bumble bee

In every town there is a hero. This is the story of the bumble bee kid. It is a quite day outside. Jonny, a seven year old boy from New York City, is on a casual stroll with his mother in City Park. Jonny and his mother are settling down to have a nice lunch. While eating he notices a bumble bee flying around his sandwich. He swats it but it become angry and attempts to sting Jonny. The bumble stings him right in the arm. The boy cries in pain as he see the bee fly away. Instantly the boys mother runs to his aid. The bee sting has turned very red and does not look too good.
Jonny and his mother decide to cut lunch short and return home. That night Jonny could not stop rolling around in his bed. He is having trouble sleeping and is having crazy dreams. He dreams that his English teacher is completely putting him down and calling his shirt stupid. The teacher calls his shirt stupid and makes fun of him in front of the class. He also dreams of books and of theme. Jonny wakes up in a sweat. He gets out of bed and sees his muscles have grown. He cannot believe his eyes. He also has a giant set of wings. He goes to his window and flies to school.
As he goes through school he notices he has super human powers. He has turned into a half bee half man hybrid. He is like spider man but a bee. As he’s walking down the hall he sees the meanest bully in school. He walks up to Jonny and starts to bully him. The Bully throws a punch at Jonny. Jonny dodges and throws a punch back. The bully flies back twenty feet. Jonny had just beat the toughest bully in school. He then realizes he has to use his powers for good and not evil. He runs home and starts to design a costume. He knows he has to protect this city. He suddenly realizes that this story is a rip off of spider man.
The End

Mario

Mario is not your average Italian. No, in fact he is so intense that giant turtles attack him. Why do they attack him? Well the story begins in American Lit. Mario is just your average 37 year old junior at Framingham High School. Not many people like him due to his extremely bad body odor. He smells so bad because he wears the same clothes every single day, and never shaves his mustache. His only friends are mushroom people and his brother Luigi. Luigi also wears the same clothes ever day and smells just as bad.
Mario arrives late to American Lit class because he is pretending to throw fire balls at people. The teacher tells him to take a seat and put some deodorant on. Mario takes his seat and is instantly attacked by thousands of house flies. The teacher starts instructing the class; Mario cannot concentrate to the lesson due to the flies. They are annoying him so much that he takes his copy of The Crucible, written by Arthur Miller, and starts hitting himself rapidly in the face. The whole class stares and takes a step back away from him. Mario sees that everyone has taken a step back and says, “What? It’s me Mario!” The class stares and starts shaking in their seats. The class continues on this way until the end of the class where the teacher assigns the homework. The homework is to study the vocabulary words which include tone, mood, and different forms of irony.
On his walk home he is suddenly attacked by a giant turtle with spikes coming out of its back. Mario instantly throws fire balls at him but nothing happens. The turtle laughs and says, “I’m the all powerful BOWSER! I’m here to destroy you Mario!”
“Yeah that’s great and all…but I kind of want to go home. I have a huge American lit test tomorrow on this vocabulary and I need to study,” says Mario.
Bowser says, “Why didn’t you say so? I’ll help you out! I majored in English in college!” Mario and Bowser study hard through the night. The next morning Bowser drives Mario to school and yells, “GOOD LUCK!” Mario has never been more ready for a test in his life. He walks into his American lit class and takes the test. He fails. Mario runs out of the school crying and runs to Bowser.
“Bowser I failed!” Mario cried.
“It’s ok Mario I have a surprise for you. I’m adopting you!” replied Bowser.
In sobs Mario cries, “I’ve never had a real father! I love you daddy!”
“I love you too son, come let’s go read the first act of The Crucible,” Said Bowser. What is the moral of this story? The moral is to wear deodorant, do not study with turtles that can talk, and always stay on top of your American lit homework. Mario and Bowser live happily ever after.
The End

The Puritans Are Not Simple

Puritans, like many others, immigrated to America for a better life. They immigrated to America in 1630. In England the Puritans were being persecuted by William Laud in the name of the Church of England. The Puritans left to get as far away from England and the Church as possible. Already the Puritans were on their way to achieving their American Dream. The Puritans believed that the world was a corrupt place that could be reformed. Reform is a cornerstone of what became the American Dream.

            The Puritans were a great people in respect to the morals they left behind. They always went for the things they wanted most even if it caused them grief. This is a perfect example of how the Puritans strive to achieve their American Dream. The Puritans wanted freedom. But they did not see freedom the same way average Americans do toady. Freedom, according to the Puritans, would turn a man evil. Their version of freedom was a willing surrender to God. They were now free to do exactly that. America opened up so many new opportunities to the Puritans. Such opportunities included equality for all Puritans. No Puritan was higher or lower than any other. The same could not be said when it came to outsiders who were not Puritan.

            What is it to be pure? The definitions of pure could go on forever. Yet, this is exactly how the Puritans thought of themselves. They believed that they were higher up than any other individual. As a result of this, people living in close proximity with the Puritans hated them.  They have been defined as arrogant, hypocrites and murderers. For this the Puritans deserve the reputation they get in history. The Puritans came to America to fulfill their dream, which they ultimately did, but left an everlasting impression in the soul of America.

Helping Out

The American Dream is one of the most desirable goals in American society. Yet, it is one of the hardest goals to define. Meanings of the American Dream vary from such things as owning a house, a car, a dog to having religious freedom and getting an education. But with so many different meanings of the American Dream how could one individual possibly comprehend which American Dream is for them? To figure out that question one must look inside themselves and figure out what is in their own best interest. My grandfather, Robert Berkowitz, did exactly that.

            Born into a middle class family in Brooklyn, New York, my grandfather would always strive to do the best he could. He grew up in a strict family where there was no room for games. Eventually my grandfather attended North Eastern University and worked his way through college. Soon after he graduated college he married my grandmother and they had four children. Around the same time he started his own computer company which was very successful. Money was no longer an issue for him and he could have anything he ever wanted.

            Although he had become more successful than he ever imagined something was wrong. This was not his American dream and my grandfather struggled with depression for a while. During his last years of life I very often had deep conversations with him. He taught me the secrets of success and in a way was my spiritual adviser. During our talks he would let out all his emotions out and I could see his true self. What I saw was excitement and happiness. It was not until now that I realized what my grandfathers American Dream was. It was to help others and simply have a straight forward conversation with them. He was quick to offer help to people in need and always helped them in the most enthusiastic way. Nothing gave him more joy then just being there for someone. His American Dream was to help others achieve theirs.  I believe that is a very noble American Dream and I strive to be like my grandfather.