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ESSENCE







"In philosophy, ESSENCE, is the atribute or set of attributes that make an object or substance what it fundamentally is, and which it has by necessity, and without which it loses its identity. Essence is contrasted with accident: a property that the object or substance has contingently, without which the substance can still retain its identity. The concept orginates with Aristotle, who used the Greek expression to ti en einai, literally 'the what it was to be', or sometimes the shorter phrase to it esti, literally 'the what it is,' for the same idea. This phrase presented such difficulties for his Latin translators that they coined the word essentia to represent the whole expression. For Aristotle and his scholastic followers the motion of essence is closely linked to that of definition (horismos)."







Saturday, May 14, 2011

TESTS AND PARENTS- by Joyce Lee Wong- Seeing Emily

Our geometry tests came back


the week after Thanksgiving break.


Even as I sat with my friends at lunch


I could still see my grade:


a negative image


like a spot of harsh light


that lingers on the back of your lids


even when you close your eyes,


C.



Worse than the grade


was knowin


I could have done better


If I'd studied,


instead of spending so much time


with Nick


the weekend before the test.



"A C isn't bad, Emily." Nina said consolingly.


Liz rolled her eyes and said, "What is this,


the first C ever


in the history of Emily Wu?"


Unlike me, Liz had a natural talent


for math and science,


so I assumed she'd done well on the test.



I was sure of it when she said,


"Don't feel bad, Emily. It was a difficult proof."


I thought I heard a slightly victorious note


in her voice, but I was too caught up


in anticipating my parents' reaction to my grade


to give it much thought just then.



"Are you okay, Emily?"


Nina was looking at me with concern.



I forced a smile and said, "I'm fine.


I just don't think my parents


will be too happy about my test."



"At least they care enough


to be angry about your grades," Nina said quietly.



I looked at her, surprised.


"Your parents care about you."



"They do." Nina said. "But these days


they're more wrapped up in other things."


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