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"The writer's job is to tell the truth," Ernest Hemingway once said. When he was having difficulty writing he reminded himself of this, as he explained in his memoirs, A Moveable Feast. "I would stand and look out over the roofs of Paris and think, 'Do not worry. You have always written before and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.' So finally I would write one true sentence, and then go on from there. It was easy then because there was always one true sentence that I knew or had seen or had heard someone say."

Hemingway's personal and artistic quests for truth were directly related. As Earl Rovit noted: "More often than not, Hemingway's fictions seem rooted in his journeys into himself much more clearly and obsessively than is usually the case with major fiction writers.... His writing was his way of approaching his identity—of discovering himself in the projected metaphors of his experience. He believed that if he could see himself clear and whole, his vision might be useful to others who also lived in this world."

The public's acquaintance with the personal life of Hemingway was perhaps greater than with any other modern novelist. He was well known as a sportsman and bon vivant and his escapades were covered in such popular magazines as Life and Esquire. Hemingway became a legendary figure, wrote John W. Aldridge, "a kind of twentieth-century Lord Byron; and like Byron, he had learned to play himself, his own best hero, with superb conviction. He was Hemingway of the rugged outdoor grin and the hairy chest posing beside a marlin he had just landed or a lion he had just shot; he was Tarzan Hemingway, crouching in the African bush with elephant gun at ready, Bwana Hemingway commanding his native bearers in terse Swahili; he was War Correspondent Hemingway writing a play in the Hotel Florida in Madrid while thirty Fascist shells crashed through the roof; later on he was Task Force Hemingway swathed in ammunition belts and defending his post singlehanded against fierce German attacks." Anthony Burgess declared: "Reconciling literature and action, he fulfilled for all writers, the sickroom dream of leaving the desk for the arena, and then returning to the desk. He wrote good and lived good, and both activities were the same. The pen handled with the accuracy of the rifle; sweat and dignity; bags of cojones."

Hemingway's search for truth and accuracy of expression is reflected in his terse, economical prose style, which is widely acknowledged to be his greatest contribution to literature. What Frederick J. Hoffman called Hemingway's "esthetic of simplicity" involves a "basic struggle for absolute accuracy in making words correspond to experience." For Hemingway, William Barrett commented, "style was a moral act, a desperate struggle for moral probity amid the confusions of the world and the slippery complexities of one's own nature. To set things down simple and right is to hold a standard of rightness against a deceiving world."

In a discussion of Hemingway's style, Sheldon Norman Grebstein listed these characteristics: "first, short and simple sentence constructions, with heavy use of parallelism, which convey the effect of control, terseness, and blunt honesty; second, purged diction which above all eschews the use of bookish, latinate, or abstract words and thus achieves the effect of being heard or spoken or transcribed from reality rather than appearing as a construct of the imagination (in brief, verisimilitude); and third, skillful use of repetition and a kind of verbal counterpoint, which operate either by pairing or juxtaposing opposites, or else by running the same word or phrase through a series of shifting meanings and inflections."

One of Hemingway's greatest virtues as a writer was his self-discipline. He described how he accomplished this in A Moveable Feast. "If I started to write elaborately, or like someone introducing or presenting something, I found that I could cut that scrollwork or ornament out and throw it away and start with the first true simple declarative sentence I had written.... I decided that I would write one story about each thing that I knew about. I was trying to do this all the time I was writing, and it was good and severe discipline." His early training in journalism as a reporter for the Kansas City Star and the Toronto Star is often mentioned as a factor in the development of his lean style. Later, as a foreign correspondent he learned the even more rigorously economic language of "cablese," in which each word must convey the meaning of several others. While Hemingway acknowledged his debt to journalism in Death in the Afternoon by commenting that "in writing for a newspaper you told what happened and with one trick and another, you communicated the emotion to any account of something that has happened on that day," he admitted that the hardest part of fiction writing, "the real thing," was contriving "the sequence of motion and fact which made the emotion and which would be valid in a year or ten years or, with luck and if you stated it purely enough, always."

Although Hemingway has named numerous writers as his literary influences, his contemporaries mentioned most often in this regard are Ring Lardner, Sherwood Anderson, Ezra Pound, and Gertrude Stein. Malcolm Cowley assessed the importance of Stein and Pound (who were both friends of Hemingway) to his literary development, while stressing that the educational relationship was mutual. "One thing he took partly from her [Stein] was a colloquial—in appearance—American style, full of repeated words, prepositional phrases, and present participles, the style in which he wrote his early published stories. One thing he took from Pound—in return for trying vainly to teach him to box—was the doctrine of the accurate image, which he applied in the 'chapters' printed between the stories that went into In Our Time; but Hemingway also learned from him to bluepencil most of his adjectives." Hemingway has commented that he learned how to write as much from painters as from other writers. Cezanne was one of his favorite painters and Wright Morris has compared Hemingway's stylistic method to that of Cezanne. "A Cezanne-like simplicity of scene is built up with the touches of a master, and the great effects are achieved with a sublime economy. At these moments style and substance are of one piece, each growing from the other, and one cannot imagine that life could exist except as described. We think only of what is there, and not, as in the less successful moments, of all of the elements of experience that are not."

While most critics have found Hemingway's prose exemplary (Jackson J. Benson claimed that he had "perhaps the best ear that has ever been brought to the creation of English prose"), Leslie A. Fiedler complained that Hemingway learned to write "through the eye rather than the ear. If his language is colloquial, it is written colloquial, for he was constitutionally incapable of hearing English as it was spoken around him. To a critic who once asked him why his characters all spoke alike, Hemingway answered, 'Because I never listen to anybody.'"

Hemingway's earlier novels and short stories were largely praised for their unique style. Paul Goodman, for example, was pleased with the "sweetness" of the writing in A Farewell to Arms. "When it [sweetness] appears, the short sentences coalesce and flow, and sing—sometimes melancholy, sometimes pastoral, sometimes personally embarrassed in an adult, not adolescent, way. In the dialogues, he pays loving attention to the spoken word. And the writing is meticulous; he is sweetly devoted to writing well. Most everything else is resigned, but here he makes an effort, and the effort produces lovely moments."

