Someone told me once while we were just starting out with her research that there was no desire to learn about one side of her family. She believed that their influence would be just as bad in death as it was while they were living. And their legacy was one that she didn't want her children to inherit. It took a while for the light bulb to go on. But she eventually acknowledged that she couldn't rewrite history, and her family could learn a lot from it.
I did what I could, but it just wasn 't good enough. Of course, my parents wanted me to not go through that but there was nothing they could do. Quite honestly, I am glad that they couldn 't do anything about it, that was just something I had to go through. They could only be there to comfort me when I needed it. Going through that was not fun, but it made me grow and it developed my character and identity.
I did all of this so he would come back to me and my mom but he never did so I thought to myself I could go back to who I was before or just stay the way I am I thought very long and hard about it and I just decided to stay the person I am now. Both me and my mom went through this stage of depression and it was really hard for us but we got through it together and still at this time I didn’t really care for my mom
However, her actions left me and my younger sister to fend for ourselves whenever things at home are rocky. To protect my younger sister, I invested my time and efforts to her and as always, she is my pride and joy. She's doing so much better than my older sister and I. On 2012, my grandfather died and I have been hating myself ever since. I was supposed to be with him but I felt lazy and decided not to go.
Eveline had two brothers, but the one brother had died and the other went away: " Ernest was dead and Harry, who was in the church decorating business, was nearly always down somewhere in the country” (Joyce). This shows that Eveline has no siblings to take care of as her mother had wanted her too. Her brother, Harry, has moved away so she feels the need that "She was going to go away like the others, to leave her home” (Joyce). Eveline had to grow up and learn to be responsible as she had to take care of the family. In "Missing Pieces in Joyce 's Dubliners" explains the role Eveline had to portray, "The young woman knows from her own life and the life of her mother that the job of wife can be mean and unrewarding, and that marriage can be hell for a woman, a brutalized life " 'of commonplace sacrifices closing in final craziness '" (French 40).
Although there was the time needed for the parents to mourn the death of their child, they were not promised any. Within the same day of their sons death, they had events and tasks that needed their attention. Life waits for no one and has a pace of its own. The humming sound adds to their disturbing theme of the call, when life calls you just have to answer. The baker calls and repeat the name of the recently deceased child “Scotty”.
The siblings parents had died when they were younger and they had been together since then. They were unwilling to split up and have only one of them join the army, so they fought side by side until the brother died. Other women tried to become a daughter of the regiment.These women were like a “mascot”. They provide moral support for the soldiers, but they did see a great deal of action. These women were similar to other women soldier, but did half of the fighting and did not have to wear a
However, my grandmother was only so young she didn’t know how to fend for herself so she had to learn. Moreover, I couldn’t relate to what my great grandmother went through.After hearing this I read articles about child soldiers. I came across two articles “Armed & Underaged” by Jeffrey Gettleman plus “The Charge: Genocide” by Lydia Polgreen.I can tell justice will never be done for anyone in the late 1900’s through the early 2000’s. I know this because there was the killing of certain ethnic groups. Also, people weren’t paid for certain jobs they worked for.
I dropped out of school when my mother died to fend for my younger siblings. On one particular Mother’s Day, I remembered what my mother said a day before her demise. She said, for you to change our predicament, you must be educated; she went further to say she could not take care of us because her past generation never went to school. The thought was popping up on my mind on that Mother’s Day. Instantly, something inside of me shifted, I could not concentrate again, I went to my uncle for financial help to continue my education.
I didn't push it, though. Last time we wanted to get together, I had to beg her mother to let her come out to play, but I gave up on trying. We love Stacy, but she'll never see the light of freedom. Moreover, I do not want to see the sight of jail because what her mother is doing is getting me irate. My mother could never steal my freedom like that; she was my age once, so she ignores me.