Lentils and Lilies
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Lentils and Lilies
A Summery
We find us selves in a suburban neighborhood of Miniver Road. Jade Beaumont is walking lightly down the sunny streets, soon feeling free as a bird because her graduation is in a few weeks. Actually she should be studying English poets from the Romantic period, but she is going to aninterview for a summer job.
Passing the peaceful houses, she thinks about how much a suburban purdah it really is.
While planning her life, she turns a corner, and runs into a man and a woman bending over a screaming child lying on the pavement. As she walks towards them, the man says that the matter probably would be better of with her, and storms of. Now she finds herself standing on the road with a very worried and utterly frustrated woman and a chubby, screaming child with a lentil up her nose.
Jade gets her inside, and before she can say ‘no’, she has a tweezer in her hand and being asked to get the lentil out of the child’s nose. She gives it a shot, but fails because the child is so uncooperative. The woman is pretty helpless; so Jade says that she call the doctor and ask him to come over. The woman then begins to complain about her hard life, now Jade has had enough and sprints off into the sunshine.
B Essay
The wish for something more. The picture of the ideal life, I think, has struck us all at one or another time. Especially when you are a teenager, you have your whole life in front of you. Always wishing for something more than you have, is for a lot of people a normal thing, aiming higher. Meaning something beyond what you were born with, in another word, something higher than your parents has given you.
In this novel we are introduced to a girl named Jade Beaumont. She must be around the age of 18, because she studies A-levels. The first thing I noticed was that Jade shied away from the abstractions in the works of Thomas Coleridge. She referred to his works as full of minefields and it was just streaming off into nothingness....
A Summery
We find us selves in a suburban neighborhood of Miniver Road. Jade Beaumont is walking lightly down the sunny streets, soon feeling free as a bird because her graduation is in a few weeks. Actually she should be studying English poets from the Romantic period, but she is going to aninterview for a summer job.
Passing the peaceful houses, she thinks about how much a suburban purdah it really is.
While planning her life, she turns a corner, and runs into a man and a woman bending over a screaming child lying on the pavement. As she walks towards them, the man says that the matter probably would be better of with her, and storms of. Now she finds herself standing on the road with a very worried and utterly frustrated woman and a chubby, screaming child with a lentil up her nose.
Jade gets her inside, and before she can say ‘no’, she has a tweezer in her hand and being asked to get the lentil out of the child’s nose. She gives it a shot, but fails because the child is so uncooperative. The woman is pretty helpless; so Jade says that she call the doctor and ask him to come over. The woman then begins to complain about her hard life, now Jade has had enough and sprints off into the sunshine.
B Essay
The wish for something more. The picture of the ideal life, I think, has struck us all at one or another time. Especially when you are a teenager, you have your whole life in front of you. Always wishing for something more than you have, is for a lot of people a normal thing, aiming higher. Meaning something beyond what you were born with, in another word, something higher than your parents has given you.
In this novel we are introduced to a girl named Jade Beaumont. She must be around the age of 18, because she studies A-levels. The first thing I noticed was that Jade shied away from the abstractions in the works of Thomas Coleridge. She referred to his works as full of minefields and it was just streaming off into nothingness....