Thursday, May 3, 2012

prince and the pauper

How Did Education play a role in the story of the prince and the pauper?
                I think that it was not just education it was also the technology of the time. They could not tell that it was the prince besides his looks. They had no source of I identification. If it were to day he would have a card or some other thing that is no counter-fit able way to identify him. So if the story would be today it would never be possible due to all the security that the royal family is under.  And the pauper could of never gotten near the prince.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012


I believe the narrator is insane. To take a guy to the vault and chain a wall then builds a wall around him.   To even plot up such an idea you have to be nuts. As far as I can tell he did nothing that substantial that it does not mention it in the story. So the narrator must have so up session with inflicting pain on people and causing them harm in the most insane and bazar way. Also to no so much about one man he had not just met him one time. He must have been observing him for a long time.   

Monday, March 19, 2012

20 years later


When I got up this morning it was afternoon the birds were chirping and it was a beautiful day outside. But when I went to get up nothing around me was familiar there were more houses than I remembered I was right along a main interstate which when I went to sleep it was an old dirt road that no one but me and a few of the neighbors new about and the cares that were on it had become incredibly fast and were moving what seemed like double to what my old Chevy truck could do. They all looked so round and barely had a corner on them.  Most of the driers had this square box they were holding to their head and seemed to be talking into them and holding a conversation with the box.

                Then I started down the side walk outside my house which was not the night before. As I went down the walk there were houses taller than anything I had ever seen before people were cousinly going in and out. There was a constant flow of people going in and out I went in just to take a quick look it was like the hotel that was down town but taller and with many more rooms. As I exited I took notice of all the people who had these small boxes they were all pushing buttons with a furry and stop for a little and would go at it again.

                No one as talking to each other just to the box and every one was in a hurry. I decided to walk down town to the old filling station to talk to the guys who are always there and ask them what happened. When I Came to the spot where the station used to be it was full of these new cars and every one would stop at a pump fill it themselves but before they could they would swipe a card and the pump would give them gas.

                The whole town has changed overnight and nothing I knew is the same.  Everything I knew has changed and aged. I wonder what happened I haven’t been put my finger on what is wrong but I’m goanna have to learn all the new and forget the old. The world changes so fast you can barely keep up.

               

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Sinners in the hands of a angery God


Today I went to the revival were Jonathan Edwards. He spoke a message entitled sinners in the hands of an anger god it was a touching how god has the power to enrich our lives and destroy our lives for his glory. God has the power to do what he pleases with us because he is our creator and maintainer. He told how he is holding us over the fire of hell and he has the power to drop us in at will.

I was challenged on how powerless I am in my own life and how little I can do to change my own fate. That I can’t do anything that is outside gods plan.

When I got to where the tent was it was the biggest tent I have ever seen. It looked like the entire town had shown to see this guy speak people came out like the carnival had come to town. There were people everywhere and every one was anxious of what was to come. They were telling their friends what they had heard about the Jonathan Edwards. It was amazing the variety of comments I heard. I heard he was the best speaker in all the Americas. I also heard he was the worst speaker they ever heard.

            After the service every one slowly exited the tent but the conversation was dominated by the service and what he had said. Many people were moved and some o was majorly offended. But all in all I would say it was a great evening at the rival.