My idiosyncratic Rostrum

Monday, October 23, 2006

Something from me english FCAT project.


I was asked to compare and contrast.

Well... this is what i did.


“I was Indian, she was Argentinean. I was the brown rot in an apple; she was the color of an almond seed. Her eyes were ever vibrant; she had never displayed a dampened moment with me. If I was good in English, trust me, she was even better.
With one sway of her hand, she carelessly but beautifully tossed her brown hair from one side to another, and it would obey as if it were silk with brains.
Then there was my hair… a brown rugged bush that was supposed to be black; I put it in a bun in dread of displaying to my peers. But she didn’t care… her eyes went past a person’s outer body; it peered into the depths of their character.
I was like a long stick, my bones protruding out in my hands and legs. She was short, with no stick-like legs and hands, She had a characteristic smile and hug that she would render to those near her, if they were lucky enough. Me? I would flinch each time someone bent down to kiss me on my cheek (for I was not accustomed to this), even it were my close friend.
But still, we were friends. Stephania Ferro and I were like black and white, but we managed to produce a beautiful shade of gray.”

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