But in his later works, particularly Across the River and Into the Trees and the posthumously published Islands in the Stream, the Hemingway style degenerated into near self-parody. "In the best of early Hemingway it always seemed that if exactly the right words in exactly the right order were not chosen, something monstrous would occur, an unimaginably delicate internal warning system would be thrown out of adjustment, and some principle of personal and artistic integrity would be fatally compromised," John Aldridge wrote. "But by the time he came to write The Old Man and the Sea there seems to have been nothing at stake except the professional obligation to sound as much like Hemingway as possible. The man had disappeared behind the mannerism, the artist behind the artifice, and all that was left was a coldly flawless facade of words." Foster Hirsch found that Hemingway's "mawkish self-consciousness is especially evident in Islands in the Stream." Across the River and Into the Trees, according to Philip Rahv, "reads like a parody by the author of his own manner—a parody so biting that it virtually destroys the mixed social and literary legend of Hemingway." And Carlos Baker wrote: "In the lesser works of his final years ... nostalgia drove him to the point of exploiting his personal idiosyncrasies, as if he hoped to persuade readers to accept these in lieu of that powerful union of objective discernment and subjective response which he had once been able to achieve."

But Hemingway was never his own worst imitator. He was perhaps the most influential writer of his generation and scores of writers, particularly the hard-boiled writers of the thirties, attempted to adapt his tough, understated prose to their own works, usually without success. As Clinton S. Burhans, Jr., noted: "The famous and extraordinarily eloquent concreteness of Hemingway's style is inimitable precisely because it is not primarily stylistic: the how of Hemingway's style is the what of his characteristic vision."

It is this organicism, the skillful blend of style and substance, that made Hemingway's works so successful, despite the fact that many critics have complained that he lacked vision. Hemingway avoided intellectualism because he thought it shallow and pretentious. His unique vision demanded the expression of emotion through the description of action rather than of passive thought. In Death in the Afternoon, Hemingway explained, "I was trying to write then and I found the greatest difficulty, aside from knowing truly what you really felt, rather than what you were supposed to feel, was to put down what really happened in action; what the actual things were which produced the emotion you experienced."

Even morality, for Hemingway, was a consequence of action and emotion. He stated his moral code in Death in the Afternoon: "What is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after." Lady Brett Ashley, in The Sun Also Rises, voices this pragmatic morality after she has decided to leave a young bullfighter, believing the break to be in his best interests. She says: "You know it makes one feel rather good deciding not to be a bitch.... It's sort of what we have instead of God."

Hemingway's perception of the world as devoid of traditional values and truths and instead marked by disillusionment and moribund idealism, is a characteristically twentieth-century vision. World War I was a watershed for Hemingway and his generation. As an ambulance driver in the Italian infantry, Hemingway had been severely wounded. The war experience affected him profoundly, as he told Malcolm Cowley. "In the first war I was hurt very badly; in the body, mind, and spirit, and also morally." The heroes of his novels were similarly wounded. According to Max Westbrook they "awake to a world gone to hell. World War I has destroyed belief in the goodness of national governments. The depression has isolated man from his natural brotherhood. Institutions, concepts, and insidious groups of friends and ways of life are, when accurately seen, a tyranny, a sentimental or propagandistic rationalization."

Both of Hemingway's first two major novels, The Sun Also Rises and A Farewell to Arms, were "primarily descriptions of a society that had lost the possibility of belief. They were dominated by an atmosphere of Gothic ruin, boredom, sterility and decay," John Aldridge wrote. "Yet if they had been nothing more than descriptions, they would inevitably have been as empty of meaning as the thing they were describing." While Alan Lebowitz contended that because the theme of despair "is always an end in itself, the fiction merely its transcription,... it is a dead end," Aldridge believed that Hemingway managed to save the novels by salvaging the characters' values and transcribing them "into a kind of moral network that linked them together in a unified pattern of meaning."

In the search for meaning Hemingway's characters necessarily confront violence. Omnipresent violence is a fact of existence, according to Hemingway. Even in works such as The Sun Also Rises in which violence plays a minimal role, it is always present subliminally—"woven into the structure of life itself," William Barrett remarked. In other works violence is more obtrusive: the wars in A Farewell to Arms and For Whom the Bell Tolls, the hostility of nature which is particularly evident in the short stories, and the violent sports such as bullfighting and big game hunting that are portrayed in numerous works.

"Hemingway is the dramatist of the extreme situation. His overriding theme is honour, personal honour: by what shall a man live, by what shall a man die, in a world the essential condition of whose being is violence?" Walter Allen wrote. "These problems are posed rather than answered in his first book In Our Time, a collection of short stories in which almost all of Hemingway's later work is contained by implication."

The code by which Hemingway's heroes must live (Philip Young has termed them "code heroes") is contingent on the qualities of courage, self-control, and "grace under pressure." Irving Howe has described the typical Hemingway hero as a man "who is wounded but bears his wounds in silence, who is defeated but finds a remnant of dignity in an honest confrontation of defeat." Furthermore, the hero's great desire must be to "salvage from the collapse of social life a version of stoicism that can make suffering bearable; the hope that in direct physical sensation, the cold water of the creek in which one fishes or the purity of the wine made by Spanish peasants, there can be found an experience that can resist corruption."

Hemingway has been accused of exploiting and sensationalizing violence. However, Leo Gurko remarked that "the motive behind Hemingway's heroic figures is not glory, or fortune, or the righting of injustice, or the thirst for experience. They are inspired neither by vanity nor ambition nor a desire to better the world. They have no thoughts of reaching a state of higher grace or virtue. Instead, their behavior is a reaction to the moral emptiness of the universe, an emptiness that they feel compelled to fill by their own special efforts."

If life is an endurance contest and the hero's response to it is prescribed and codified, the violence itself is stylized. As William Barrett asserted: "It is always played, even in nature, perhaps above all in nature, according to some form. The violence erupts within the patterns of war or the patterns of the bullring." Clinton S. Burhans, Jr., is convinced that Hemingway's "fascination with bullfighting stems from his view of it as an art form, a ritual tragedy in which man confronts the creatural realities of violence, pain, suffering, and death by imposing on them an esthetic form which gives them order, significance, and beauty."

