The Rise of Daniel Hale Williams Daniel Hale Williams III was an extraordinary African American surgeon. Dr. Williams, the son of a barber, was a free African American born during the 1800s to Daniel Hale Williams II and Sarah Williams. Dr. Williams’ family was heavily impacted by the ongoing history at the time. Furthermore, Dr. Williams’ ancestors were slaves. Daniel’s ancestors on both sides were a mixture of European, Native American, and African American.
In the film Lalee’s Kin, the school superintendent Reggie Barnes, described Tallahatchie county schools as being the worse of worse because they were a level 1 school according to the ITBS. As he pointed out, the system was built to fail these children. He partly blamed the state for not taking responsibility to provide him with the funds needed to hire more qualified teachers and purchase school supplies need to teach their students. He advocated for adequate and identical educational opportunities for students within his school district as the rest of Delta school district had. The state threatened to take over the schools if there was no improvement.
Throughout my whole life, it’s always just been my mother and I. My parents weren’t divorced, but my father worked on a container ship as a Chief Engineer. As a child I watched the movie The Titanic, I saw the ship slowly sink into the ocean, leaving little survivors. Even though my father did not work on a luxury passenger ship, he still worked on the sea, which history has proven to be dangerous and unforgiven to a simple mistake. But despite this knowledge, I also believed my father would be safe, there was absolutely no chance that harm would come his way.
The Mississippi never freezes over. I guess that’s why everybody claimed it to be a miracle. I was already missing the Beautiful City by the time my new leather boots set foot on the frozen river. Months before the journey Momma was already sewing us new clothes and saving her coins to purchase us boots from the tailor. Leaving Nauvoo, was one of the hardest things I’ve done.
We head off to college. As Liam and I are heading to college we are talking about what we want to do when we get older. And Liam tells me that he wants to travel the world and make adventures. And I tell Liam that I want to also travel the world and become a writer. Music starts playing and we start jamming out to the music.
All things in life can be enjoyable but also unexpected. Everyone has their own natural high. My natural high is riding my dirt bike. Even though riding my dirt bike is fun, it can also be very dangerous. It is very important to always wear safety gear while operating an off-road vehicle.
Auburn’s Nature I moved to Auburn when I was just 4 years old, that was 15 years ago. A young child living in a little old town with lots and lots of nothing. At that time Auburn didn’t have a whole lot of chained businesses or places to go when you got bored. It was a very simple small town, nothing fancy at the time.
For hundreds of years women have been restricted to roles tied to the household and family, while the men have been deemed the breadwinners or sole income for the family and household. During the 1930s, the United States went through an economic crisis known as the Great Depression caused by the crash of the stock market and affected families across the country. During this time, Oklahoma, Texas, and a few surrounded states were hit by massive dust storms that swept across acres of farmland and agriculture, nicknaming this time the “Dirty Thirties”(wiki). The storms occurred because the states were experiencing a drought and the farmers were unaware of how to properly care for their land under these conditions, causing clouds of dust to surround
The Unseen I’m sitting in the car with my mom in the driver seat. Holding casual conversation, when she mentioned something about my sister, Khighla. She said that she had run away from home in Missouri and she hadn’t come home in a couple days. Giving her a worried look she reassured me that hopefully everything was okay and that she would be home soon if not that day. I went to bed that night crying.
Personal Narrative As a blossoming adolescent at the innocent age of eleven, my most prominent concerns were sneaking makeup past my mother, adapting to the overwhelming ecosystem that was sixth grade, and figuring out which cat-themed T-shirt I would purchase with my birthday money. My twelfth birthday came and went; I had a small party at which my friends and I watched Napoleon Dynamite and ate pizza. The doorbell rang, and my father appeared with his new wife. I scarcely acknowledged his presence, accepted his gift, gave the obligatory hug and “I love you,” and then he was gone.