I need help writing this into an essay. It's a memoir and I'm not so good at writing them. I found an old photograph where I was drawing a picture. The person who took the photo was my dad, and I (the little artist) was drawing characters. I've been drawing ever since I can remember. I loved it then I love art now. The photo was taken when I was eight years old and I asked my dad about that day because I couldn't remember what I was doing. He told me it was a project I had been working on for weeks, and that he practically had to drag me away to get me to take a break. To this day that is something that happens, if I have a project I do my best to finish it. This tells me that I can be determined as a person and that I can be creative. Being a creative person and working on projects before a deadline makes me have a big imagination over everything I do.

Read the two excerpts from act 4, scene 3, and act 5, scene 5, of julius caesar. cassius. ha! portia? brutus. she is dead. cassius. how scaped i killing when i crossed you so? o insupportable and touching loss! upon what sickness? brutus. impatient of my absence, and grief that young octavius with mark antony have made themselves so strong—for with her death that tidings came. with this, she fell distraught, and, her attendants absent, swallowed fire. brutus. why this, volumnius. the ghost of caesar hath appeared to me two several times by night—at sardis once, and this last night, here in philippi fields. i know my hour is come. volumnius. not so, my lord. brutus. nay, i am sure it is, volumnius. thou seest the world, volumnius, how it goes. our enemies have beat us to the pit, [low alarums] it is more worthy to leap in ourselves than tarry till they push us. good volumnius, thou know’st that we two went to school together. even for that, our love of old, i prithee, hold thou my sword hilts, whilst i run on it. . so fare you well at once, for brutus’ tongue hath almost ended his life’s history. night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would rest, that have but laboured to attain this hour. . i prithee, strato, stay thou by thy lord. thou art a fellow of a good respect. thy life hath had some smatch of honour in it. hold then my sword, and turn away thy face while i do run upon it. wilt thou, strato? which statement best compares brutus’s remarks at the death of his wife, portia, to his words before his own death? brutus shows more sadness for portia’s death than he does for his own. brutus is more philosophical about his own death than he is about portia’s. brutus uses more imagery when speaking about portia’s death than about his own. brutus reacts more matter-of-factly about his own death than he does about portia’s.

1. in the bold portion of the narrative, the author tries to use a flashback to develop tension. however, the flashback does not create tension. rewrite the flashback scene so it develops tension right at the beginning of the story. (15 points)

Match each poem to its form either free verse or blank verse