It is not necessary (or even possible) to understand the complex universe—it is enough for Hemingway's heroes to find solace in beauty and order. Santiago in The Old Man and the Sea cannot understand why he must kill the great fish he has come to love, Burhans noted. Hemingway described Santiago's confusion: "I do not understand these things, he thought. But it is good we do not try to kill the sun or the moon or the stars. It is enough to live on the sea and kill our brothers."

Despite Hemingway's pessimism, Ihab Hassan declared that it is "perverse to see only the emptiness of Hemingway's world. In its lucid spaces, a vision of archetypal unity reigns. Opposite forces obey a common destiny; enemies discover their deeper identity; the hunter and the hunted merge. The matador plunges his sword, and for an instant in eternity, man and beast are the same. This is the moment of truth, and it serves Hemingway as symbol of the unity which underlies both love and death. His fatalism, his tolerance of bloodshed, his stoical reserve before the malice of creation, betray a sacramental attitude that transcends any personal fate."

Death is not the ultimate fear: the Hemingway hero knows how to confront death. What he truly fears is nada (the Spanish word for nothing)-existence in a state of nonbeing. Hemingway's characters are alone. He is not concerned with human relationships as much as with portraying man's individual struggle against an alien, chaotic universe. His characters exist in the "island condition," Stephen L. Tanner has noted. He compared them to the islands of an archipelago "consistently isolated [and] alone in the stream of society."

Several critics have noted that Hemingway's novels suffer because of his overriding concern with the individual. For Whom the Bell Tolls, a novel about the Spanish Civil War, has engendered controversy on this matter. While it is ostensibly a political novel about a cause that Hemingway believed in fervently, critics such as Alvah C. Bessie were disappointed that Hemingway was still concerned exclusively with the personal. "The cause of Spain does not, in any essential way, figure as a motivating power, a driving, emotional, passional force in this story." Bessie wrote. "In the widest sense, that cause is actually irrelevant to the narrative. For the author is less concerned with the fate of the Spanish people, whom I am certain he loves, than he is with the fate of his hero and heroine, who are himself.... For all his groping the author of the Bell has yet to integrate his individual sensitivity to life with the sensitivity of every living human being (read the Spanish people); he has yet to expand his personality as a novelist to embrace the truths of other people, everywhere; he has yet to dive deep into the lives of others, and there to find his own." But Mark Schorer contended that in For Whom the Bell Tolls Hemingway's motive is to portray "a tremendous sense of man's dignity and worth, an urgent awareness of the necessity of man's freedom, a nearly poetic realization of man's collective virtues. Indeed, the individual vanishes in the political whole, but vanishes precisely to defend his dignity, his freedom, his virtue. In spite of the ominous premium which the title seems to place on individuality, the real theme of the book is the relative unimportance of individuality and the superb importance of the political whole."

Hemingway's depiction of relationships between men and women is generally considered to be his weakest area as a writer. Leslie A. Fiedler has noted that he is only really comfortable dealing with men without women. His women characters often seem to be abstractions rather than portraits of real women. Often reviewers have divided them into two types: the bitches such as Brett and Margot Macomber who emasculate the men in their lives, and the wish-projections, the sweet, submissive women such as Catherine and Maria (in For Whom the Bell Tolls). All of the characterizations lack subtlety and shading. The love affair between Catherine and Frederic in A Farewell to Arms is only an "abstraction of lyric emotion," Edmund Wilson commented. Fiedler complained that "in his earlier fiction, Hemingway's descriptions of the sexual encounter are intentionally brutal, in his later ones, unintentionally comic; for in no case, can he quite succeed in making his females human.... If in For Whom the Bell Tolls Hemingway has written the most absurd love scene in the history of the American novel, this is not because he lost momentarily his skill and authority; it is a give-away—a moment which illuminates the whole erotic content of his fiction."

In 1921, when Hemingway and his family moved to the Left Bank of Paris (then the literature, art, and music capital of the world), he became associated with other American expatriates, including F. Scott Fitzgerald, Archibald MacLeish, E. E. Cummings, and John Dos Passos. These expatriates and the whole generation which came of age in the period between the two world wars came to be known as the "lost generation." For Hemingway the term had more universal meaning. In A Moveable Feast he wrote that being lost is part of the human condition—that all generations are lost generations.

Hemingway also believed in the cyclicality of the world. As inscriptions to his novel The Sun Also Rises, he used two quotations: first, Gertrude Stein's comment, "You are all a lost generation"; then a verse from Ecclesiastes which begins, "One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh; but the earth abideth forever...." The paradox of regeneration evolving from death is central to Hemingway's vision. The belief in immortality is comforting, of course, and Hemingway evidently found comfort in permanence and endurance. According to Steven R. Phillips, Hemingway discovered permanence in "the sense of immortality that he gains from the otherwise impermanent art of the bullfight, in the fact that the 'earth abideth forever,' in the eternal flow of the gulf stream and in the permanence of his own works of art." Hemingway's greatest depiction of endurance is in The Old Man and the Sea in which "he succeeds in a manner which almost defeats critical description," Phillips claimed. "The old man becomes the sea and like the sea he endures. He is dying as the year is dying. He is fishing in September, the fall of the year, the time that corresponds in the natural cycle to the phase of sunset and sudden death.... Yet the death of the old man will not bring an end to the cycle; as part of the sea he will continue to exist."

Hemingway was inordinately proud of his own powers of rejuvenation, and in a letter to his friend Archibald MacLeish, he explained that his maxim was: "Dans la vie, il faut (d'abord) durer. " ("In life, one must [first of all] endure.") He had survived physical disasters (including two near-fatal plane crashes in Africa in 1954) and disasters of critical reception to his work ( Across the River and Into the Trees was almost universally panned). But due to his great recuperative powers he was able to rebound from these hardships. He made a literary comeback with the publication of The Old Man and the Sea, which is considered to be among his finest works, and won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 1953. In 1954 he was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature. But the last few years of his life were marked by great physical and emotional suffering. He was no longer able to write—to do the thing he loved the most. Finally Hemingway could endure no longer and, in 1961, he took his own life.

In the 1980s Scribner published two additional posthumous works—The Dangerous Summer and The Garden of Eden. Written in 1959 while Hemingway was in Spain on commission for Life magazine, The Dangerous Summer describes the intense and bloody competition between two prominent bullfighters. The Garden of Eden, a novel about newlyweds who experience marital conflict while traveling through Spain on their honeymoon, was begun by Hemingway in the 1940s and finished fifteen years later. While interest in these works was high, critics judged neither book to rival the thematic and stylistic achievements of his earlier works, which have made Hemingway a major figure in modern American literature.

