A Change of thought
I was originally going to write about the families, or familias, of the ancient Romans. I had planned on talking about the different roles between the boys and the girls. I was going to note the differences and similarities to today’s families in society compared to theirs. How the oldest male was the head of the household, how he could sell, kill or emancipate his children (or anyone in his household for that matter) at will. How it was less of a family and more of a household, because there was not only he, his wife and their children living there, but his grown and married sons, their wives and children, servants, slaves and clerks. I was also going to talk about their schooling and their marriages and how the women had no rights. Yet, I couldn’t. Every time I tried, I would come to a block and not be able to think anymore. There were no words dancing at my fingertips, I had all the research in front of me and yet couldn’t think of a single thing to say that I would consider being significant, or unique. So I’m not going to write about that. Certain events that happened to me last night caused me to change my mind. I am going to talk about something completely different, yet on topic. What caused me to d
I kept laughing, not because this was funny, but because by now I had gone into some sort of shock, and couldn’t even think straight. The fire had spread even more and by now the smoke detectors were screaming. Wayne finally came to his senses and yelled to me “Kim, go get a wet towel!” thinking we could smother the flames with water. I ran upstairs to drench a towel, bumping into my dad on the way there. He asked me what was going on, but I just had a blank mind... I couldn’t think of what to say either for my brother’s sake or I was still in shock. I did manage to mumble, “uhhh Wayne’s paints are on fire,” but that was all I could say. After running the towel under the water, I ran back downstairs and tried to smother the fire, only the towel was also caught in the flames. Thankfully, my dad was levelheaded and came down with a bucket of water and doused the fire. He then proceeded to rip the smoke detectors out of the ceiling and interrogate us about what happened. Family isn’t about selling your children into slavery or owning your wife, although that was the way of the ancient Romans. Family today is about the ones whom you love, the ones whom you share good times with and support through the bad. The papers we have read all seem to give me the same message. Treasure what you have now; stand up for what you believe in, love like there is no tomorrow, because you never know when tomorrow might end.
Some topics in this essay:
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Happy Family”,
Dream Discover”,
Romans Family,
caught fire,
smoke detectors,
Anndee Hochman’s,
caught fire started,
ancient romans,
fire started,
water ran,
maybe don’t,
ones love,
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Approximate Word count = 1168
Approximate Pages = 5 (250 words per page double spaced)
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