Soon after reading the three- student produced essays, I realized when it came to imagery and establishing a perfect scenery, there was no challenge. “Painting with Neil” took the gold . . . and the silver and the bronze. The details and emotions expressed throughout the full two and half pages make the reader feel like, none other than Neil, himself. Sure most of us don’t speak the way he does, “Boy, I’m parched,” or continuously travel through mood swings, but we all can relate to him. I mean who enjoys a “burnt hot dog [that] doesn’t have enough ketchup,” I know I don’t. I also know that several of us have to deal with not having “an insanely late curfew” making us miss the best parts of the night or game and then having to hear about it through a friend who doesn’t comprehend the fact that we’re not listening. What makes S.L.’s essay different from the rest is that you not only can picture the soccer game and each and every event that takes place, but you get to know the main character, Neil Rajdev, a true- heroic fighter when it comes to the “sophomores.” Now the reader gets two perspectives of the breathtaking game, one from a random third party and one through Neil’s eyes. After reading “painting with Neil” three more times, slowly grasping each and every word used, I recognized that it is so beautifully written essay that I picture it being used as an example for years and years to come.
Your picture works with what the author was trying to say.
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