In my book, "The Secret Garden" there is an outbreak of a disease called cholera. This disease killed many people, including her parents, and left her all by herself. She, however, wasn't terribly affected by this plague, because she was already used to always being alone. She one day was in her bedroom laying down on her bed when she heard a mam and a woman in her house. After talking to them and introducing herself, she found out that they were there to tell her that she was going to go to stay with her uncle, Archibald Cravens, in England.
“The Secret Garden” starts off in a small town and focuses on the story of a girl named Mary and her family. Mary was neglected as a child, and her mom didn’t give her much attention. In fact, Mary was bullied a lot as well. For example, she was called “Miss Mary quite contrary” by and friends and her classmates. Even her teachers said that she was so plain and boring compared to her mother who was such a beautiful woman. Mary became quiet and very vulnerable after these experiences, and she still is. Her mother even made her feel bad about herself and about who she is growing up into.
We were assigned to take phtos of gardens and someone working in the garden. I really enjoyed playing wth different angles of plants and different times of day.
We were assigned to take phtos of gardens and someone working in the garden. I really enjoyed playing wth different angles of plants and different times of day.
A dark presence suddenly you see a polar bear Later it becomes pale then ever so slowly the sun comes out Are you in Antarctica? No, you’re at the garden across from school At first so loud then so calm and serene Transformers is my favorite movie, but this was a change in nature The same flower over time turning different colors and distinct fragrances Just like I grew up from cub to tiger
Up and spreading out an everlasting fight Should I try to escape or just expand myself? How much can I take before there’s nothing left? I have eternal life. Source that will always end. Sentencing that may always pend. Lost into the scenery. I see what you see in me. You see what I’ll never know. Lost but I will always grow.
Purple flowers Blooming every hour Sad that it's not ours Purple flower, why are you so sad? Shouldn't you be glad? In this beautiful garden you are in Making new friends everyday Rise up purple flower And have a happy day
Is it a flower or life on a stem ? What can it be I ask myslef. Walking around the garden, glancing at everything Yet the one thing that catches my eye is that Mystery Flower, I call pink flower.
A pretty red flower Blooming in the sun The leaves are curved up Not only one flower, but three A family of red flowers A daddy, a mommy, and a little child They are so happy being in this garden
Beautiful and Small, Like a butterfly with a heart behind it, Bright and full of color, Purple light and dark, Yellow like the Sun, And white like the clouds above.
Tulips A yellow flower that watches us From underneath us It watches us From every angle From every distance It looks up on us Confused as it watches us Confused as the humans destroy Destroy their poor home With our weapons of mass murder The gods way of watching us Through these yellow Angelic and innocent Tulips
Wood. Piles of wood. Tree bark. Stumps. Hard wood. Soft wood. Clumped together like a pack of friends. The Blasians is what I think of. Take that wood. Chop that wood. Mmmmm, "I wish a wood chuck would! Shoooooot..." Nature. Nature Valley bars.... mmm. Cardboard no, delicious? Yes....
Bamboo with green wheat on top, thin and straight like a broom, but yet the age shown are the green brush strokes, and closer yet notches are more visible, from kids or a strong grip no one knows, and the handle instead is yellow right before it is driven under
In a distant are these deep red flowers, while I get close, I notice more of it's details. It looks as if it is not fully bloomed, like maybe half bloomed. In my opinion these are really pretty, the deep red so majestic. Red like the reddest apple you've ever seen, a bright luminous red.
