She didn’t puke because she had the flu or ate something bad at lunch, the puke represents her emotions. Over the years, she has witnessed the awful bullying and feels terrible. The guilt has only built and built over the years. Somehow, it needs to come out one way or another. She has tried to hold it in but Bradie is in a state of disaster, and she can’t hold her silence any
There was about 3,989 soldiers who got sick, and 1800 of them who died. Next, in Document C (Diary of Dr. Albigence) there was bad food and it was getting very cold causing soldiers to freeze. Also, they ran out of meat and everybody was throwing up, this was a vary disturbing time. Last, in Document B(Painting by William Henry Powell) the painting shows that the people staying in Valley Forge aren 't doing so well. Also, they look ready to fight because
They ended up in a railway yard with nothing to eat or drink for two days, they were starving when they got on the boat and anything in their stomachs was evacuated due to sea sickness, they were barely alive, there were some deaths on the train. Ivan’s sister had a young baby who continually cried, this possibly saved their lives as the police came to investigate. After they had been fed and cleaned they were on their way again, this time they went to what used to be a prisoner of war camp in Sicily, there were double rows of bard wire all around, here they stayed for two days. They were then taken to Egypt by ship, on the way Ivan’s sister contacted typhus, she was removed from the ship as soon as they arrived in Port Said. They continued to the Red Sea to a place called El Kharatha from here they were taken by truck to El Shatt, this was a terrible place.
Suddenly, the sergeant calls out that he needs a volunteer for sentry duty. I don’t know what that is, but you are also sick of being in this trench. I choose to volunteer for sentry duty and later find out what sentry duty was a guard that prevents the passage of unauthorized people, I thought it would not be that bad, the war was very ugly, we did not get paid good we got paid $33 dollars a month, we ran out of supplies, rain was our worst nightmare, it was very muddy, our foots were soaked in water, they would off our feet because they had virus, bacteria, disease that would have
Have you ever experienced a horrible day and thought that no one could be having a day as dreadful as yours? Well, you could be having a horrible day, but it’s probably nothing compared to the challenges Salva Mawien Dut Ariik had to face. In the book, Salva needed to face challenges like surviving through the Akobo desert, Living in refugee camps, and losing his family for about 19 years. To begin with, Salva spent three full days in the Akobo Desert. He needed to survive through many challenges.
His words were “I’m sorry, but he didn’t make it. Justice, his mom, and his sister burst into tears they couldn’t believe it. Justice knew he had to stay strong for his mom and sister. A few days went by and they were still sad and making funeral arrangements. All that kept running through Justice mind was saying his last goodbye to his dad, and now he was going to have to be the man of the
Things have become so atrocious that George Washington had to ask the Congressional Committee for more money. I doubt they have any to give, for they are more focused on the bigger picture, rather than a few deteriorated soldiers (Doc B). Dr.Waldo wrote in his journal, “A general cry thro’ the camp this evening among the soldiers, “No meat! No meat!” -The distant vales echoed back the melancholy sound- “No meat! No meat!” This tells how us soldiers have been starving for quite a while now, and most of us are done dealing with the hardships.
This is shown in the quote, “I was thinking of my father. He must have suffered more than I did.” (Wiesel 56). Death was an everyday thing in concentration camps. It was inevitable for some, and people barely grieved anymore. Wiesel knew that if he dwelled on death too much, he would never get out alive, so he was basically numb the entire time.
Who isn’t scared of one? You and I, we all are - it could become so deadly. I was on the field fighting the night before, we stood together, our spirits linked. The next morning, I was stretched out in an anonymous place where I heard people crying, sobbing. I realised that I couldn’t move my legs anymore- not even if somebody poured lava on it.
You dread every birthday simply because that is another year older and that’s means your closer to death. You’re now focusing on the day where the complete loss of physical and metal awareness of aging will take your way from the world. You might not become miserable and depressed. As we plow through this were constantly worrying, realizing that no one deserves to endure this pain. Whatever it is that takes your life, hoping that it’s a peaceful painless way, is right around the corner “Then it was all dark, and his white crib and the dim faces that moved above him, and the warm sweet aroma of the milk, faded out altogether from his mind” (Fitzgerald, 2010, P. 205).
It was Thanksgiving day and my dad had woken up my 2nd grade self, and my 3rd grade brother, Trevor. He told us that we were going to GAC to help serve homeless people, I groaned and put my clohes on. When we actually go to Gac, I was so surprised there was so many peple there, all waiting for a Thanksgiving meal to be served. It was shocking to see all of the homeless right there in front of me. At first, I was very uncomfortable, and scared to talk to anyone.
They are in that moment, at that time, in that place. They have no cares in the world they are only interested in what they are doing right in that moment. However for most this is not an easy thing to come by, but when its is found its can be enjoyable for some or it can be calming time for others. I have experienced
An unexpected turn for the worst, the destroyer of lives, a mega disaster. But most call it Depression. And as with anyone else, it came out of nowhere and hit hard. And to this day it’s a thing that’s been bothering me every waking moment of my life. Depression.