The fifth of Hemingway's posthumous publications, a self-termed fictional memoir titled True at First Light, was released on July 21, 1999 to coincide with the 100th anniversary of his birth. The book, edited by Hemingway's middle son, Patrick, and paired down to half the length of the original manuscript, recounts a Kenyan safari excursion that Hemingway took with his fourth wife, Mary, in 1953. The story centers around Mary's preoccupation with killing a lion who is threatening the villagers' safety, and the narrator's involvement with a woman from the Wakamba tribe, whom he calles his "fiancee."

Many critics expressed disappointment over True at First Light for its peripatetic lack of vision, its abdication of intellectual intent (what New York Times critic James Wood termed "a nullification of thought") and its tepid prose. Kenneth S. Lynn, writing for the National Review, pointed out that "Ernest Hemingway's name is on the cover, but the publication of True at First Light is an important event in celebrity culture, not in literary culture. For the grim fact is that this 'fictional memoir' . . .reflects a marvelous writer's disastrous loss of talent." Many of the critics pointed to Hemingway's increasing preoccupation with the myth of his own machismo as a catalyst for the devolution of his writing. New York Times critic Michiko Kakutani commented, "As in so much of Hemingway's later work, all this spinning of his own legend is reflected in the deterioration of his prose. What was special—and at the time, galvanic—about his early writing was its precision and concision: Hemingway not only knew what to leave out, but he also succeeded in turning that austerity into a moral outlook, a way of looking at a world shattered and remade by World War I. His early work had a clean, hard objectivity: it did not engage in meaningless abstractions; it tried to show, not tell."

True at First Light also inflamed classic critical debate over the true ownership of authorial intention. While Hemingway's physical and mental deterioration, toward the end of his life, rendered his final wishes for unpublished works unclear, many critics have objected to the posthumous "franchise" of his deepest failures, novels that he, himself, abandoned. James Wood offered the observation that True at First Light's lack of substance may serve "as a warning to let Hemingway be, both as a literary estate and as a literary influence." There is evidence, however, that the literary storm the book stirred would not have bothered Hemingway much. As Tom Jenks pointed out in a review for Harper's, "Hemingway's own belief was that in a writer's lifetime his reputation depended on the quantity and median of his work, but that after his death he would be remembered only for his best." If this is true, then, as one Publishers Weekly reviewer opined, perhaps True at First Light will "inspire new readers to delve into Hemingway's true legacy."

In 2002, Cuban and American officials reached an agreement that permits U.S. scholars access to Hemingway's papers that have remained in his Havana home since the author's death in 1961. The collection contains 3,000 photographs, 9,000 books, and 3,000 letters, and will be available on microfilm at the John F. Kennedy Library in Boston, Massachusetts. Efforts to gain access to the collection were led by Jenny Phillips, the granddaughter of Maxwell Perkins, Hemingway's long-time editor.
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Writer, 1917-61. Kansas City Star, Kansas City, MO, cub reporter, 1917-18; ambulance driver for Red Cross Ambulance Corps in Italy, 1918-19; Co-operative Commonwealth, Chicago, writer, 1920-21; Toronto Star, Toronto, Ontario, covered Greco-Turkish War, 1920, European correspondent, 1921-24; covered Spanish Civil War for North American Newspaper Alliance, 1937-38; war correspondent in China, 1941; war correspondent in Europe, 1944-45.

Write the first name of the subject. For example, if you were writing a poem on Jane Austen's "Pride and Prejudice" heroine, Elizabeth Bennet, the first line would simply be "Elizabeth."

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Compose the second line by listing four adjectives that describe the person. Again using Elizabeth Bennet, the second line could be, "Courageous, determined, headstrong, devoted."

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Write the third line to reference a familial relationship, such as: a sister, a mother, a daughter, a son, a father or a brother. For Elizabeth Bennet an obvious choice for the third line would be, "Sister of Jane."

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Write the fourth line of a biography poem beginning with the words, "Lover of," then list up to three loves of the subject. In the poem about Ms. Bennet the fourth line could read, "Lover of novels, long walks and dear friends."

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Write the fifth line to reflective the feelings of the subject. Begin with the words, "Who feels," then list up to three examples of the subject's feelings. The fifth line of the Elizabeth Bennet poem could be, "Who feels passionate about love, joyous when she laughs and loved when she is near her father."

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Begin the sixth line with the words, "Who needs," and list up to three needs of the subject. In the poem about Elizabeth Bennet the sixth line might read, "Who needs love, a slower temper and her sister's happiness."

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Dedicate the seventh line to what the subjects gives or provides. Begin with the words, "Who gives." The seventh line of the Bennet poem could be, "Who gives her trust loyally to her friends, truthful sentiments and all of her heart."

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Begin the eighth line of a biography poem is with the words, "Who fear," then list up to three fears. A biography poem about Elizabeth Bennet might include an eighth line that read, "Who fears her family's follies, the consequences of her temper and the steadiness of Mr. Darcy."

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Begin the ninth line with, "Who would like to see." In the poem about Ms. Bennet the ninth line could be, "Who would like to see all of her family happy."

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Write the 10th line of the biography poem to simply state the residence of the subject and begin with the words, "Resident of." The poem about Elizabeth Bennet would most likely contain the 10th line, "Resident of Longbourn."

