Ocean Exploration

2E0877CC-CEB3-46B6-936F-6171F25C2502                     Humans are born into this world with a strong sense of curiosity. We are driven to try to understand the world around us, yet when we take a step back it’s clear we know very little. For example, as of 2018 only around 5 percent of the ocean has been explored. While ocean exploration is not often glorified or seen as exciting, it should be seen as a priority. It offers countless new insights into the world around us.

The ocean already provides us with a large amount of resources, such as essential ingredients forpharmaceuticals, however, scientists believe the deep blue waters have much more to offer. Exploring more of this body of water could lead to more discoveries in the medical field, or it could even lead to new food and energy sources, which are crucial for the rapidly growing population. Deep-ocean exploration could also lead to more accurate predictions of earthquakes and tsunamis, which could save thousands of lives. Scientists from the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration are already working on computer models to help predict where a tsunami will hit. Expanding their limited knowledge of the ocean floor, which is what they use to make the computer models, would help advance the technology and the possibility of saving lives becomes that much closer to becoming a reality. Aside from the practical use ocean exploration has, it also has the ability to answer the questions from our imaginations. We would no longer have to wonder what the deepest, darkest part of the ocean looks like, and we would be able to find species that were once unimaginable to us. In fact, Scientists estimate that 91 percent of the species living in our ocean are undiscovered. 

Ocean exploration has the potential to quench our thirst for knowledge and at the same time provide us with life-saving information. There is still so much for us to learn about our unknown ocean.

The Style of David Grann

With his articles, including “Trial by Fire,” “Yankee Comandante,” and “The Lost City of Z,” David Grann establishes quite the trademark for himself concerning style. Despite the range of subjects covered in his writings, there is a touch to each of them that is noticeably him, recognizable to the reader when they partake in his work. David Grann has made his voice as a writer discernable, combining elements of newslike jargon and dramatic storytelling in order to relay to his audiences real-life instances full of intrigue and controversy.

    One of David Grann’s most desirable traits as a writer is his unconventional way of writing nonfiction. His pieces are quite dramatic, with some sections of his articles stylized in a way more similar to novels rather than essays. He employes a strong use of description and emotion, setting the scene for his readers and ensuring that he creates an image in their heads. This tactic can be observed in “Trial by Fire” with the description of Todd Willingham’s home going up in flames, a picturesque and terrifying scene being laid out, alluding to the reader that something has gone terribly wrong without alerting them to the details of the situation immediately. Grann does not necessarily lay out the facts of any events he writes about in perfect, list-like order. While he does include sections that more closely resemble newspaper articles, telling events exactly as they occurred without much flourish or alluring working, it is the inclusion of passages that do follow this pattern that make his work recognizable.

    Another component of Grann’s work that aids in identifying it as his is the seeming focus around figures or situations that have at least some bit of controversy around them. “Trial by Fire” revolves around a man accused of committing arson and murdering his infant children, “Yankee Comandante” tells the story of an ex-paratrooper and his sudden immigration to Cuba to join forces with the freedom fighters against Fulgencio Batista, and “The Lost City of Z” circulates around a vanished explorer and his obsession over finding a lost city in the Amazon. The figures that occupy Grann’s stories are ones not often talked about it seems, ones who have almost fallen off of the radar, and it seems to be his intention to not only write about individuals who would be hailed as heroes. Percy Fawcett, the main subject of “The Lost City of Z,” was not really a heroic explorer, but more simply a racist who did not end up discovering anything, not known about that is. Todd Willingham was the main suspect for the murder of his children and burning down of his house, eventually executed for the crime. William Alexander Morgan left suddenly from his home in Ohio, joining the fight for a rebel cause in Cuba, an individual also eventually executed for his actions. These are not perfect individuals, some far from it in fact, but are the ones that it seems Grann wishes to bring into the mainstream spotlight.

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Why do I play the violin?

The first time I ever came into contact with a stringed instrument is when my sister brought home her third-grade sized viola and plucked the low, twangy strings in awe. I sat rapt beside her, begging her for a single tough of the glossy wood. Elise shook her head with a smirk that accompanied the temperamental relationship of two sisters less than two years apart in age. I stomped off in a fuss. Why would I play the violin? Because my sister told me no.

I was walking to violin class in Fifth Grade with an acquaintance. We were talking about what our music teacher asked us to do constantly.

“I never practice.” She admitted with pride.

“Me too.” I shrugged.

I walked into the music room then, greeting a teacher who had dreams of what our small bodies and instruments could become. I had dreams of receiving the most ribbons for playing songs accurately. I had no desire, however, to do the one activity that could help me beam in pride at years end. Why do I play the violin? Because I want shiny accolades on the scroll of my violin.

The eyes of my orchestra director in the seventh grade gleamed with enthusiasm. He took out his cello delicately, displaying a note of care I had never witnessed for an instrument. He proudly adjusted the cuffs of his shirt that only partially covered his inky black tattoo of Maine, and directed the room of curious students to close their eyes and just listen. In the black of my eyelids I saw an eighteen wheeler pass by on a snowy freeway, an ambulance whistle away towards a car accident, the pops of color and satisfaction that adorned Bach’s Cello Suite No. 1. I saw why my hipster, talented, young teacher settled for a low paying teaching job in the middle of a nowhere State. I saw how music can punch one in the gut while embracing all the same. Why do I play the violin? Because I wish to be that in love, that passionate, about music.

