Death is like a door, it can be the ending or the beginning. If you have some thought of an after life, then the door labeled death is unlocked and you only have the choice to open it. And yet if you believe this is the only life you get the door would be locked or never even seen. Putting it this way death is simply an open and closed door, that is religiously. Either you die and move on or you die and that's it.
Death as an emotional thing is a lot more to handle though and much harder to simplify than the religious aspect. The emotions that come with death are varied and never the same. There's the rage, depression, and nothingness that can only be put in some vague category that never fully describes a persons feelings. No words can describe how one feels after a death, words can only compare and barely breach the surface or only describe one specific set of feeling.
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An English portfolio by Kristin Monteith.
Table of Links of Contents
Academic Put Together - This is the academic resume that was mainly written in class. It goes over the various qualifications I have for a job or anything else that would require a resume and was written before SOLs of 2009.
Quoting - This essay was one of the first written in class. Was mainly written in the computer labs at the end of September. The whole essay is based on Nelson Mandela's quote "The greatest glory in living lies not in ever failing, but rising up every time you fall".
The Light of Hope Turning On - The essay is of one of my favorite books, Anthem by Ayn Rand. It was mainly written on our own, so mostly typed up on my home computer. It was writen during the begining of the school year, '08-'09. We began writing as soon as everyone had finished Anthem and was to address the many diffrent hopes featured in Anthem.
Thoughts of a Wanderer - This is the personal essay written based around the ideas of three other works: Death is..., Paradox Love, and Good Night. The insperation from Death Is... was of the world after this one and how the afterlife might be what we make it out to be. From Paradox Love I was inspired by things being two sided. Finally, from Good Night the thought of going anywhere I could.
Death Is... - This was written as a short response on death while reading The Death of Ivan Ilyich. Even though it was a short response it was interesting to write my thoughts of death out and being able to see them as written words.
Paradox Love - This was originally a small home work assignment where we could pick from some parodoxies or find one on our own. I chose to write about my currently most played song by The Academy Is... called Everything We Had. I was also somewhat inspired by a series I was reading that had been talking how there always seemed to be the good and the bad.
Good Night - This was written in class after fifteen minutes or so. We were to write about a place we whished to go back to. English being my first block and me being sick I naturally wanted to despeately go back to my nice warm bed. Being specific about details, though somewhat torturing, was a good way to have everything form infront of me increasing my skills of describing in my own writing.
To Clear A Mountain - This was the post-test writing prompt, the prompt being to describe a goal. Thinking of nothing truely interesting to tell and recently be thriving to describe I descided to write of cleaning my desk, I task I have yet to complete. While being able to write over this a few times I found it good to be able to describe a chaotic mountain while adding some of my own sarcasam.
Blink - My reaction to the whole portfolio writng is easy to describe, one word has tooken care of it already. Of course written at the end of my journey I use this as a time to reflect, mainly because that was the asignment.
Quoting - This essay was one of the first written in class. Was mainly written in the computer labs at the end of September. The whole essay is based on Nelson Mandela's quote "The greatest glory in living lies not in ever failing, but rising up every time you fall".
The Light of Hope Turning On - The essay is of one of my favorite books, Anthem by Ayn Rand. It was mainly written on our own, so mostly typed up on my home computer. It was writen during the begining of the school year, '08-'09. We began writing as soon as everyone had finished Anthem and was to address the many diffrent hopes featured in Anthem.
Thoughts of a Wanderer - This is the personal essay written based around the ideas of three other works: Death is..., Paradox Love, and Good Night. The insperation from Death Is... was of the world after this one and how the afterlife might be what we make it out to be. From Paradox Love I was inspired by things being two sided. Finally, from Good Night the thought of going anywhere I could.
Death Is... - This was written as a short response on death while reading The Death of Ivan Ilyich. Even though it was a short response it was interesting to write my thoughts of death out and being able to see them as written words.
Paradox Love - This was originally a small home work assignment where we could pick from some parodoxies or find one on our own. I chose to write about my currently most played song by The Academy Is... called Everything We Had. I was also somewhat inspired by a series I was reading that had been talking how there always seemed to be the good and the bad.
Good Night - This was written in class after fifteen minutes or so. We were to write about a place we whished to go back to. English being my first block and me being sick I naturally wanted to despeately go back to my nice warm bed. Being specific about details, though somewhat torturing, was a good way to have everything form infront of me increasing my skills of describing in my own writing.
To Clear A Mountain - This was the post-test writing prompt, the prompt being to describe a goal. Thinking of nothing truely interesting to tell and recently be thriving to describe I descided to write of cleaning my desk, I task I have yet to complete. While being able to write over this a few times I found it good to be able to describe a chaotic mountain while adding some of my own sarcasam.
Blink - My reaction to the whole portfolio writng is easy to describe, one word has tooken care of it already. Of course written at the end of my journey I use this as a time to reflect, mainly because that was the asignment.
The Sounds of my Thoughts
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