Thirumalai,+S.

Thirumalai

Dear Bob, What is it with all this unfair segregation? Why do caucasian Americans treat African Americans (who are, as evidenced by their name, ALSO American) like dirt? Why is it that when colored men look at white women, they are usually beaten (or sometimes killed), but white men can go so far as to rape colored women, and get off quite easily in comparison? Well, if you are as outraged as I am, then you should be even more incensed when you hear about the murder of Emmett Till. He was a colored boy from up north in Chicago, and he was visiting Mississippi for the summer. He knew nothing about the way of life in the south for colored folks. Apparently, he whistled at the white, female owner of a store (just WHISTLED, mind you), and her brother or brother-in-law literally hunted down the boy and killed him. The killer was pleaded with to go easy on the boy because he was from up north and didn't know any better, but the vile murderer paid no heed. Emmett Till's body was found in a river, weighted down with 75 pounds of cotton, mangled, and with a bullet hole through his head. When I heard about this, I was infuriated! The boy, who was only 14 years of age, had to pay for his ignorance with a horribly violent death. I bet you that if it was a colored man who had killed a white boy for whistling at a colored woman, harsher penalties would have been imposed. The colored man would most probably have been sentenced to death! Heck, if a colored man would have killed a white man for ANYTHING, he would have been sentenced to death! I know slavery is over and outlawed, but America really isn't the land in which "all men are created equal" as was outlined in the Declaration of Independence. There is still segregation, discrimination, and racism, and while those still exist, no one in their right mind could argue that all men are treated as if they were created equal in America. Wow Bob, the muder of Emmett Till made me realize all of this, and that many of the rules we here in the south abide by are nothing but crap! WHY should a black male get off the sidewalk if a white woman is coming in the other direction? WHY do colored folks have to surrender their seat on the bus to white people? Are they any better? NO. If all are truly created equal, then none of this would be happening. I think I'm going to move to Chicago. It's not perfect in the north, but it's a lot better than in the south. Wish me luck with the move! Your friend

It was very well thought out and thoroughly explained your points with supporting details related to your opinions. Great Job!!~Meghann

This was a well written letter approaching the issues while still keeping the personal tone of a letter. -Andy Wolfers

The emotions were very clear and pronounced, and your view on the entire affair really shined through. Though, I sort of wonder what the result would be should this letter was read by someone other than the recipient...Great job overall! -Diana

I can really sense the anger in your letter and the opinions are clear throughout the whole letter. I also like how you referred to documents of the historical times such as the Declaration of Independence. Good Job. ~annak

EXCUSE I always do my homework. The end. Oh, wait… I couldn’t. I definitely would have, because I always do my homework. But I was incapable of completing it. Oh, I understood the material perfectly, mind you…it was just that I was physically incapable. I can assure you that my dog did NOT eat my homework. He’s too well trained for those juvenile misdemeanors. What did happen? Well, I’ll begin my story at about 2:40 PM. Why yes, that is the time school lets out. I was walking down the hallway, thinking about my homework, because I always do it, of course, and I left school and got on the bus. When I got home, I found a note on the doorstep. Now, usually I don’t read those notes, but I felt compelled to this time. I picked it up and…it was blank. Cursing the people who litter and pollute the earth, I went inside, but something seemed wrong. It looked like my house…but when I looked out the window I saw water! Then things started to flicker like they were holograms, and there was a big zap and the illusion was gone. I found I was in this futuristic ship of sorts. It was all shiny and…neat. Ugh. I was looking around when I heard a noise. I turned around and saw a person. It was an extremely ugly person; so ugly that I couldn’t tell whether it was male or female. But I knew it was a human. So no, I was NOT abducted by aliens. More like I walked into a time machine. But anyways, back to the story. I was staring at the person, and it said something in Spanish. Since I take French, I stared back like an idiot. Then the person said something in Italian, German, Chinese (or Japanese or something), and…I think Latin. Then it said something in French. “Parlez-vous francais?” (Do you speak French?) Since I don’t speak much French because I’m only in French 2, I said, “Un peu, mais je parle anglais.” (A bit, but I speak English.) So then, in English, it clearly said, “it seems you have gotten lost. I will gladly help you return.” By this time, it was around 5 PM or so, and I knew my parents would be home soon, so I gladly accepted the person’s help. We chatted a bit on the way home, and I found out that it was from 2999, and the humans from that time were traveling back in time until they found what they were looking for (that part wasn’t very clear). I also found out that the creature was a female. I was dropped off at home, and graciously thanked her. Then I left my homework out on my desk and went to take a shower. When I came back, I found my homework in shreds, and my dog…

