and here he was projecting his thoughts and memories for everyone to see with his projector…. sad and happy stories, his life in pictures…. now we know him even better and love him even more
The projector’s light was dim and yellow. The image on the screen was shaky and hard to properly make out, but there was no mistaking its star: that was definitely Dr. Tom, the physics teacher and a woman who was not his wife.
If I had a projector that could materialize you here, I would never turn it off. If only it could take us to my city, on a foggy day, on a steep street –
Ella Emma Em
School. Teacher. Science teacher. crazy scientist. gets the class into trouble. explosion. police. Who’s to blame? teacher accuses students. they find a basement that was hidden
Flashing lights peppered the sheet. The projector was on the blitz again, she thought. She hammered her fist into the top of the projector and something fell with a clank to the floor.
Stella Winters
Slide projectors, the transparency projectors, and now digital image projectors that function seemingly by thought alone. How far we have come in our ability to take our ideas and our visions and put them large scale where we can share them with anyone.
Taylor
She set up the projector and someone turned out the lights and then everyone quieted down. She clicked through her images and said a few words about each. At the end, everyone felt sad but also somehow like they had witnessed something that got to the core of things in a way that none of them could explain but that nonetheless left them more open to the world.
James Wilson
She clicked to the next slide and nervously scanned the room. Most eyes were on her. A few were taking notes. A few more on their cellphones. At least one was clearly dozing off. Okay. You can’t expect to please everyone.
1projector = placing real others Just echoing capture to on reflective
Garz
The projector was tormenting me. It was showing me that I was a monster. No, it wasn’t showing me, I already knew I was a monster. It was just making me have to realize it all the time.
Ella
the projector is very useful in a conference room we sit around it to watch the maps
The projector sat on the broken tree trunk as it displayed a cheesy chick flick I recognized. I turned to Tyler as he stood behind me with a crooked smile and I laughed with tears in my eyes.
“You did this for me?!” I cupped my mouth with my fingers. He approached me slowly and chuckled
“Of course I did, you know I’d do anything for you.” He hooked his finger underneath my chin and brought his soft lips to mine.
Sarah Hillman
in my university have a projector and every day my teachers use and we learn about our matters.
marianne
A thing that displays something on a screen, though in my case its a very thin screen used in my old school. Ha, they called it a smart board, we all called it the dumb board though…
solara
Only way to see slides, my childhood memories,family days and dressing up fun, all worthy of capture on film my sisters and me with Dad and Mum
Anywonder
memory after memory clicked onto the screen. She couldn’t bear it, but she also couldn’t tear her eyes away. This was her life, with him, all 20 years of it, clicking away in front of her. They say your life flashes before your eyes when you die, she wasn’t the one dying, it felt that way nonetheless.
and here he was projecting his thoughts and memories for everyone to see with his projector…. sad and happy stories, his life in pictures…. now we know him even better and love him even more
The projector’s light was dim and yellow. The image on the screen was shaky and hard to properly make out, but there was no mistaking its star: that was definitely Dr. Tom, the physics teacher and a woman who was not his wife.
If I had a projector that could materialize you here, I would never turn it off. If only it could take us to my city, on a foggy day, on a steep street –
School. Teacher. Science teacher. crazy scientist. gets the class into trouble. explosion. police. Who’s to blame? teacher accuses students. they find a basement that was hidden
Flashing lights peppered the sheet. The projector was on the blitz again, she thought. She hammered her fist into the top of the projector and something fell with a clank to the floor.
Slide projectors, the transparency projectors, and now digital image projectors that function seemingly by thought alone. How far we have come in our ability to take our ideas and our visions and put them large scale where we can share them with anyone.
She set up the projector and someone turned out the lights and then everyone quieted down. She clicked through her images and said a few words about each. At the end, everyone felt sad but also somehow like they had witnessed something that got to the core of things in a way that none of them could explain but that nonetheless left them more open to the world.
She clicked to the next slide and nervously scanned the room. Most eyes were on her. A few were taking notes. A few more on their cellphones. At least one was clearly dozing off. Okay. You can’t expect to please everyone.
1projector = placing real others Just echoing capture to on reflective
The projector was tormenting me. It was showing me that I was a monster. No, it wasn’t showing me, I already knew I was a monster. It was just making me have to realize it all the time.
the projector is very useful in a conference room we sit around it to watch the maps
The math teacher couldn’t get the projector to work, so he asked the head IT worker to check on it. Of course, when she arrived, he scoffed.
“I wanted the head IT worker,” he growled, “and not some pretty little intern.”
The IT lead smiled. “Well, then,” she replied. “You can just take your projector and stick it where the sun don’t shine, then.”
The students oohed at her sass.
the world is a screen for The Projector
his demons the stars, him the director
The projector sat on the broken tree trunk as it displayed a cheesy chick flick I recognized. I turned to Tyler as he stood behind me with a crooked smile and I laughed with tears in my eyes.
“You did this for me?!” I cupped my mouth with my fingers. He approached me slowly and chuckled
“Of course I did, you know I’d do anything for you.” He hooked his finger underneath my chin and brought his soft lips to mine.
in my university have a projector and every day my teachers use and we learn about our matters.
A thing that displays something on a screen, though in my case its a very thin screen used in my old school. Ha, they called it a smart board, we all called it the dumb board though…
Only way to see slides, my childhood memories,family days and dressing up fun, all worthy of capture on film my sisters and me with Dad and Mum
memory after memory clicked onto the screen. She couldn’t bear it, but she also couldn’t tear her eyes away. This was her life, with him, all 20 years of it, clicking away in front of her. They say your life flashes before your eyes when you die, she wasn’t the one dying, it felt that way nonetheless.