Introduction As a young child, I was very shy with a giant heart. I thought the best in everyone and was anxious about others and whether or not they liked me. I lived in a small town up until I turned ten years old, living with my biological and abusive, absent parents. I was a good student, afraid to fail and upset my mother. Although shy, I loved my friends and siblings and thought the best in every situation. It wasn’t until I grew older and received the guidance and outside perspective of my adopted mom that I realized how awful my home life was. I’ve since begun analyzing my behaviors and emotions that ran through my mind as a child to realize how to overcome the abuse I’d endured. The six books I’ve chosen as mirrors identify the emotions and behaviors I see myself having at a young age of nine or ten years old. Though I might not have realized why I was the way I was back then, I know now that I have developed into the woman I am today because of my home life and experiences as a child. According to …show more content…
Looking at this book was difficult for me. The illustrations were very bright and eye-catching, though less realistic than those in Why Are You So Sad because the main character is a dragon named Spark. Spark is a young dragon who loves to play tail-ball with his mum and dad and baby sister, Flame. Both dragons become very sad when mum and dad start fighting all of the time, and when they are injured, they go to live with Serena, a foster dragon. I was never officially put into the system or foster care, however I relate to Spark and Flame because when my parents hurt me, I found solace in the arms of another caring mother-figure. Like Serena, my new mom helped me understand the situation and my emotions, and she helped me learn how to cope with them. I relate to Spark because he encounters confusion when it comes to loving his abusive mum and my emotional unease is similar to
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This story creates an emotional appeal to the fellow parents that are reading this passage. Parents emotionally connect to stories involving children. Children are extremely powerful for making people feel. The reality finally starts to set
The Struggles of Depression Jeannette Walls wrote The Glass Castle that told the story of the obstacles she was able to overcome during her childhood. Her childhood was not the typical childhood. She moved around alot and was not able to count on a meal everyday. Her father was an alcoholic.
In the memoir, Abandoned, written by Anya Peters, the central idea is that a person can can overcome their hardships from the past, although it might not be easy. The author comes to realizes, “I was like a terrified child, trying to keep herself invisible so that no one would send her away” (Peters 334). Anya grew up with an abusive uncle and parents that could not keep her. She only ever wanted to feel like she belonged which leads her to spiral into decisions that were not well thought out and another abusive relationship. Now she is a full grown adult living in her car and she has no idea how to help herself cope with her past, and carry on in the future.
He was rounding home plate, the small crowd was going wild. The Lombardi 's Pizza little league team had just won their first game; my mother was ecstatic, my father was underwhelmed per usual. I wasn’t aware of either of those facts though, because I had been sitting behind the dugout reading to all of my friend’s little siblings “Boo to You, Winnie the Pooh”. Most 9 year old boys ignored the bored younger siblings that were forced to be present at the team’s games - but I wanted them to be happy, and in turn I knew I would be happy. I’ve always loved people, my earliest memory is from when I was 5 years old and noticed a woman with twins.
Born into a disjointed family, I was used as a pointed edge of a knife between parents whose primary focus seemed to be gutting out each other's ego. However, I was left wounded with lengthy gashes stretching across my psyche. Such torture left me crawling back and forth, trying to make sense of their manipulation. Each time I became increasingly unsure of my belonging. After all, being told by either, let alone both parents, not to trust one or the other was traumatizing.
In this novel Dave Pelzer is the child that is being severely abused by his mother. He writes an incredible story of survival. Through his trials and tribulations growing up in a household that consisted of nothing but abuse and disappointment. He has shown the world how abuse can truly go unnoticed. In this story he shows how mind over matter can allow you to continue on under the direst conditions and with perseverance and what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger.
We had to grow up quickly and understand what was going on around us. I knew we lived in a depressed environment, but I didn’t have any connection to anyone outside of our communities that could confirm or deny our situation. I can recall one spring when my mother’s Uncle Puddin came from New York to visit us. He talked about many things that was new to us. When he left, my oldest sister who was on school break went to spend the summer of ‘62” with him and his wife.
Therefor describing the pain and suffering that caused her to erase her external face little by little. Through the use of metaphor Tan paints a vivid picture of a person’s internal suffering. In conclusion Tan’s style of writing is recognizable to the general public because she writes about universal themes, such as the mother-daughter relationship and the struggle a mother faces to be accepted into her child’s adult life. Tan uses narrative and metaphor for her younger readers to understand the parent’s perspective and for her older readers to appreciate the child’s perspective.
Child abuse will tear out the heart of a young adolescent. In Dave Pelzer’s book A Child Called “It” , courage was displayed by Dave to overcome his alcoholic mother's wrongdoing. The quote in the prompt, “ I’ve learned that fear limits you and your vision. It serves as blinders to what may be just a few steps down the road for you. The journey is valuable, but believing in your talents, your abilities, and your self-worth can empower you to walk down an even brighter path.
All I know is I must resist the temptation to divulge what had made me a recluse and human-repellent woman. I better not give you the wrong side of the stick first. Besides, my parents wouldn’t like to read that either. They are depressingly optimistic about me and the great things I’ll achieve in my life, though I keep them worrified most of the times. My parents, I tell you, are always depressingly optimistic, especially my mother.
My childhood was lost because of this, but since coming out a new world has opened. When I started my freshman year of high school I was quiet, extremely introverted, depressed, and always anxious. I didn’t how to make friends, I had no friends, and I was at a new school. My world was turned upside down, but for the first time in my life, I could be who I wanted to be, which was myself. I didn’t want to trapped inside myself anymore and didn’t want to be afraid of what the world could do to me.
The air turned black all around me and suddenly wasn’t in my room, in my little house in my little town of rosewood. As a little girl I always wanted out, I didn’t fit in I never did. In addition I always knew I was different, I use to walk around like everything was fine, but deep down inside nothing ever made sense. I thought I was normal,I looked normal, I walked normal, I spoke normal, but I wasn’t normal. However everyone saw me as just another little girl, but little did they, or I know I was nothing near normal.
I had an extremely good home-life. My parents were happily married and were never abusive towards me or each other. They always encouraged me to keep an open mind and to respect other cultures and religions. I’ve always been keen on learning things. When I was little my favorite TV shows weren’t on Disney or Nickelodeon,
My story of my childhood is not to get pity from anybody; my story is empowering! The struggle and the hard times of my childhood gave me the desire for more. My mother inspired me to fight for what I want, to struggle for what I need, to dream for tomorrow because it just might be a little brighter than today and to make the not so bright days’ worth