Inside Out and Back Again Imagine if you had to leave your home, the place you know and love, all your memories good and bad. If you had to live in an entirely different place with completely different cultures. Everything would appear, flipped inside out. Thousands of refugees go through this everyday. In the nonfiction texts “Children of War” by Arthur Brice, “Refugee Children in Canada’s Searching for identity” by Ana Marie Fantino and Alice Colak, and the novel Inside Out and Back Again by Thanhha Lai, the common experiences of refugees are shown.
When I saw Wayne Thiebaud’s painting, Pie Counter, I immediately started to think about the first time I saw a table full of desserts and the pleasure I felt. Every Sunday or every other Sunday, my church would serve food to the members of the church after our long church service. I was always eager to race down stairs so that I could see the great table of desserts every child in my church would fantasize about. However, each time I tried to run downstairs, someone would always call me to do something. I could not disobey the elders at my church, so I would happily obey them, in hope of seeing the glorious table of desserts upon returning.
With all this going on we forgot all about father’s day, and we figured he probably won’t even want to celebrate because it will be his the first “Father’s Day” without his dad. Even though, we thought our dad wouldn’t be in the mood to celebrate father’s day, he actually showed us and told us that we can’t be upset forever because it is apart of life and that we are all going to “have to go” someday. He told us the exact same thing his father told him before. It was a very fun family get together, all my brothers and sisters were there to spend time and celebrate together as a family with my
Granted, the day came when they were both with their babysitter enjoying a delicious plate of chicken with carrot that his grandmother had prepared. However, Jonathan was amazed that his babysitter was not eating this extravagant plate. Did she not like chicken? he wondered. So, he finally asked her why she wasn’t eating the chicken with his brother and himself.
One appeal used in Rosetta Stone ads is logos, which contributed to the idea that language can be a huge impact to life verbally. Rosetta stone persuaded their audience by including loaded words into their advertisements. In ad #3, a farm boy wants to impress an Italian supermodel so Rosetta Stone’s presented their new version of software by describing it as “the fastest and easiest way to learn Italian”. Rosetta Stone uses the appeal, logos, by using loaded words to create the effect that their language learning software is the fastest and easiest way to learn a language than any other company. The company believes that a supermodel wouldn’t think highly of a farm boy because of how distinct they are.
As Geneva is laying on her death bed she started to talk but doesn't consciously know what she's saying. "'It isn't fair to your father, I shouldn't have married him'...'Such a ridiculous- wast of years'" (Carr 142). Saranell heard this come out of Geneva's mouth even if Geneva didn't realize she said this it probably hurt Saranell's feelings. Even though Saranell was somewhat neglected by her mother, she still looks up to her and probably wants to be like her. Children look up to their parents and want to be like them and look at them as their hero.
Although, she has dents on her, she won the soccer game. After all, her friends high fived each other and started to brag to the other teams. All in all, it was an excellent game. Therefore, I know Flurry had the finest time ever.
I was looking forward to doing nothing but eat, sleep, shop, and hang out with friends and family. The first thing I did when I got home was go to my favorite restaurant—Glory Days Grill. I got a huge over of boneless chicken wings and cheese fries. This was something that I had missed a lot at college and craved almost everyday. Next, I went and said hi to all of my closest girl friends and their mothers.
The secret seems to be the only thing that allows for all the citizens to be able to live in paradise. Is there a right price for paradise? Le Guin starts out by describing the Utopian society. She very graphically describes the beauty of the city, “In the streets between houses with red roofs and painted walls, between old moss-grown gardens and under avenues of trees, past great parks and public buildings,” (Le Guin, 136). Le Guin also cleverly introduces the happiness of society, “Children dodged in and out, their high calls rising like the swallows ' crossing flights, over the music and the singing,” (136).
When I visit her and her family, I observe all the love she pours out into her children, and it is a beautiful thing. She treats her children just like she treated me when we were younger, and I cannot help but smile every time I see it happen. I look at the children's smiling faces as they dance around the hallways, filled with excitement and glee. I am inspired to become a mother just like Danaka is. I watch her fill up her children's mind with imagination and wonder.