Rachel Carringer Honors English 10 Santiago's Manual of Positive Thinking 1. Never lose optimism or faith in yourself. After Santiago experienced an awful 84 days without catching a fish, he still continues to go out every single day and try. He doesn't establish a sore attitude and doesn't give up. In fact, Santiago even says to Manolin that "Eighty-five is a lucky number," (16) referring to the fact that it would be his 85th day since he'd last caught a fish.
But one day, Yanek could not find Uncle Moshe. Moshe was killed.Yanek was taken to many more concentration camps. In one, he found a misplaced floor board so he and his 3 friends hid under the floor board everyday for about a week. Until, they almost got caught.The next concentration camp they were under the impression they were going to be burned in a gas chamber. But the Natzi’s never turned it on.
I woke up and traditionally watched the parade with my family. We cooked all day, and then the rest of our extended family came over. My one-year-old cousin, Emerson, was there and she kept my occupied. I could not resist her cuteness. I ate way too much food and was in a food coma the rest of the night.
Jurgis’s dad, Dede Antanas, succumbs to the cold and his damp, dangerous working conditions and dies while working in the pickling rooms at a meat factory. The time for the wedding mentioned in the beginning has arrived, and the outcome leaves the poor family with more than one hundred dollars in debt. Afraid of the consequences of not being able to pay it off, more of the family works harder than ever, including Ona in a ham sewing factory, and eventually the young boys of the family as newsboys. Despite this rising debt, Marija’s factory closes and Jurgis is cut back on his hours. Outraged at this unfairness, Jurgis, as well as the rest of the eligible family members, join the Union and start to participate passionately.
Being only twelve, I felt like I was off to a far away galaxy of some sort, not another state, as the idea of being there for an entire week lingered in my mind. It was my first trip to New Jersey, my first time flying, and more importantly, my first extended stay from home. I was prepared for the journey ahead with the opportunities it held, and staying without my parents would lay down a new path into maturity and independence. My attention was focused on the trip and what was to come of it as I boarded the plane for the four hour flight. After arriving in Parsippany from the airport, we exchanged greetings with our grandmother, picked our rooms, and unpacked our bags, knowing this would
He chased our canter all the way out of his village and I waved and cried until he was out of sight. I never knew his name but his face is ever burned in my heart. I had been living selfishly, constantly consumed with myself. Hypocrisy was common to me, because I lived it every day, but that day changed my
MA: I was born in a General Hospital in Louisville, Kentucky on January 17th, 1942. I almost killed my mother when I was born. It took multiple attempts to get me out. My father said my head was so big that I couldn’t fit. I guess that’s why I’m such a boastful guy today!
When Annabel Beam was five years old, her parents became concerned when she threw up constantly. Upon taking their daughter to the hospital, they discovered that Annabel has two rare conditions: pseudo-obstruction motility disorder and antral hypomotility disorder. These intestinal conditions resulted in Annabel’s intestine muscles failing to contract, which ultimately caused the muscles to believe that there was a blockage in her intestines. For the first years of her diagnosis, Annabel and her family prayed and hoped for a miracle. However, Annabel’s conditions continued to worsen.
My mom was surrounded by criminals, people who had killed and raped. Sadly, the continual chaos and the death of my grandfather all contributed to the deterioration of my mother’s health. She eventually had a stroke, was removed from the jail, and was hospitalized for three months. During that time, she was rehabilitated and granted house arrest. Her getting house arrest was huge since she did not had a trial/hearing until her heart attack.
He started telling me how he would move houses and schools but he also told me how he missed his sister and hadn’t seen her in almost a year. That’s when I decided to ask him why. “It is quite simple you see, I’m a foster kid” he replied. “What does that mean, a foster kid?” I asked “Being a foster kid is the worst thing ever, you get bounced around from house to house always getting abused and the worst part is that you are never good enough to stay at one place, I mean I was never even good enough to stay with my own parents that they decided to leave my sister and I alone.” “That is not true I’m sure your parents love you maybe they had their reasons” I replied attempting to make eye contact with him but he was too distracted looking at the floor. “What reason is good enough for someone to leave their kids” he replies in a monotone voice.
i told everyone that i was an exchange student and would only be there for two days. I talked too the coach about being on the team and he said i could start next game. i was so excited and happy that i got to have a payoff day. we drove down on the bus too go too the game and i told all the kids about my life in africa cause i painted myself black. they thought my stories were so cool even though they were all bull shit.
Imagine waking up in the morning to the sound of gunshots and bombs going off. You wipe your dust-caked face, as the airstrike the night before reduced your friend’s house down the street to rubble. Sending the dust of his once beloved house and possessions scattered across your bedroom. You have a sense of urgency in your mind, as you don’t even know if you’ll survive the walk to school. You are a citizen of Aleppo, a city in war-ravaged Syria.
Her husband came home the following day and she informed him of what she had found and he became livid. Edward threatened Mary’s life if she was to tell anyone what she had found and she did not understand why. The next day while her husband was at work she went out to the pig pins and realized the bones were not an animal, they were a humans. Frantically she called the police and they came to investigate the scene. Her husband was taken into custody that evening, and was
I was frantically opening the door as if there was a murderer with a knife behind me. I stopped and realized that I had made the biggest mistake in my life. I ended up locking the door by accident when I left the house. Then I was outside in a scorching hot summer day in San Antonio with no phone, food, or water for 2 hours. Once my parents finally returned to the house my body was littered with bug bites.
He was a wreck his mom was to saddened to see him like this. A few weeks later she had enough so she signed him up for a police officer job. “I don’t want to do this, I’m a failure,” he said with a disappointing look on his face. “C 'mon this a new chapter just try it out,” his mom responded. “Okay but only for a day,” he replied.