPod...
'And when it rains...
On this side of town it touches, everything.
Just say it again and mean it.