As I took a deep breath in, smoke entered my lungs and I could barely hear my mother saying, “Go. Go to America, get a job and send us money and one day” she coughs and when she can function, she continues, “ one day, we will join you.” he grabbed my trembling hands in her own soft, warm ones as I asked her, “ What about the kids, it’s not safe here for them?” She motioned for me to bend lower to her and she whispered gently into my ear, “They will be fine, I will protect them. The best thing you can do for them now is go… we will come, 我承诺”.
My interpretation of the main theme for each poem, short story, and piece of nonfiction in both sections is, “You will always encounter obstacles throughout life, but with the support from others you can overcome them”. Each piece of literature chosen from unit two supports my theme because characters from the writings had obstacles to face but not all accepted help from others. The authors of these pieces of works showed the outcomes of their characters and whether they made the right or wrong decision in the choices they made.
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to leave…. I grew up here for nine years since I was a baby, but the feeling of me leaving didn’t feel right. I didn’t really know what to utter to my dad I didn’t want to go. Jamaica was fun living their having childhood memories was the best and leaving them behind was never my idea.
“Typhoid Mary: Captive to the Public’s Health” was written by Judith Walzer Leavitt, a historian whose careful research and talented writing gave rise to one of the most well-known accounts of Typhoid Mary’s life. The focus of the book, as its very title suggests, is on Mary Mallon, the young woman whose individual rights to freedom were sacrificed for the public’s health and safety.
Hi i’m Bella. I look like a happy go lucky African american woman. Well to all that say that they only got one part right in that whole statement. I’m an average african american woman. I have nothing and no one to truly call my own. Its has been that way for so long time now. When i lost my parents my whole life changed and i couldn’t control myself any more. I was so lost. I refused to eat i never really ate anything only enough to survive. I still don’t know why i choose to keep living.
This is the story of a woman named Mary Mallot. She was the immigrant from Ireland and lived in New York at the end of the 19th century. She is better known for her other name - Typhoid Mary. Mary was a healthy carrier of the typhoid disease. During the time when she worked as a cook, she infected 47 people, 3 of them died. Mary spent 26 years in isolation on North Brother Island, where she died at the age of 69. She never admitted that she had given typhoid to all these people. It is a sad story where it is hard to say what is right and what is wrong. Can one person 's life be sacrificed in order to save others? In reality, Mary was released after two years of incarceration. What made her go back to cooking and infecting more people with
“Father! Father! Wake up. They’re going to throw you outside… No! I yelled. He’s not dead! Not yet!...” Elie said as the desperation crept throughout his voice as he hoped his father would open his eyes and continuing to give him the strength to live. The theme family is carried out through the story Night. Family is essential when going through an extremely dark, depressing, lonely period of time, like the Wiesel's did. Elie and his father experienced things that are unimaginable and couldn’t have made it as far as they did without each other. Throughout the book Night the author Elie Wiesel is trying to accomplish the goal of making people understand that there will be difficulty throughout life and family will be there to make the hard times easier. Elie uses imagery, symbolism, and flashbacks to explain the importance of family after his tragic trauma.
I Allyson Ashcraft survived the Holocaust. “January 30, 1933- when Adolf Hitler became chancellor of Germany- to May 8, 1945, when the war in Europe officially ended” ( The Holocaust: An Introductory History). A mixed of emotions and thoughts were going through my head everyday. But luckily I was one of the people who survived.
Right now I am on a plane headed to Europe. With me are Jack Hileman,John Shleinz,Grant Williams,Nathan Jolly,and David Beilin. We are almost over the Amazon,when the plane begins to shake then fall. Grant screamed, “What are we going to do?” Nathan shouted in response, “I don’t know you tell me wise guy.” I was thinking to myself that we were going to die. John comes over to me with a floatation device. John was resourceful like that. To save ourselves we all decided to jump out of the plane. When we were out of the plane we decided to swim to the Amazon for safety.
Last summer, my family decided to move to Oregon from a small town in Maine. Throughout high school, I was motivated to try new things. Nevertheless, moving across the country to a school where I knew no one would be the biggest change I ever endured. I was terrified of the unknown. It felt like I was going to a party I wasn’t invited to. Arriving in Oregon, where I didn’t yet have a home,I felt out of place. I had to rely on myself where I used to rely on friends. I wanted to give up and return to Maine, but had to persevere and keep a positive attitude. I stayed hopeful that we would find our forever home and helped as much as I could. I learned that when faced with a lot of challenges, I can get discouraged, but won’t stop until the task
I was putting my Halloween costume on when I heard something moving in my closet. I turn to the closet door half dressed with a curious look on my face. In my mind, it being Halloween, I thought I was just hearing things or my little brother was playing a prank on me. I walk out the door to my room, down the stairs and as I was about to walk out the front door my father caught me, “Where are you going?” he asked “Out, it’s Halloween I’m going to go trick-or-treating” I replied “No you are not you’re grounded”, “What? Why?” “Your grades mister until you can pick them up you can go out and do whatever, until then you are to stay in this house” I clinched my teeth together “Yes sir” I replied “If mom was here she’d let me go” I mumbled “What did you say?” dad asked “I said if mom was here she would let me go” “Well your mom isn’t here, is she?” “Yeah because of you, you left mom it’s your fault she’s not here, you lazy bum, all you ever did was go to the bar and drink every day, the only reason you have a job now is because mom isn’t here to support us.” “Go to your room” “Why because I’m right” “ I said GO TO YOUR ROOM, NOW! AND DON’T COME OUT” I ran up the stairs enter my room and slammed the door behind me. I lay on my bed, tears rolling down my face looking at an old photo of my mom, my dad knocks on the door and enters the room, “Are you ok?” he asks looking at the tears rolling down my cheeks, “You miss her don’t you?” I nodded my head “I do too son I think about her
Life for me growing up was super difficult. A lot of my childhood was pure traumatic. Also, it was a struggle for me and my family, money wise and food wise. Also, our house was very small. We even lost our father and I also became a teen mom.