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Write the final line of the biography poem by simply stating the last name of the subject. The final line of the Elizabeth Bennet poem would be "Bennet."
How To Write Love Poetry Biography Love Poetry In Urdu Romantic 2 Lines For Wife By Allama Iqbal SMS Pics By Faraz 2014 Images
How To Write Love Poetry Biography Love Poetry In Urdu Romantic 2 Lines For Wife By Allama Iqbal SMS Pics By Faraz 2014 Images
How To Write Love Poetry Biography Love Poetry In Urdu Romantic 2 Lines For Wife By Allama Iqbal SMS Pics By Faraz 2014 Images
How To Write Love Poetry Biography Love Poetry In Urdu Romantic 2 Lines For Wife By Allama Iqbal SMS Pics By Faraz 2014 Images
How To Write Love Poetry Biography Love Poetry In Urdu Romantic 2 Lines For Wife By Allama Iqbal SMS Pics By Faraz 2014 Images
How To Write Love Poetry Biography Love Poetry In Urdu Romantic 2 Lines For Wife By Allama Iqbal SMS Pics By Faraz 2014 Images
How To Write Love Poetry Biography Love Poetry In Urdu Romantic 2 Lines For Wife By Allama Iqbal SMS Pics By Faraz 2014 Images
How To Write Love Poetry Biography Love Poetry In Urdu Romantic 2 Lines For Wife By Allama Iqbal SMS Pics By Faraz 2014 Images
How To Write Love Poetry Biography Love Poetry In Urdu Romantic 2 Lines For Wife By Allama Iqbal SMS Pics By Faraz 2014 Images
How To Write Love Poetry Biography Love Poetry In Urdu Romantic 2 Lines For Wife By Allama Iqbal SMS Pics By Faraz 2014 Images
How To Write Love Poetry Biography Love Poetry In Urdu Romantic 2 Lines For Wife By Allama Iqbal SMS Pics By Faraz 2014 Images

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There is a very ancient and honorable homosexual literary tradition in China, and gay love poems are contained in the country's earliest surviving anthology. Most gay men fulfilled their kinship interests (still the major factor in Chinese life today) by getting married, but they also maintained romantic homosexual affairs. The two major tropes for homosexual love – "sharing peaches", and "the passion of the cut sleeve" – come from the story of Mizi Xia who gave a half-eaten peach to his lover Duke Ling of Wei (534–493 BC), and the story of how the Emperor Ai (reigned 6 BC to 1 AD) cut off his sleeve rather than wake his sleeping favorite Dong Xian. These ancient images demonstrate that male-to-male love rather than just sex was important for establishing a specifically gay identity, and how imaginative metaphors are at least as important as pejortive labels. For two hundred years the Han Dynasty was ruled by ten openly bisexual emperors, and detailed biographies were written about their favorites. During the Tang Dynasty, more records survive describing gay life and romantic friendship outside of imperial circles. The Chinese poet Bo Juyi (772–846) was one of the scholar-officials who served in the vast Chinese civil service, and became Governor of Suchow in 825. His fellow bureaucrats often were sent to provincial towns in the widespread empire, and he exchanged with them poems or verse-letters which are full of the expressions of romantic love. To his friend Qian Hui he sent a poetic souvenir of one winter night they spent together. His friend Yu Shunzhi sent him a bolt of patterned purple silk as a token of remembrance, and Bo Juyi replied how he would make this gift a symbol of their friendship. His greatest love was his fellow student Yuan Zhen (779–831). They were both Collators of Texts in the Palace Library at the northern imperial city of Ch'ang-an, and they exchanged intimate poetry for several decades when different careers separated them and Yuan Zhen was sent to the eastern city of Lo-yang. Bo Juyi wrote to his beloved, "Who knows my heart as I think of you? / It’s a captive falcon and a caged crane." Even after a long separation – they both became commissioners in different provinces, and it could take almost a year for their letters to reach one another – Bo Juyi would sometimes dream that they were still together: "Awakening, I suspected you were at my side, / reached for you but there was nothingness." Both poets got married; Yuan Zhen loved his wife but she died after only a few years; Bo Juyi's wife "read no books" and he seems to have had no special intimacy with her; he built a cottage near a monastery where he would go to be alone. In his poem "Night Rain" (812) Bo Juyi speaks of his longing for Yuan Zhen: "There is one that I love in a far, far land; / There is something that harrows me, tied in the depths of my heart. / So Far is the land that I cannot visit him; / I can only gaze in longing, day on day. / So deep the sorrow that it cannot be torn away; / Never a night but I brood on it, hour, by hour." In 814 Bo Juyi sent Yuan Zhan a sum of money equivalent to half a year’s salary, "Not that I thought you were bent on food and clothes, / But only because I felt tenderly towards you." They were reunited briefly in 819, when both carved a poem on the rock outside a cave; they met again in 821–2 and in 829. The two men had made a pact to live together as Taoist recluses in their retirement, but Yuan Zhen died after a sudden illness before this plan could be put into effect. Bo Juyi wrote two formal dirges to recite at his beloved's funeral and three songs for the pall-bearers to sing.

BO JUYI TO QIAN HUI

[early ninth century]

Night deep – the memorial draft finished;
mist and moon intense piercing cold.
About to lie down, I warm the last remnant of the wine;
we face before the lamp and drink.
Drawing up the green silk coverlets,
placing our pillows side by side;
like spending more than a hundred nights,
to sleep together with you here.


BO JUYI TO YU SHUNZHI

Thousand leagues, friend's heart cordial;
one strand, fragrant silk purple resplendent.
Breaking the seal, it glistens
with a rose hue of the sun at eve –
The pattern fills in the width
of a breeze arising on autumnal waters.
About to cut it to make a mattress,
pitying the breaking of the leaves;
about to cut it to make a bag,
pitying the dividing of the flowers.
It is bettter to sew it,
making a coverlet of joined delight;
I think of you as if I'm with you,
day or night.


BO JUYI TO YUAN ZHEN

[805]

Since I left home to seek official state
Seven years I have lived in Ch'ang-an.
What have I gained? Only you, Yuan;
So hard it is to bind friendship fast. . . .
We did not go up together for Examination;
We were not serving in the same Department of State.
The bond that joined us lay deeper than outward things;
The rivers of our souls spring from the same well!


YUAN ZHEN TO BO JUYI

[816]

Other people too have friends that they love;
But ours was a love such as few friends have known.
You were all my sustenance; it mattered more
To see you daily than to get my morning food.
And if there was a single day when we did not meet
I would sit listless, my mind in a tangle of gloom.
To think we are now thousands of miles apart,
Lost like clouds, each drifting on his far way!
Those clouds on high, where many winds blow,
What is their chance of ever meeting again?
And if in open heaven the beings of the air
Are driven and thwarted, what of Man below?


BO JUYI TO YUAN ZHEN

Last night the clouds scattered everywhere,
for a thousand leagues the same moon color.
At dawn's coming I saw you in dreams;
it must be you were thinking of me.
In my dream I grasped your hand,
asked you what your thoughts were.
You said you thought of me with pain,
had no one to send a letter through.