I entered the tiny shop of the instrument maker, excitement coloring my rosy cheeks. He asked if I was Grace, if I was here to pick out my own violin. I could only nod. In his main room was a shelf dedicated to the wooden wonders that occupied my Sophomore Year ambitions. I picked a violin after playing through several, shaking fingers attempting to hold the bow steady. It’s tone is sweet, rich and full, pure beautiful sound. A realm of possibilities opened as my parents and I thanked the kind man while he packed up my new possession. No more renting a cheap instrument. I now had a manifestation of the commitment I meant to undertake. Why do I play the violin?  Because there was no turning back now; I have begun to make a reality out of my childhood imagines.

The pianist plays the accompaniment flawlessly in the beautiful recital venue. My knees knock. I can’t get my bow straight; my entire arm is shaking. The solo I had been honing for months unraveled under my tentative left hand. I do not know where I am, I am lost. I stop playing, my heart sinking to my stomach like the weight of the world. I listen raptly. For thirty seconds, the pianist plays on her own. The church is silent in the June heat. I recognize where I am, and jump back into the piece. At the end, I ignore the applause and the praise from family as hot tears find their way to my eyes. I run to the bathroom, heaving quivering sobs of failure. Why do I play the violin? I just don’t know anymore.

I slid to the floor of the dingy basement, putting down my violin and cradling my head in my hands. The metronome still ticks on, the catalyst of my breakdown. Maybe I’m not good enough. If I can’t get up to speed for four measly measures of sixteenth notes, how can I compete with the best for a spot in All-State? I gazed at the instrument, now affectionately named Sylvester, and pushed it away. But then I remember: my middle school teacher who pushed me so hard because he knew I could be better,  exhilarating successes among the shortcomings, hours of practice that have been invested into this one five minute audition. I turn my music binder to a familiar tune. A smile graces my lips as I dwell in the memory. Why do I play the violin? Because it is a release from my torturous thoughts, my favorite language to speak. It is my home, my happy place. It is a shard of my soul.

Part of Grann Argument Essay

Often times authors write many pieces throughout their careers. Certain authors even have clear preferences and write only certain types of genres, or may even keep to one ongoing series of novels. Whatever the case may be, elements are consistently present that make certain writings seem like they are written by the same, or by different authors. Specifically, David Grann’s essays, Trial by Fire, Yankee Comandante, and The Lost City of Z, all have elements that make them appear to be written by Grann.

          Although, one still may argue that these essays seem like they were written by different authors due to aspects that made each essay seem like fiction versus non fiction. The essays about Todd Willingham and the missing explorer in the Amazon, have elements that would be commonly associated with a nonfiction writing, including arson investigation jargon, scientific evidence, facts about the conditions of the Amazon, and realistic information culture of natives. In contrast, Grann’s essay about William Morgan may seem fictitious due to an overload of far-fetched details, such as Morgan running away to the circus, or the fact that Olga was a woman rebel, married an American Castro supporter (Morgan) and later escaped to America. This argument may seem understandable, but it holds no merit. That’s because it is a subjective argument and details or information that seem unrealistic and fictitious to one person, may seem completely realistic to another. Thus, no definite difference in genre between the three essays can be accurately noted based off given detail.

          Truly, when referring to plot these essays are completely unalike. The first is all about an arson based murder trial, the second revolves around the life of an American who took part in the revolution of Cuba, and the last deals with the search of the remains of an explorer and an ancient city. But, when examined closely, it is evident that overarching similar patterns are present in each. This includes similar tone and style including diction and imagery. These widespread similarities in all three essays overpower the differing plots and make it evident that the same author is responsible for all writings.

 

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Trial By Fire

Trial By Fire

Throughout the story Trial by Fire the two major ideas present were children/grief and scientific evidence. In regards to the connection of children/grief to the story comes the overall question of whether or not father Todd Willingham purposefully killed his three children. Though Todd repeatedly states to the police how much he loved and cared for his children, evidence also shows that when angered his temper could lead to the beating of his ex-wife, Stacy. However no reports have been shown that say he has ever laid a finger on his three girls. He was even seen crying for the lives of his daughters, and fighting to get back in the house at the scene of the crime. With these opposing view comes the question of if a so called loving father could have committed the crime of burning his children alive. Until death Todd Willingham, never admits to the crime, not to lawyers, judges, or juries throughout the trial he always stays true to his original story. The problem with all of these pieces of evidence is whether or not they prove that Todd is innocent or if he is simply is grieving his children after the horrible crime he has committed. In reference to scientific evidence, the question of whether Todd Willingham is innocent or not also proves to be a tricky question. One of the biggest hits against Todd which ultimately put him to death were the v shaped burns throughout the floor indicating that Todd had walked through the house spilling a type of gasoline or oil and setting a match to his home. Another hit against a Todd was the findings of V shaped marks under the girls beds instead of just the hallways of the home, proving more evidence that this crime was on purpose instead of a horrible accident. However when scientists attempted to recreate the house burning without gasoline the V shaped marks were still present proving Todd could very well be innocent after all. Unfortunately through an unfair trial Todd was ultimately out to death and the world may never know the true story of what took place.

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