.... along with a few of the older men. Wanting revenge, the tribe encircled the men and moved in. Soon, the white men were trapped, and they noticed. Sweating Moose-Balls stepped forward, and spoke to the first old man. "You are the one who killed my father." he said. "yes, and we want to apologize. Your mothers have taken over our houses, and we need you to take them back." the old man pleaded. Sweating Moose-Balls thought for a moment. He could see that the man was sincere; he was practically begging. But then, Sweating Moose-Balls got an idea. He started to smile. "No, we will not take them back. You are our prisoners now .....

.... I have showered and dressed, I venture into the kitchen to see if there is a quick breakfast that can be prepared between the time I put the kettle on until the time it boils. My mum will be up to her armpits with potato and carrot peelings and there will be various pans bubbling and hissing on the stove. A chicken, a leg of lamb, or roast beef will be roasting away in the oven. My mum will launch into an in depth, analytical conversation which my caffeine free brain finds hard to understand, so a quick turnaround on the breakfast making is essential, not just for my brain but for all the food that might be ruined if her c .....

.... now, I open the book to the first page and I can see what is in store for you today. Now, everyone in town can look to see what was in story for them on that day and that day only. Anyone who goes past the page with the same date as that day will not like their future. Death is usually what comes because these are the gods." After that, the old man guided him out of the woods so that he could show all the towns people the book. He told everyone the story the man had told him. "You may look to see what is going on in your life on that day and that day only, but never go past." All of the town people were excited by this .....

.... already understand the subject matter. The concept of homework is so ingrained into the minds of teachers that they do not see that it is even bad from their prospective. Assigning homework means that a teacher must waste valuable class time going over it when they could be lecturing and teaching the subject matter just as effectively. In the cases of larger homework assignments, teachers waste their valuable time grading it. Homework adds to an already inordinate amount of time spent on education of young America. The facts of the matter are that many people who are home-schooled spend from one to two hours on school work a da .....

.... The main building looked bright and cheery, like the sun. I trudged over to the main building trying not to look at anyone, the pavement looked really white. When I got to the main building I walked up to a Miss Kerby, sitting behind a desk and asked her if she could tell me where this building was. Instead I felt like I had just been arrested for murder. I was bombarded with about 5 questions all at once. I answered them all, and with a negative tone she told me ‘I cant help you, you need your mom to go sign these'. I felt shocked and a huge amount of anger mounting up inside me. I walked straight out of the building. .....

.... rubrics and do the rituals as prescribed. But something brought me to an abrupt halt in my copying frenzy. I had dutifully copied rituals from different sources, and suddenly realized they contained conflicting elements. I found myself comparing the two versions, wondering which one was "right", "correct", "authentic", "original", "older", etc. This gave rise to the more general questions about where a ritual came from in the first place. Who created it? Was it created by one person or many? Was it ever altered in transmission? If so, was it by accident or intent? Do we know? Is there ever any way to find out? How .....

.... preparing for the game. The room was small and poorly lit. The captain was taking us through all kinds of stretching exercises. Everyone else was quiet, their faces reflecting concentration on the game ahead. Suddenly the coach started to announce the starting eleven. My name was announced first. The silence was punctuated by applause. I was watching to see if anyone showed concern; I did not detect any. The applause continued for every member of the starting team. The room was getting hot; beads of sweat were on all our faces. The scent of Bengues Balsam permeated the air and added to the heat, burning the eyes. Game time wa .....

.... when I’m female – I’m Oo. Though I know that I’m the only phoenix on the earth, I still hope and pray that I will find my soul mate and live happily ever after. People who know legends about me say I’m the Bird of Paradise or the Bird of Sun. Well they might be right. I receive solar energy from the sun and advise from the Paradise. That is why my wings are surrounded by fire and my song is so adorable and angelic. If a human happens to hear me singing, that person will be happy for the rest of his life. It’s hard to make me angry because I’m very sweet. But there are moments when I can loose control. That is .....

.... in disbelief. "Yes, here. It's that important." "But Lyle--" "I'm an animal over here!" He hissed into the phone. "I can't tell you any more. I don't dare. Please, Niles, don't tell anyone what happens when you get here, or anything about this phone call. It means my life, Niles, and it could mean my death." I caught the nearest plane out to Africa. I was worried about my friend. If I had to go to Africa to hear it, I knew it had to be important. I stopped at his unreasonably small office in the city, but he wasn't there. This meant, unfortunately, that I had to drive fifty miles out of the city to his house. I was r .....

.... throttle the twin-turbine engines roar with authority. The bird takes flight disappearing into the night skies evanescently. The only sign that it exists is the trademark sonic boom as it passes the sound barrier. After approximately seven hours flight time and two in-flight re-fuelings, the Blackbird reaches its destination, Moscow, Russia. The thermal imaging camera, located in the bird's hull, depicts the radioactivity from nuclear silos as bright yellow and orange blobs on the terrain. The images show seas of yellow throughout Moscow. The city resembles a giant missile base up and operational. Captain Steward pulls .....