When I awoke, I still had not spoken in reply.
a knock-on-the-door sound, rap rap!
Saying, "A messenger from Shangzhou,"
he delivered a letter of yours.
From the pillow I rose sudden and startled,
putting on my clothes topsy-turvy.
I opened the seal, saw the hand-letter,
one sheet, thirteen lines.
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Monday, 28 April 2014

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Uss ki batain mujey khushbu ki tarah lagti hain ...
Uss ki batain mujey khushbu ki tarah lagti hain,
Phool jaisey koi sehra main khila karta hae,

Her speech is to be like perfumed scent,
Like a flower in the desert - blooming, 

- Ahmed Faraz
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Wednesday, 9 April 2014

Kisey maloom tha ishq iss qadar lachaar karta hai ...
Kisey maloom tha ishq iss qadar lachaar karta hai,
Dil usey janta hai bewafa, magar pyar karta hai!

Who knew that love would leave us so powerless,
The heart knows her untrustworthy but loves her still
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Monday, 10 March 2014

Gham ki barish ne tere naqsh ko dhoya nahi ...
Gham ki barish ne tere naqsh ko dhoya nahi ...
Tu ne muje kho dia main ne tuje khoya nahi ...

The rain of sorrow has not washed away your mark ...
Me? Lost by you. You ? I have lost not ...
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Ye rim jim ye barish, ye awargi ka mosam ...
Ye rim jim ye barish, ye awargi ka mosam ...
Hamare bus mai hota tu tere pass chale aate ...

These drops of rain and weather ripe for procrastination ...
If only it was in our will to walk towards thee ...
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Friday, 10 January 2014

Naa wafa ka zikar hoga, naaa wafa ki baat hogi ...
Naa wafa ka zikar hoga, naaa wafa ki baat hogi,
Ab muhabbat jis se bhi hogi, matlab ke sath hogi,

No word of loyalty, no speaking of faithfulness,
Who ever shall I love - I shall love in search of gain,
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Muhabbat main nahi hai farq jeenay aur marnay ka ...
Muhabbat main nahi hai farq jeenay aur marnay ka,
Usi ko daikh ker jeetay hain jis kafir per dum niklay,

In love, no difference between life and death,
By seeing one's killer does one live,
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Maut tou naam se badnaam hai warna ...
Maut tou naam se badnaam hai warna, 
Dukh tou zindagi bhi boht daiti hai,

Death by name is in-famous although,
Pain -  life too gives a lot,

voh reeza reeza merey badan mein utar raha hai,
main qatra qatra usi ki aankh ko pi raha hon,

teri hatheeli pe kis ne likha hai qatal mera,
muje to lagta hai main tera dost b raha hon,

khuli hain ankhain magar badan hai tamam pather,
koi bataye main mar chuka hon ke Ji raha hon,

kahan milegi misaal meri sitamgari ki ?
k main gulabon ke zakham kanton se si raha hon,

na puch muj se ke shehar walon ka hal kia tha,
k main to khud apne ghar mein do gharri raha hon,

mila to beetey dinon ka sach uski ankh mein tha,
voh aashna jis se mudatton ajnabi raha hon,

bhula de muj ko ke be-vafayee baja hai laken,
ganva na muj ko ke main teri zindagi raha hon,

voh ajnabi ban ke ab miley b to kia hai 'Mohsin',
yeh naz kam hai ke main b us ka kabi raha hon.

mujko dass ley na kahin khaak basar sannata,

dasht e hasti mein shab e gum ki sehar karney ko,
hijar valon ne liya rakhat e safar sannata,

kis se puchon k kahan hai mera roney vala,
is taraf mein hon, merey ghar se udhar sannata,

tu sadaaon k bhanvar mein muje avaz to dey,
tuj ko dey ga merey honey ki khabar sannata,

us ko hungama manzil ki khabar kia do gey ?
jis ne paya ho sir e rahguzar sannata,

hasil kunj e qufas , veham bakaf tanhai,
ronaq e shaam e safar , ta ba sehar sannata,

qismat e sha'ir e seemaab sifat , 
dasht ki mout,qeemat e reeza almaas e hunar sannata,


Chaarah gar haar gaya ho jaise,
Ab to marna hi dawa ho jaise,
Mujh se bichhrha tha woh pahle bhi magar,
Ab ke yeh zakhm naya ho jaise,
Mere maathe pe yeh payar ka haath,
Rooh per daste saba ho jaise,
Yo'n bhi hans ke mila tha lekin,
Dil hi dil me'n woh khafa ho jaise,
Sar chhupaye'n to badan khulta hai,
Zeest muflis ki rada ho jaise.
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Wali Ahmed Wali (Wali Dakkani) Biography


Wali Mohammed Wali (also known as Wali Deccani) was born in 1667 in 
Aurangabad, Maharashtra. He loved travelling, which he regarded as a means of 
education. His visit to Delhi in 1700 is considered to be of great significance 
for Urdu Gazals. His simple, sensuous and melodious poems in Urdu, awakened the 
Persian loving poets of Delhi to the beauty and capability of “Rekhta” (the old 
name for Urdu) as a medium of poetic expression. His visit thus stimulated the 
growth 
and development of Urdu Gazal in Delhi.





Mirza Asad Ullah Khan Ghalib Biography



Mirza Asadullah Beg — known to posterity as Ghalib, a nom de plume he adopted 
in the tradition of all classical Urdu poets, was born in the city of Agra, of 
parents with Turkish aristocratic ancestry, on December 27th, 1797. As to the 
precise date, Imtiyaz Ali Arshi has conjectured, on the basis of Ghalib’s 
horoscope, that the poet might have been born a month later, in January 1798. 
When he was only five years old, his father, Abdullah Beg Khan died in a battle 
while working under Rao Raja Bakhtwar Singh of Alwar and his uncle Nasrullah Beg 
Khan took charge of him. But he lost his uncle also at the tender age of 
eight.


Khawaja 
Mir Dard Biography

Khwaja Mir Dard (Urdu: ????? ??? ???) (b. 1721? d. 1785) is one of the three 
major poets of the Delhi School the other two being Mir Taqi Mir and Sauda who 
could be called the pillars of the classical Urdu ghazal.

