Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Cause Essay


Gun Control

I remember when I bought my first Pistol, a black Smith & Wesson .45 caliber M&P. I had many guns. Rifles and shotguns I used for hunting and trap shooting, but not a handgun. I had always wanted one and finally I had one, but I was not nearly as excited to tell my wife about my new purchase. 

“Why the hell did you buy that thing?” She asked. “Well, I needed it.” “Give me three good reasons why you need a handgun in my house.” “Well OK I will”, and at that moment I had nothing, not one single reason that would wipe that smug wife look from her face. I knew I had reasons for buying it, but what would satisfy my wife and mother of three? “Amy I got the gun for Protection, Piece of mind, and for the kids.” I told her. “Oh really explain that for me will yeah?” was her response.


“Look around Amy this is not the same world we grew up in. Bath Salts on the streets of Banger, Maine, kids killing each other over drugs. I’m not talking about a few beers or a hit off the peace pipe here. This is serious and here in our own back yard, armed robberies, stabbings, and home invasions. Look at the facts; we have mass unemployment, rapid home foreclosures, and a host of methadone clinics. We are not living in the same times anymore and I want to be ready to protect our family if need be.  When we got married I told you I would love and protect you at all costs and that’s what I’m prepared to do.”
           “Secondly I feel much safer knowing I have the pistol with me at all times. I took the handgun safety class and got my concealed carry permit. I keep it locked up in the gun cabinet so the kids can’t get at it and hurt themselves. You must feel better knowing I’m prepared and trained to use the gun. Do you remember last year after a day of hunting when I told you about the pack of coyotes that followed me through the woods?” “What does that have to do with you having a pistol?” She said with a smug look. “If I had a pistol with me I would have been better prepared to defend myself. Now I can feel safer know it is with me while I’m hunting and you can have peace of mind knowing I’m prepared and safe.  You also know how I feel about observing my rights as an American, and in my mind owning this weapon demonstrates those convictions.”
            “And when my time in this world is up I will leave behind this gun and a legacy for our children. They will have my gun to use and all the memories of me, how I used to love hunting and shooting. How I always wanted them to be safe and have good things. They will remember how I stood for what was right. How I loved this country and our many rights as Americans. And as long as they have my gun they will always have a piece of me and I can stay with them forever.”  I hoped that if I through the kids in she would let me keep the gun.

            Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang. How I love the sound of emptying a clip from my old Forty-Five. It is like a part of me, it goes where I go. I carry it on my hip out in the woods, under my shirt in public, and under my arm rest in the Chevy.  As you can guess my dear Amy let me keep my pistol and since has even asked when I’m going to buy her a gun. I don’t know what it was that changed her mind. I hope she realized that the best way to control guns (“Gun Control”) is to control the people who have the guns. I wish more people observed the second amendment, took safety classes and carried. If this was the case we may have less mass shootings at colleges and movie theaters. We the people could be ready and able to stop these horrific events instead of relying on the police and the courts to find and prosecute these criminals!

You have the right not to observe the second amendment, but please respect my decision to uphold and embrace it!

Monday, September 24, 2012

Graf #14 I-Search Plan


I-Search Plan A

I will search the Internet for creditable sources and help sites. I think this will point me in the direction of some good groups and organizations. Most of these I suspect will be for landlords and tenants. 

I have some real estate related books I will skim through, but I fear they will be of little help answering my questions. 

I don't think my questions are yes or no type questions nor is there a right or wrong answer to most. I will need to sift through the information and opinions collected in order to reach a consensus. 

Because I feel like the answers to my questions are opinion based the bulk of my research will be conducted through informal interviews with local landlords and tenants. (If approved by Mr. Goldfine.)

I plan on talking with three landlords and six tenants. I also plan to speak with the town manager of Winterport and a local lawyer. 

I feel it is important to get information from local people since my business is local rather than from web sites from around the country that may not speak volumes or relate to Maine.

My goal will be to have completed all research including interviews by the end of October at the latest. I will then interpret my findings and begin writing my I-search paper. 

The only issue I can foresee is scheduling conflicts and a possible unwillingness of interviewees to meet. Lucky for me I'm good with people and there are a lot of landlords and tenants in the greater Bangor area. By allocating such a large amount of time for research I should be able to overcome any of these issues and find other available interviewees if need be. 

