The holocaust is a really sad event that really gets to me. I try putting My family and I in a situation like that but I can’t. I can’t see myself like that and I don’t think that anyone can. You had to be part of it to understand what it really must have felt
I was so hurt when I had to present in front of the class. Students would make fun of me but what left a laceration on my heart, mind, and soul was when my teachers would say “you will never make it” and “you are retarded”. Teachers would exclude me from activities because they thought I wasn’t smart enough. Have you ever been lost and hurt at the same time? I was hurt and lost at the same time.
She remembers standing there feeling afraid, overwhelmed, and thinking her mom was stupid for not protecting her. The first day of school was the beginning of the notes to self Cassandra would pen in pain to herself. If she ever had children, they would be registered for school. Mrs. Russell, one of the teacher’s aides, became her new best friend as she took Cassandra by the hand and led her to the classroom. She made the students feel welcomed and appreciated.
My emotions played games on my heart and I was unaware of anything that was happening around me. I just felt heartbroken at first because it was so sudden and I was in denial. “I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.” Suffering in isolation causes you to overthink every single step you did with the person. No matter if you walked down the right road or the wrong road. I thought about every possibility that could have been a mistake, something so little that made us grow separately from each other.
People always say that “the road won’t be easy.” Unfortunately, in life bad things happen to good people. For example, people have a loved one die, and they cannot control it. This is also the case for Oedipus, because he does not know the truth about his life and does not know that he is actually fulfilling the prophecy about him.Oedipus was blind to the truth almost the entirety of the play. In Oedipus Rex, Jocasta is to blame because she complained to Oedipus and then killed herself, and Creon is to blame because he made Oedipus angry and brought Teiresias to Oedipus. The Herdsman revealing the truth to Oedipus brought grievance to him.
I have worked under a few different administrators that were not genuine and always seemed to say exactly what you wanted to hear rather than telling the truth. This lack of authenticity eroded the system from the inside out and made it so that not one teacher sought out those administrators. We all felt the lack of follow through and the trust had vanished. Without being honest and sincere I feel that administrators lose the following of the staff and lose admiration from staff and students as well. I was drawn to what Evans stated when he claimed, “…leadership begins at one’s center” (144).
I was in dilemma wishing I never walked the face of the earth and I thought I would be doing everyone a favor just by taking my own life. I was going through a rough patch, every mistake and wrong thing that I had done in the past rose back to life; eating whatever shred of self worth that had left. I started performing badly at school, my two-year long sweet relationship with my girlfriend was brought to an end, I felt as if God had turned his back on me I could not handle the pain, my life was now a complete failure, it was a huge scar that I had to bear for
I was so bothered by the disease, war, hatred, racism, discrimination, misogyny, and ignorance of my lawmakers (you know all of the glorious things high schoolers like me think about on a regular basis). I was bothered that no one else around me was bothered by those things. I was bothered that people could sit in their little bubble of ignorance and have no empathy for people who were suffering or even for people they were directly abusing. I was bothered that I had been sitting around doing nothing, just like the people I was so quick to criticize. Like Bradburry says in Fahrenheit 451, “We need to be bothered once in awhile,” and I had been thoroughly
Going to that school were the worst days of my life. So much that I didn’t like going to school. I was made a fun of because talked quote-unquote white and also because I took pride in any "A" I received. They saw it as bragging. I wanted everything to stop so I dropped the “care to much” so-called act.
I am a sympathetic individual and I feel bad giving anyone any type of feedback that might make one feel bad about their writing. After receiving my first grade back from my peer review response, I realized that I was doing more harm than good to my classmates. There is a fine line between giving out compliments and giving constructive criticism, and I was giving out way too many compliments. Looking back, one of the reasons why I did not want to give any type of criticism to my classmates was because I hate receiving criticism on my work. I hate having my work examined by others just to have every single one of my flaws pointed out.
With A.D.D comes a lot of issues. The medication is the worst part of it all. During my time taking these meds It was hell, I felt sick all the time, I didn’t want to talk to anyone anymore, and my friends were noticing my changes too. I knew I had to value and compare my past life to my present life and ask myself what’s more important to me, friends... or grades. In this time of my life I found out the harsh realities of life and how not everything is fair.