Philosophy
Dard was first and foremost a mystic, a 
prominent member of the Naqshbandi Mujaddidi order, and the head of the 
Muhammadi path (tariqah muhammadiyah, a Mujaddidi offshoot) in Delhi. He 
regarded the phenomenal world as a veil of the eternal Reality, and this life as 
a term of exile from our real home. Dard inherited his mystical temperament from 
his father, Khwaja Muhammad Nasir Andalib, who was a mystic saint and a poet, 
and the founder of the Muhammadi path.

Education
Dard received his education in an informal way 
at home, and in the company of the learned, acquiring in due course a command of 
Arabic and Persian, as also of Sufi lore. He also developed a deep love of 
music, possibly, through his association with singers and qawaals who frequented 
his father’s house. He renounced earthly pleasures at the young age of 28, and 
led a life of piety and humility.




Josh 
Malih abadi Biography

Josh Malihabadi was born as Shabbir Hasan Khan on 5th December, 1898 at 
Malihabad. He did his senior Cambridge from St. Peter’s College, Agra in 1914. 
In 1918, he spent about six months at Shantiniketan. He studied Arabic and 
Persian. Due to the death of his father, Bashir Ahmed Khan, in 1916, Josh was 
unable to avail of a college education.

In 1925, Josh started work at the Osmania University, supervising translation 
work. He was exiled from the state of Hyderabad for writing a nazm against the 
Nizam. He then started the newsletter/magazine called the ‘Kaleem’ in which he 
openly wrote articles in favour of independence and against the British. Soon, 
he was being called “shaayar-e-inquilaab”. He also got actively involved in the 
freedom struggle and became close to quite a few of the political leaders of 
that era, specially Jawahar Lal Nehru.




Ali Sikandar ‘Jigar Muradabadi’ has a special place in the history of Urdu 
poetry. A flamboyant and cavalier poet, he set many poetic meetings on fire with 
his style of recitation and rindana verses. He was born in Moradabad in 1890, 
(18901960) as “Ali Sikandar”. The Mughal royalty in Delhi employed his ancestral 
family and late in 18th century, it moved to Azampur and Moradabad. Jigar had 
traditional education in Arabic and Farsi. He didn’t really have a teacher or 
ustad and showed one ghazal to Dagh Dehlvi. But Dagh died on February 10, 1905. 
At this time Jigar was only 15 years old and had just begun to write poetry. 
Mazhar Jaleel ‘Shauq Bachrayuni’ a schoolmate of Jigar says in his book 
‘Yadgar-e-Jigar’: “together we would consult Munshi Hayat Baksh ‘Rasa Rampuri’ 
for correcting our poetry who later became his ustad”.




Javed Akhtar,born January 17, 1945, is an Urdu and Hindi (Hindustani) poet, 
lyricist and scriptwriter from India. Some of his most successful work was done 
in the late 1970s and 1980s with Salim Khan as half of the script-writing duo 
credited as Salim-Javed.

Javed Akhtar was born on January 17, 1945 in Gwalior State (now Gwalior, 
Madhya Pradesh) to Jan Nisar Akhtar, a Bollywood film songwriter and Urdu poet, 
and Safia Akhtar, a teacher and writer. His lineage can be traced back to seven 
generations of writers. The highly respected Urdu poet Majaz was his maternal 
uncle and the works of his grandfather, Muzter Khairabadi, are looked upon as a 
milestone in Urdu poetry. Akhtar has one sibling; his younger brother is 
renowned psychoanalyst Salman Akhtar.

After his birth, his parents moved to Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh, and later to 
Aligarh. Young Javed Akhtar lost his mother at a tender age and his father 
frequently moved back and forth between Lucknow and Bombay, so he and his 
brother spent most of their time with relatives. At the age of eight, he was 
admitted to the sixth class in a well-known school of Lucknow, the Colvin 
Taluqdars’ College. From Lucknow he moved to Aligarh to live with his maternal 
aunt. He took admission in a well known school of Aligarh, the Minto Circle. The 
school is part of famous Aligarh Muslim University.


Jigar 
Muraadabaadi Biography

Ali Sikandar Jigar Moradabadi (1890-1960) (Urdu : ??? ???? ????? ), born “Ali 
Sikandar”, was a poet who hailed from Moradabad, Uttar Pradesh, India, and is 
famous for his Urdu ghazals. He took on the takhallus (nom de plume) of 
Jigar.

He belonged to the classical school of ghazal writing and was a mentor of 
Majrooh Sultanpuri, a famous lyricist of Indian Film Industry who penned many 
popular songs in Hindi/Urdu.

Jigar remained a keen drinker all his life and was famous for his 
forgetfulness and absent-mindedness. His ghazals remain very popular with lovers 
of Urdu poetry. Many remark that the era of classical Urdu poetry ended with 
Jigar.

One of his most memorable couplets is:

yeh ishq nahin aasaan bas itna samaj lijiye,

eik aag ka dariyaa hai aur doob ke jaana hai

Translation: Love is like an ocean of fire and the lover must drown to cross 
through it.


Bahadur Shah Zafar Biography

Abu Zafar Sirajuddin Muhammad Bahadur Shah Zafar (Urdu: ??? ??? ?????? ?????? 
???? ?????? ??? ???), also known as Bahadur Shah or Bahadur Shah II (Urdu: 
?????? ??? ????; October 24, 1775 ? 7 November 1862) was the last of the Mughal 
emperors in India. He was the son of Akbar Shah II from his Hindu wife Lalbai. 
He became the Mughal Emperor upon his father’s death on September 28, 1838. 
Zafar (Urdu: ???) was his nom de plume (takhallus) as an Urdu poet.

Emperor and the Mutiny
Emperor Bahadur Shah II presided 
over a Mughal empire that stretched barely beyond the modern city of Delhi. The 
Sikh Empire in the Punjab and Kashmir, the Maratha Empire, and the British 
Empire were the dominant political and military powers in 19th-century India. 
Hundreds of minor kings fragmented the land. The emperor was paid some respect 
and allowed a pension and authority to collect some taxes, and maintain a token 
force in Delhi by the British, but he posed no threat to any power in India. 
Bahadur Shah II himself did not excel in statecraft or possess any imperial 
ambitions.
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Nicholas

Kind, friendly, good-hearted, helpful

Son of a funny father

Lover of reading, games, and building

Who feels joy, happiness, and playful

Who would like to see Canada, Egypt and California

Athletic

 

 

Michael G.