I am really looking forward to meeting with tenants and landlords alike and comparing there views.



Outro Graf Cause Essay




Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang,Bang,Bang,Bang,Bang,Bang,Bang.

How I love the sound of emptying a clip from my old Forty-Five. It is like a part of me, it goes where I go. I carry it on my hip out in the woods, under my shirt in public, and under my arm rest in the Chevy.  As you can guess my dear Amy let me keep my pistol and since has even asked when I’m going to buy her a gun. I don’t know what it was that changed her mind. I hope she realized that the best way to control guns (“Gun Control”) is to control the people who have the guns. I wish more people observed the Second Amendment, took safety classes and carried. If this was the case we may have less mass shootings at colleges and movie theaters. We the people could be ready and able to stop these horrific events instead of relying on the police and the courts to find and prosecute these criminals!

You have the right not to observe the second amendment, but please respect my decision to uphold and embrace it. 

Friday, September 21, 2012

Intro Graf #2 Cause essay

Gun Control

Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang,Bang,Bang,Bang,Bang,Bang,Bang. How I love the sound of emptying a clip from my old Forty-Five. It is like a part of me now, it goes where I go. I carry it on my hip out in the woods, under my shirt in public, and under my arm rest in the Chevy. Some people don't believe in guns they say that guns kill people, well if that's the case then forks made me fat! The bottom line is, people kill people, Period.

There are many like it, but this one is mine, without my gun I am nothing.

I got my first handgun about two years ago for a few important reasons:

  1. Safety
  2. Protection 
  3. Because I can!



Thursday, September 20, 2012

Intro graf #1 cause essay

Gun Control

About two years ago I bought my first Pistol, a black Smith & Wesson .45 caliber M&P. I had many guns. Rifles and shotguns I used for hunting and trap shooting, but not a handgun. I had always wanted one and finally I had one, but I was not nearly as excited to tell me wife about my new purchase. 

Why the hell did you buy that thing? She asked. Well, I needed it. Give me three good reasons why you need a handgun in my house. Well OK I will and at that moment I had nothing, not one single reason That would wipe that smug wife look from her face. I knew I had reasons for buying it, but what would satisfy my wife and mother of three? Amy I got the gun for you and the kids, for protection, and because I can! Oh really explain that for me will yeah?

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Graf # 13 sample cause

I really liked the cause essay on falling in love and the tomato lover essay. I see how the flow should be. Taking the intro and expanding on the reasons one paragraph at a time. I think it will be hard sticking to why and not falling into how something happened. I hope to show how certain effects or reasons caused the event instead of showing the effects of the cause. This will be a tricky essay to nail down.

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Graf #12 Place

The Wedding Place


May 28, was a warm day and the grass at the church was still wet from the nights rain. I was nervous even a little anxious to see my bride. My new father in law gave me a pep talk outside of the church that day, but his words seemed to drown out as I stared at the peeling paint on the church walls hoping she would say yes. My groomsmen and I gathered in the pastors office and sipped whiskey from a flask as I awaited our introduction. The whiskey never tasted so good, and I had never been more afraid. I starred out at our guests sitting in old wooden chairs, gathered in an old run down church that had hardly been kept up. It was not a grand hall, or a magnificent church but it was all a young couple could afford. Our family members took pitchers and taped the ceremony to save money. From an old CD player the wedding music began to play and out came the bridesmaids. One after the other walking on old green shag carpet to the front of the room. It was now or never, my knees shook and my palms began to sweat. Out from behind an old dusty curtain came a beam of light, brighter then I had ever seen before. The glow on my brides face lit up the dark room and brought a smile to my face. She was here and awaiting my embrace. The room went silent as she walked down the isle. I had never seen a women look more beautiful in all my life. Up on a rickety old stage we held hands in front of our family and friend under gods watchful eye. We exchanged vows, rings, and a kiss. Just like that all my worries and fears drifted away in the spring breeze. I was now a husband, someones everything. I still drive by that old church from time to time, but I don't see an old building in need of repair. I don't think about the old carpet inside to me it is a beacon of light, a beautiful memory.