Ok everyone, This is an emergency. After realizing how shitty my grades are, it's time to start doing homework. However I'm stuck on this assignment...

"Mkgmaddog: like the person who marveled at the waterfowl or turnedto nautre for answers about death, describe a time when you learned a lesson from nature... "

"Mkgmaddog: be detailed and a little phisophic too. it has to be a page long"

This is in reference to some poems written by william cullent bryant.

I know this may not be religion, but I'm stuck on this shit, because nature has never really taught me any lessons. So if anyone wants to write something up, or has already thought about this or whatever, then help me out please. Oh yeah, it's due tommorow.

I feel compelled to help you because my name is also sean.

However, I also feel compelled to not write your paper for you, because I am lazy.

If you live in the northern hemisphere you are heading into winter right now. So this is real simple. Go outside take a look at the trees with their fallen leaves, the dead flowers, maybe you will see some fury animal trying to find shelter from the coming cold. Who knows, after that, you might think about a pet that has passed on or is getting old, a relative who has died, anything that has death in it(the poem) and relate it to what you saw outside. Oh yeah, check out a spider web while you are out there, there is a good source of death.

Anyway that was a very very paltry amount of help, I apologize.

Yeah, I'm basically looking for someone to write the thing for me, good try though.

good luck

I wrote a true story.........

Nature has never really taught me any lessons. So I went on an excursion this weekend to "get learned" by the mother herself. Twas not pleasant.

I started out my trek in the deep shadows of the Bull Mountain forest. Which is basically the remnants of an old forest in Tigard that was raped by major housing developers in order to build excruciatingly high priced houses for the likes of Trailblazers and Intel upper management of the area. I started this hike with only a backpack containing a banana, an apple, a water bottle, five peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and a bag of jalepeno cheese curls (truly the pinnacle of natures glory).

And so the quest began. I started walking along the gravel/mud path. Constantly looking, questioning, seeking natures lessons. I asked a mighty and ancient tree, an inquisitive and disease stricken toad, the majestic grasshopper, almost every creature under God's blazing sun. But none of them could teach me anything. The tree was too old, it could barely talk, arthritis had spread to it's mouth opening (a.k.a the knot in the trunk). The toad was sick, it was all warty and had a horribly sore throat. I couldn't even understand it, because it's voice was so rumbly. The grasshopper was just plain snobbish. It just sat there and twiddled it's thumbs, or in this case, it's hind legs.

I had begun to think that this endevour was foolish, that I would never find the answers I sought. Then out of nowhere, a clinking, metalic sound began to drum away in the distance. The sound seemed to get closer, and closer. It was reminiscent of Poe's "Tell-tale Heart". Surrounding me, submerging me into it's deep, trance-like cadence. Soon enough, I found the source.

The creator of this clanking was the ugliest dog I have ever seen, with an owner to match. Mangy doesn't begin to describe this dog. I don't think there are words in the english lanuage to describe this dog, but I'll attempt. I started with www.thesaurus.com, (http://www.thesaurus.com,) to see what deep crevices of vocabulary the information superhighway could delve into. This mutt, among other things was animal, appalling, awful, bad-looking, beast, deformed, disfigured, dog, dogface, foul, frightful, grisly, gross, grotesque, grungy, haglike, hard-featured, hideous, homely, horrid, ill-favored, loathsome, misshapen, monstrous, pig, plain, plug, repelling, repugnant, repulsive, revolting, unbeautiful, uncomely, uninviting, unlovely, unprepossessing, unseemly, and unsightly.

I couldn't comprehend the utter disgust and vehement distaste that this mongrel propagated within my deepest core. What could this mean? What greater force could have ever lead me upon such a dire path of fate? Why does God let bad things happen to good people? The questions bolted through my head, faster than dark matter sweeping into the vacuum of a black hole. Then I realized. Epiphany. Revelation.

And so was the lesson I had searched for.

The world's an ugly place.



Just wrote it on the spot, should be ok.

The nature of the world can be compaired very closely to the nature of the human mind. You could focus on this.

For instance, the pressure in a volcanoe will continue to build until it can't take any more and it'll erupt, just like anger.

Or how you need to put so much effort into clmbing a mountain, but then it's ten times easier to get back to the bottom, just like success.

I think nature has core concepts that apply not only to the physical side of life but also the spiritual.

Sean my friend you have come up with a baddass story, I laughed, I cried, I got a bit bored with all the adjectives. I hope your teacher enjoys it as well.

why didn't you argue that everything is nature? isn't it? that anything you've ever learned was learnt from nature... learning is nature, the seen the sawe dand the sawer

quote:Originally posted by ---Beany---:

The nature of the world can be compaired very closely to the nature of the human mind. You could focus on this.

That's something I was going to suggest, well something like that. The whole Autumn and dead leaves thing sounds a bit primary school to me. Go for something a bit adventurous, you might end up impressing someone.