Happy, funny, sad, friendly

Son of a strong father

Lover of baseball, reading, and roller skating

Who feels happiness, love, and joy

Who fears nightmares, guns, and spelling tests.

Who would like to see the Great Wall of China, the Statue of Liberty,

And Hawaii.

Athletic

 

 

Maxwell

Kind-hearted, friendly, helpful

Son of a strong father

Lover of skateboarding, school, and roller coasters

Who feels playful, joy, and excitement

Who fears fire, nightmares, and guns

Who would like to see the Great Wall of China,

the Bahamas, and Hawaii

Lacrosse Player

 

 

Natasha

Singer, happy, friendly, lonely

Daughter of a selling father

Lover  of drawing, games, and books

Who feels sadness, love, and joy.

Who fears fire, movies, and smoke

Who would like to see dolphins, mermaids, and Hawaii

 Artistic

 

 

Michael D.

Delightful nice, silly, happy

Son of a funny father

Lover of drawing, reading, and writing

Who feels joy, optimististic, and greatful

Who fears nightmares, guns, and fire

Who would like to see grandma, and grandpa, Pennsylvania, and

The Statue of Liberty

Artistic

 

 

Douglas

Happy, funny, talented, caring

Son of a strong dad

Lover of skateboarding, sledding, and climbing trees

Who feels joy, happiness, and love

Who fears guns, airplanes and fire

Who would like to see Hawaii,  the Bahamas, and Six Flags

Baseball Player

 

 

Steven

Caring, happy, good-hearted, talented

Son of a loving mother

Lover of learning, reading, and writing

Who feels loving, empathy, and helpful

Who fears fires, full moons, and tornadoes

Who would like to see the Eiffel Tower, the Statue of Liberty,

And the Sphinx.

Funny

 

 

Kimberly C.

Helpful, talented, good-hearted,  and funny

Daughter of a helpful mother

Lover of swimming, drawing and animals

Who feels empathy, optimistic and joy

Who fears guns, knives, and scary kids

Who would like to see Hawaii, Bahamas, and

Mrs. Stein’s house.

Dancer

 

 

Mathew

Funny, talented, mad, silly

Son of a loving father

Lover of dogs, animals, and babies

Who feels joy, happiness, and playful

Who fears strangers, nightmares, and spelling tests

Who would like to see the Bronx Zoo, New York, and Disney World

Football Player


 

Justin

Helpful, funny, mad, friendly

Son of a strong father

Lover of drawing, rap music, and fishing

Who feels excited, pessimistic, and angry

Who fears tarantulas, demons, and nightmares, fires

Who would like to see the Sphinx in Egypt, The Great Wall in China, and the Leaning Tower of Pisa in Italy

Athletic

 

 

Zachary

Caring, happy, funny, friendly

Son of a good hearted father

Lover of drawing of drawing, learning and reading

Who feels joy, happiness, grateful

Who would like to see China, Egypt, and the Sphinx

Artistic


 

Christopher

Kind, caring, happy, friendly

Son of a good hearted father

Lover of roasting marshmallows, video games, and DVD’s

Who feels joy, happiness, and hunger

Who fears guns, knives, and dying.

Who would like to  see, Pennsylvania, Statue of Liberty, and Disney World

Dirt Bike Rider

 

 

Dakota

Talented, happy, helpful, friendly

Daughter of a loving mother

Lover of ice skating, animals and school

Who feels optimistic, joy, and playful

Who fears knives, fire guns, and spiders

Who would like to see Hawaii, California, and the Bahamas

Karate Teacher

 

 

Zackery

Helpful, friendly, delightful, silly

Son of a great father

Lover of building, colori9ngk, and writing

Who feels playful, kindness, and love

Who fears darkness, fire and dying

Who would like to see Grandma, China, and Jarrett

Soccer

 

 

Jessica

Sweet, loving, funny and good hearted

Daughter of a helpful father

Lover of learning, singing, and writing

Who feels joy, goodness, and sadness

Who fears fire, lightning and nightmares

Who would like to see Vermont, Bahamas, and Disney World

Soccer Player

 

 

Amy

Good hearted, funny, happy, helpful

Daughter of a talented mother.

Lover of drawing, swimming and animals

Who feels joy, love, and playful

Who fears fire, monsters, and guns

Who would like to see the Great Wall Of China

and The Bahamas

Dancer

 

 

Christina

Loving, helpful, funny, caring

Daughter of a good hearted mother

Lover of dogs, ice skating and coloring

Who feels joy, angry and goodness

Who fears heights, strangers, and scary movies

Who would like to see the Statue of Liberty, Hawaii, and Disney World

Dancer

 

 

Annie

Happy, talented, friendly, good hearted

Daughter of a funny father

Lover of swimming, coloring, and writing

Who feels joy, lonesome and sorrow.

Who fears guns, knives, and nightmares

Who would like to see Disney, Bahamas, and The Statue of Liberty.

Dancer

 

 

Julianna

Friendly, talented, caring, silly

Daughter of a helping mother

Lover of rock climbing,, ice skating, and drawing

Who feels love, optimistic and goodness

Who fears fire, tornadoes, and war

Who would like to see Vermont, Hawaii, and dolphins

Athletic


 

Shannon

Silly, caring, happy, friendly

Daughter of a talented mother

Lover of drawing, swimming, and school

Who feels joy, goodness, and happiness

Who fears guns, fire and knives

Who would like to see the Great Wall of China, Hawaii

And Disney World

Artistic

 

Vincent

Happy, helpful, good hearted, funny

Son of a beautiful mom

Lover of animals, swimming, and coloring

Who feels kindness, joy and lonesome

Who fears fire, spelling tests, and tornadoes

Who would like to see my dog, Disney World and the Bahamas

Artistic

 

 

Demi

Happy, talented, friendly, good hearted

Daughter of a caring mother

Lover of singing, school and writing

Who feels optimistic, empathy and joy

Who will like to see Vermont, Disney World and California

Karate Teacher
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