philanthropy

We walk this world
with the less fortunate
passing us by
Walking among the earth 
as if they are the ghosts 
of our ancestors from long ago
Our world is a place 
where people see those less fortunate
and drop what they are doing 
just to lend a helping hand
Kindness and Compassion 
is what gives us all hope
We are joined as one by love
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    Our evenings are filled with horse back riding, wind blowing through our hair as we ride four-wheelers, and swimming on a hot steamy summer days. This is the wonderful,beautiful, pleasurable town of Bethesda, Arkansas.

    In the morning, I wake up to the sun seeping through my windows and setting my bedroom on fire, reaching every corner of the room. As soon as I am up, I get dressed and begin my adventures of the day by starting with a trip to the little and only store of our town. As I begin walking along side the paved, asphalt road, a car drives by, honks, and the person inside waves, showing his neighborly kindness. I continue walking and the old man that owns the old, almost run down car shop on the right side of the road waves a happy good morning to me. The wind begins to whistle in my ears and make my hair seem as if it is an endless sea of waves; causing me to pull the knots out for the tenth time so far.

   I finally reach my destination; the store. The handle on the door feels as if it is an iceberg somewhere drifting  through the freezing waters of Antarctica. Once the door is open a warm, sweet smelling sensation comes over me. The warmth of the inside of the store greats me with open arms, pulling me against its sweet chest making me never want to leave. The smell of fresh, steaming coffee an the breath taking scent of the hot chocolate fills my lungs. Over on the counter I notice a batch of cookies inviting me in with their sneaky, alluring smiles. 

   As I leave this place and enter out into the blistering winds that freeze me straight o the bone, I smile, because I know that this is where I belong. A place where a small hello, or wave of the hand from a complete stranger means the world. A place where  I can find happiness wherever I turn. This place is my hometown of Bethesda, Arkansas, and I know for a fact I will never leave, because to me this is heaven on earth. 

advertisement essay

          Would you donate a big portion of your pay check to a foundation that says they are excepting donations so they can rescue abused farm animals? I know I wouldn’t! That is exactly what the Compassion organization is trying to convince you to do.

          This advertisement is just teeming with words provoking sorrowfulness. The compassion towards farm animals’ organization wants their viewers to feel melancholic to the image of the pig with the face of sadness.  They also want their viewers to think about other farm animals being treated terribly. So I do believe my top three tone words for this advertisement, that I’m sure everyone will agree on, are pitiful, sorrowful, and depressing.

           Persuasion is the main goal behind this advertisement. By using the image of the pig and the power of words in this ad are drawing in viewers, trying its best to get as many as possible, to donate money to the organization. In big, bold lettering the compassion organization states, “What noise does a piglet make when its teeth are cut off with pliers – without anesthetic?  Same as you! Stop cruelty, donate now.”  Their purpose is to prick the hearts of viewers in order to get money out of them.

          In conclusion, this advertisement is all in all about the Compassion of farm animal’s organization, trying to get money out of people, expressing that the farm animals are being treated wrongly. In the end do you really want to use that pay check to save farm animals that are being “abused”? 

"I am" poem

I am....spontaneous and outgoing.
I wonder....who I will marry one day.
I hear...the flowers growing.
I see....faries wondering through the forest.
I want....to own a horse ranch.
I am....spontaneous and outgoing.

I pretend....im alone in the world sometimes.
I feel....like i could fly to the moon and back.
I touch...my imagination.
I worry....about my pregnant mom at home alone.
I cry...when my father leaves for long periods of time.
I am....spontaneous and outgoing.

I understand....most things first time i hear them.
I say...alot of things.
I dream...of being in a vineyard in italy.
I try....to be as nice as possible.
I hope...one day i will figure out what i want to be.
I am.....spontaneous and outgoing.

-Courtney