Personal Narrative: Tomb Sweeping

After the death of his brother and his father Dale lost motivation in school but, even with poor grades his Mother, Viola, encouraged him to go to college. He first enrolled at the college of the Puget

After all this running around, I had forgotten about the plans my mother had made for us that night. Even though I tried my best to please everyone, I ended hurting the people who loved me the

The Break-in u/Scorpshee I haven’t talked to anyone about this before, only my husband, when he asked me about it earlier this week. Its a story about my brother and I, and the people who broke into our home. I was 21, and home for the first time in four years. I had just graduated from university, and was staying with my parents until I found a job.

It is a custom in the Chinese culture for some families to hang a wind chime in honor of their loved ones on the day that they pass. This is what the fictional character, Sek-Lung’s, father did in the short story, “The Jade Peony” written by Wayson Choy. Choy, being born a Canadian of Chinese descent, highlighted the struggle of living in between two drastically different, and distinguished cultures through Sek-Lung. The seven year old boy narrates his everyday adventures with his Grandmama. She has experienced it all and wishes to pass on her stories and traditions to the next generation.

Instantly we are introduced to the two protagonists who are brothers, they have lived in America all their lives but have a Chinese background. The two brothers Goodwin and Morehouse did bought an old and a poor house on an auction for their grown parents. The brothers renovate the house so their parents can live in it, but when their parents come for a visit to inspect their work, their father tripped over a toolbox and fell as if a sledgehammer hit him. He is then rushed to the hospital so that he can get in a stable situation.

The story begins on a very cold Wednesday night, when I was 12, my dad, sister, and I was headed back home from church. Driving home that night, we came upon the bright yellow blinking lights to turn left off the highway to head home, as we had done so many times before. The next thing I knew, I found myself tumbling out of my dad's beat up old pickup truck, as we were turning the corner. The only thing I remember is tumbling out so fast and my head being very close to the back tire. In addition, I could read clearly the word Goodyear, my dad’s tires.

This story takes place last summer in the month of July, about one week. My family and I went on a trip out west. Our final destination was in South Dakota. We left on a monday morning and I remember my mom was trying to get me up and they almost left without me. Everyone packed their bags in the car but when I was about to put mine in the car I was informed that there was no more room and it had to get tied to the roof.

Covered from hills it seems wonderful to look at it. Eleanor and Theodora went to see the brook on the first day they came to the Hill House. It was like a good old- fashioned picnic for them. Hill House was built eighty years ago by a man named Hugh Crain. It was a luxurious house but unfortunately his wife dead minutes before she was to set her eyes on Hill House.

Hiking on the Huanghuacheng Great Wall – one of the fourteen sections of the Great Wall of China – on weekends was a central part of my life as an expatriate in Beijing. Only 30 minutes of subway ride away from the city center were grass fields scattered with pastel-colored wildflowers and the bright blue sky that provided a refreshing respite from the stifling smog. When it began snowing in Winter, however, it was closed off due to safety issues, and I had to wait until March when the snow thawed and seeped into the ground. In my fourth year in Beijing, my parents made a special exception: they had booked a cable car tour course of the Badaling Great Wall, which was reputed to be more complete and spectacular than its thirteen other counterparts.

The Story of the Horned Toad Chapter #1 It was 1935, Boston Massachusetts and there lived an 8 year old boy named Phrynosoma. His mother died an hour ago, and before she died she called a taxi to take him to the airport to live with his cousins in Guatemala,. When they were boarding the plane he saw that they didn't put enough fuel in the plane. Mabe they put the fuel in ahead of time, he thought.

As he was still a teen his dad took him to Fort Wayne, Indiana, where he worked as a paperboy, golf caddy, and soda fountain counter in a drugstore. Once his dad told them that they were moving, he refused to move. He decided he would dropped out high school, and

When Robert Kugler 's chocolate labrador, Bella, was diagnosed with cancer last year, he decided to take his best friend on one epic last road trip across the country. (ALL PICTURES: Facebook and Instagram) Robert was told by the doctors that his three-legged Bella(she was amputated to prevent the spread of bone cancer) has lung cancer and has only three to six months to live. When his nine-year-old was diagnosed with advanced osteosarcoma – that had already spread to her legs and her lungs, Rob made sure that everyday was an adventure for the faithful pet.

Young Thomas Edwards was given orders by his strict mother to run to the farmers market and pick up some eggs from their dear friend Charles. On his way down there he notices people complaining all around him. He chose to ignore it; he thought nothing of it. He continued on his way minding his own business.

My younger sister was also there but she was no older than ten at the time of his funeral. Next, my great grandma, Elsie, at the age of 98 she too passed. Unlike her husband Clarence, she did not have any health issues that contributed to her death. I do remember one time I went to go visit Elsie at her retirement home up in Seward, not far from my home. I can remember walking with her,

The death of Jackson Teller did not come as a shock. While many mourned for the man inside and outside of the cut, many were not phased. Many went on with their day to day business.