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In Enlightenment and Neoclassical art, nature was viewed as orderly, rational, and subject to laws that people can manipulate and observe, while during the Romantic period, nature was viewed as more powerful than themselves, and analogous to human feelings.
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Dear (Fill in Name),
I understand that you are in need of a babysitter. My name is (Fill in Name), and I would like to apply for this position. I am (Fill in Age), and very responsible. I love to help whenever I can. I have (Fill in Average Grades) and participate in (Fill in extracarricular activities). I am looking forward to working for you and your child.
Sincerely,
(Fill in Name)
Today was the day ' m going to be used and not be in storage' as I thought to myself wondering why I was never used. It was dark of course but I wasn't the only 45 pound weights. There were others some we're big and small but still leaving. As I hear someone slowly opening the door knob, I can hear the figures talking from the other side of the door saying " Hey Kev want me to get the weights, cause many people have been using them and the other broke." As you were excited about being pick I had remembered 'broke what how' but somehow that didn't really matter in the moment. I could here footsteps approaching me and hearing the sound of a box cutter slowly open. Then hearing the satisfying noise of the box opening. Ever so slightly I could see a light peer through the bubble wrap and styrofoam. I saw it light it wasn't warm but comforting in a way. As the figure picked me up I could hear the noise of people talking, metal clanking against each other. The music and seeing lots of lights was very satisfying. 'Im here am here I made it finally' you could only be happy and nothing more. As the days had gone by I was being used by many figures it was delightful to be finally be useful.
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I don't get what you are trying to say
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<span>This year on December 23, my parents, John, Cindy, and I are leaving for Arizona to visit my grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. H. Simpson. they live at
1655 North Lincoln Road in Phoenix, Arizona. On Christmas Eve, we will
attend the special service at the First Christian Church. Later, we will
return with my grandparents to open gifts. We will end the night by
continuing our tradition of reading the poem "A Visit from Saint
Nicholas." </span>