Hm. I guess my dog did eat my homework then…OH look the bell rang…bye!

Are humans inherently good or evil? I believe humans are neither good nor evil. No one is perfect, and so therefore there is a bit of evil in everyone, but humans have the ability to be good. Not everyone utilizes that, however, but a good number of people do. Humans perform many acts of kindness every day, but it always seems as if the bad acts are magnified more. For example, who hasn’t heard of the person who found a large sum of money (or a valuable item) on the ground, and returned it to a very grateful owner? I find it strange that these acts are rarely publicized, but the idiotic notions of drunk celebrities are on the news so often. I feel as if the media is a negative influence; by attempting to help the public feel better about themselves, they actually portray the human race as evil, juvenille, and stupid. There are so many good people in the world, and even in the most evil of all souls, there is always at least a little bit of good. Whether the good shows through or not in an individual's personality is up to the choices s/he makes. So humans do have the choice to be good, but it all depends whether they will make that choice or not...

What does Max de Winter think about when me morphs into a blank stare? (creative writing) __Narrator's Point of View__ __And so there I was, prattling on about something or the other with my dear Maxim, when Fritz came in with Beatrice and Giles. Maxim seemed annoyed, but we got up at once to welcome them. As Beatrice and I talked about Manderley, and the next fancy ball and such, I looked over at Maxim. Giles was rambling on about how his new suit did not fit him, but just as he said the derssmaker's name (which was Rebecca), Maxim's expression morphed into a blank stare. //'There can only be one thing he's thinking about,'// I thought. //'Obviously, it's his beautiful, dead, beloved first wife.'// I tried to keep my face straight and talk to Beatrice some more, but she caught my expression and changed the subject.__ //Maxim's Thoughts Hm. Is that naive child actually expecting me to listen to her incessant rambling? It's a beautiful day outside. One that can only be ruined by-oh, what's this? It seems as though we have visitors. Oh, just wonderful, it's Beatrice. Like I was thinking, this beautiful day can only be ruined by an imposing sister who invites herself over. Ah, I suppose we must welcome them. Oh, of course. The girls go off to their own little corner. Don't they ever consider that I may want to chat with my sister as well? Now I'm stuck with this repulsive oaf, Giles. He's a very unintelligent man. I do wish a hole would just open in the ground and swallow him. If Manderley is as rich and beautiful as it seems, it would have trap doors into the dungeon for instances like this. Hmm...why is this idiot blaming his dressmaker for a dress that he gained too much weight for? What's the girl's name? Rebecca? I knew a girl named Rebecca once. I think. Oh, was that the girl who was always hung about here? The girl I accompanied to those fancy parties here? I never liked her much. Well anyways, in reference to those fancy parties, I quite like not having any here at Manderley. I prefer being informal than being dressed up in a ridiculous costume. Never did understand the point of those. I think I'll take a look to see how the girls are doing. Why, what's this? What is that look on my wife's face? It looks somewhat like she's constipated. And of course, Beatrice has her overprotective elder sister look, which means that either Giles or I have done something to hurt Mrs. de Winter's feelings. Silly little girl. I love the smells of Manderley. Makes me wish I could just live alone all by myself, but of course I have to deal with family and tourists... Ah, just another day...//