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Edgar Allan Poe’s 1842 short story The Oval Portrait presents a story within a story. The narrator has been hurt. He and his servant find shelter in an abandoned mansion for the night. The narrator is resting in one of the bedrooms which is filled with paintings. One of the…
The snowman opened his eyes. The air around him was crisp and cold. He watched the reddish sun sink behind the hill. The moon rose in its place. WOOF. WOOF. WOOF. The snowman looked down. “Hello, there. Who are you?” WOOF. “I live here. I saw the children build you…
“Son, don’t forget it’s your responsibility to take out the garbage,” Dmitri’s father said. Dmitri was busy staring at his new watch, a gift from his grandfather. It was the nicest thing he had ever owned. “I will in a minute.” Dmitri had given this answer several times already, but…
A city is a place where many people live. Did you know that some animals are city dwellers, too? Let’s look at a few that live in parks. Trees make leafy homes for birds. Some birds build their nests high up in trees. This helps keep the birds and their…
Edgar Allan Poe wrote Annabel Lee in 1849. Many scholars believe this sad poem refers to the death of his wife, Virginia, in 1847 at the age of 24. —————————————— It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom…
This newspaper article from the Boston Daily Advertiser, March 24, 1896 tells of the first modern Olympic Games which were held in Athens, Greece on April 6, 1896. ——————————- THE OLYMPIC GAMES The departure of eight American athletes for the Olympic games is a notable event in American Athletics.…
How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, Rivers and trees and…
Jennifer thought and thought. How could she get even with Sara for the trick Sara played on her last year? I know, she thought. I’ll tell Sara that Mark likes her. I know she has a crush on him. The next morning Jennifer met Sara on the way to school.…
The children raced away from the witch’s candy cottage, hand in hand. Gretel had fought back against the evil crone and rescued her trapped brother who had been fed and fattened up for the witch’s feast. As the cottage smoked and burned behind him, the sickly-sweet smell of burnt cake…
Callie inhaled deeply and stepped out onto the promontory, committing the compact campus to memory. Gothic structures nestled against modern modular buildings, creating a visual time line of the university’s history in stone and cement. Callie tried to imagine herself taking classes in ornately embellished classrooms and making new friends…
