.... with a higher belt. That's when I discovered a sport that I started to love. On the day of my first test to move up to yellow belt, it was very easy for me. I felt like I was a brick wall, and that no one my size could defeat me. I started to get better and my teacher was training harder with me each day we had class. He told me if I worked at the rate he was teaching me, I'd be able to compete in the Olympics at the age of sixteen. My first chance to show my friends and family that I was good at karate was in the Lower East Side of Manhattan in a public school. I was so nervous about this tournament I felt sick. Well it was my time to shine, and s .....

.... The door was made of wood, and looked like it could fall apart any minute. I tried to turn the door knob, but it fell off as soon as I touched it. The knob rolled down the steps and kept on rolling down the driveway, and stopped by the fence. That didn't make John feel any better at all. He looked like he had seen a ghost. I took a deep breath, and pushed the door. It wouldn't budge an inch. « Help me out», I said, but John kept chewing his nails. God knows why, there was nothing to be scared of. Or was it? I took a step backwards, and then kicked the door. It slowly slid open, and I went inside. «Wow! What a huge mansion we've got here!» John took a peek in .....

.... said sumpthin like "Take me to your leader." I told `em "I don't know much about takin' you to my leader but they're fixin to meet their maker if they didn't get on out of here. Then they made the ugliest fact at me and started talkin Japanese back and forth at each other. All of a sudden I heard Bessie again, but when I looked over, they zapped that poor ol' cow up to their hunk of metal spacecraft. I told `em they better put her back or I was gonna call the UFO sightings hotline on them like I did on all of their friends. I said " I know about all of your tests you run on them poor animals like Bessie cause I've been watchin' the X-Files on my big 10 inch .....

.... it would last. I was off to pick up my friend Jack and two other girls. This was to be a very memorable Friday night. After picking up my pal Jack and the girls we embarked on a night on the town. And I, wanting to show off my recently fashioned driving skills, was being a little "reckless". There were no other cars around and I wanted to have some fun and impress those girls in the back seat. I was pulling hand-brake turns, pretending that I was in a Formula one racing car, screeching the tires and driving on the wrong side of the road. I was taking hairpin turns thirty kilometers over the speed limit. "I'm in England!" Jack would yell as he poked his head .....

.... and present, leading and supporting, even dead and alive, the writer must keep track of a character's experiences and their personality. They must also keep track of continuity, making sure they don't contradict past events. This last rule is only loosely followed sometimes. All in all, a long, ongoing story can be like a soap opera. My favorite example of this is "The Summers Family," Which goes a little something like this: There are two brothers, Scott and Alex Summers, who were orphaned as children when they were pushed from a plane being attacked by an advanced alien race. Their mother died but their father went on to become a space pirate. Later .....

.... two years, I felt cold sweats surging through my body. Although English is an academic obstacle for some, if they try hard they shall prevail. After passing out the syllabus, he introduced himself. His name was Timothy Johnson, a teacher from New York City. He went over the class syllabus by explaining how he expects everyone to participate in class discussions, but I did not care at the time. However he got my attention when he said, "My home phone is on the top left corner of the page. Please call me if you need to talk to me regarding class, that statement stunned me. Never before in my academic career had I had a teacher give out his or her home phone .....

.... I succeeded in endearing myself to her court by performing deeds impossible for the average. I also taught her daughter, my beautiful Isolt, the art of the lyre. I returned to Cornwall, and upon hearing my account of Isolt's charm, my king Mark resolved to make her his own. After convincing her family to allow her to wed the king, we set back on a ship for Cornwall. I remember the night on which we fell in love. Perhaps it was the wine, or perhaps I was merely intoxicated by her. Nonetheless, she amazingly felt the same drawing to me, and we were unable to contain our affections. We continued seeing one another in secret after the wedding; after al .....

.... It was this very spirit, this oneness, this friendliness which had seduced me and kept me coming back each time. Everyone I came across was so warm and no sooner had I realized, that indeed, I was missing out . Through my daily visits, I was soon convinced that this was truly the best hall and I longed to be part of that family. I can even remember developing the attitude that I was already a Milnerite, a misconception I was forced to reconsider(1) after requesting a hall jacket and being turned down and(2) by the hall name that I was recently given. Tonight I want to thank all involved for giving this VAGRANT a home in which to live and to plead for the oppor .....