Tuesday, October 1, 2019
On A Friday :: essays research papers
à à à à à On a Friday à à à à à à à à à à It was a cool sunny Friday morning, the air was crisp blended with a hint of winter. There was smell of warm fresh oatmeal, bacon, and scrambled eggs. The smell made its way into my room. Although it was early I still decided to get up and see what was brewing in the kitchen. à à à à à I got up out of bed and shuffled in my slippers to where the scent was originating. As I walked on over, I tripped over something, my hands broke my fall. I looked toward on what tripped me, then there it was, a giant armor-wearing, sword-bearing dolphin. I paused for one moment. Then the giant dolphin said, ââ¬Å" Now I have you!â⬠I paused for one more moment. à à à à à The warrior whale then said, ââ¬Å" My name is Derk the Dolphin! I have been sent by the conclave of the ocean to destroy you.â⬠à à à à à I then asked him ââ¬Å"why me?â⬠à à à à à He replied ââ¬Å" you have consumed two times the amount of fish than a normal human in the past week, and now I have been sent to cease your fish eating!â⬠à à à à à Shocked with Derkââ¬â¢s answer, I curiously asked myself, ââ¬Å" How much fish did I eat this week?â⬠I started to remember. Fish pieces at school, a filet-o-fish sandwich after school, trout almandine at home, and more. à à à à à At that point, I remembered the scent of warm oatmeal, bacon and eggs. I asked Derk what this had to do with the fish problem. He said. ââ¬Å" Using my knowledge about the human diet and psychology, I used the food as bait.â⬠à à à à à At the point that he mentioned the word ââ¬Å"bait,â⬠I started to snicker under my breath. Derk stared at me with a ââ¬Å"don't you dare laughâ⬠look. Then I thought back on the prepared morning meal, and I wondered how Derk made the food. I turned to the large porpoise, but as I was beginning to ask him, he cut me off sharply. He then insisted on reeling off a speech about his life. ââ¬Å"I have been on many missions, killed many fish consuming humans, blah bablah blah blah.....â⬠à à à à à At this point, I had lost interest in his gibberish, and had began to try to remember what had happened on wrestling last night. After a few minutes, Derk had realized that I had not being paying any attention to his speech; this made the giant dolphin very mad.
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