6.1.2 FA: Narrative Ending I thought they were happy to see me, but when I opened the door to our shack, I saw that everything we opened was neatly packed in cardboard boxes. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I was not dreaming.’’How could this happen?’’ I asked myself.My dad stopped packing boxes and looked at me. “ Is something wrong?” He asked me. That is when I noticed I was making a weird face at him. “ We can’t leave, I am doing so well in school!” I shouted. “ I am going to learn to play the trumpet, I am learning English better, and the teacher really likes me. Why are we leaving!” I explained. “ The owner of the field decided that he does not need us,” Papa answered back. “ I thought you hated coming to this move?’’
It was a rainy, gloomy afternoon, my sister and I were watching TV when we heard my parents talking to their friend about moving to Florida. My sister and I looked at each other with confused faces and asked each other if we are moving. Of course, we were clueless because my parents did not mention anything about moving to us. We asked my parents if we are moving and they said yes we are going to be moving to Florida. When my sister and I heard Florida, the first thing we thought was we are going to die from a tornado, because we thought Florida had a lot of hurricanes, earthquakes, and natural disasters.
Facts William E. Story, Sr. (uncle) promised to pay his nephew, William E. Story II $5,000 if he refrained from drinking, smoking, swearing, and playing cards or billiards for money until he reached 21 years old. Although, it was legal to drinking and play cards for money during the late 1860 's; the nephew agreed and completed his part of the bargain. The nephew also wrote a letter to his uncle about the agreement. The uncle replied and told him the money would include interest under the terms and conditions of the letter. Twelve years later, the uncle died without paying his nephew any of the $5,000 with interest.
But in the end, when people started to find out what really happened they started to apologize to Melinda and had more sympathy for her. On the last day of school, seniors were saying goodbye to teachers and one of them said, “‘Way to go. I hope you’re OK.’ With hours left in the school year, I have suddenly become popular.” (Anderson 197).
This is the first of many entries in this little red book. I hope the words I record in its pages stand out in the way that this journal did when I first came upon it. It was one of those dreadful, fourteen-hour workdays in which I was tasked with cutting the excess thread of the shirtwaists. I’d never been particularly good at sewing, so I was stationed with the other young and inexperienced girls.
The teacher came over and said “We are finished baking cupcakes, would you like to come to art class with us?” “My play time was scanty,” said Buford. The teacher said” You may do what you please. We will be in the art room if you change your mind.” Buford realized that he wasn 't going to have any fun by himself.
I wanted to scream at my aunt; I was screaming inside. I had told her many, many times how much I hated this place and all I wanted to do was get away. I had told her I was no teacher, I hated teaching, and I was just running in place here. But she had not heard me before, and I knew that no matter how loud I screamed, she would not hear me now” (Gaines 14).
"Those were some damn fine plans. " Mom stayed out of the conversation, sketching quietly. " Dad," I said, "I'm sorry, I really should have asked you to my graduation." "To hell with that." He laughed.
One day Timmy found beans that were magic, they jumped all over the place. He tried to plant one, but it just popped out of the ground, and jumped right into his mouth, and he accidentally swallowed it. The next day he turned white sparkly the next day his arms and legs fell off he felt very weird and was freaking out, and the next day after that he formed into a complete bean, he felt scared and frightened. Then he couldn’t talk or stand he was a bean.
In Tim O’Brien’s story “Notes,” he discusses his fellow soldier “Norman Bowker […] [who hung] himself in the locker room of the YMCA” (149). Bowker symbolizes the pain that many veterans experienced, and how they sadly found their only escape through suicide. Yet, veterans potentially could have survived and even thrived if they had access to resources such as therapy, psychiatrists, and psychologists. When organizations supporting the idea that veterans should have opportunity to obtain these assets proposed this concept to The House Committee members, “members repeatedly balked at the notion that Vietnam Veterans required special counseling programs to help readjust” (Scott 38).
Upon my return, I expected to resume going to the school’s campus and only be half online. This wasn’t what happened, however. “We live too far away now. I can’t drive you so far every day.” My mom had said when I asked her about my returning to school.
Learning and Impressions. Throughout my research and interviews for this paper I have learned so much. I never understood the history of PTSD and how it became a part of the DSM V. It scares me a bit that it wasn’t a diagnosis is written off as a norm until the 80’s. When reading about PTSD in The Last True Story I’ll Ever Tell by John Crawford, I learned that sometimes you couldn’t trust everything being told to you from someone who just left a war zone.
Hosting Thanksgiving was always a tradition at my house. We would always have my family down at my house every year for as far back as I can remember. That is, until this year. This year, my family and I went down to South Carolina for Thanksgiving. It was a blast!
Rationale The catcher in the rye Title: What if the story ended different? Type of text: Alternative ending to the text
I looked down at my schedule 3rd period,English 1, Franklin, Alex, Rm.155. I walked down the hallway. I looked up and saw room 155. I opened the door, there was rap music playing. I was a little surprised, I didn’t expect a language arts teacher to be playing rap music.
A Very Short Story Ernest Hemingway is considered one of the most significant fiction writers of the 20th century. He is famous for his specific style of writing, the so called iceberg theory, which is clearly seen in his short stories and novels. Undoubtedly the unique thing that makes his short stories so special is the fact that after you read them you get the main idea but there are many things that remain unspoken or have a deeper meaning. You have to reread the text and use your imagination to get the whole picture of the text.