Im glad I got a second chanse to be smart becaus I lerned a lot of things that I never even new were in this world and Im grateful that I saw it all for a littel bit” (Keyes, 305). On the contrary, Charlie does not truly show that he is glad he got to be smart, as stated on July 28, the same day: “That’s why Im going away from New York for good … Im going someplace where nobody knows that Charlie Gordon was once a genus and now he cant even reed a book or rite good” (Keyes, 305). Although he did mention that he was grateful that he got to be smart for a little while, he is so ashamed he does not want to see any of his friends. He thinks they will laugh at him and make fun of him like before. He is telling Miss Kinnian that everything is good, but when you really analyze the text, Charlie is only doing that so she will feel better.
This shows how he still has hope left in him and if anything that hope has grown. Although there is evidence that he is better off after the story, some people believe he is better off before the surgery. They believe that he was better off with his friends even though they were mean because he didn’t realize it. Although his friends made him happier before, it is good to be aware of what people actually are thinking and saying about you. Another reason that he is better off after the surgery is that he believes that the surgery was a good thing for
I don’t know but I am always really shy at first. I wish I was not but I can’t help it. I believe that everything happens for reason. Now looking back I’m that I was myself and everything because to this day I still am friends with my middle school friends. I most importantly learned that I need to relax and just do it because if I don’t I just giving myself stress for no reason.
I once wore a mask to change into someone I wasn't when I first moved to smithville in third grade. I was scared and I guess that's normal when people are scared they hide behind a mask so that they fit in instead of stand out. I made a lot of friends for that year but every year I would allow me to be myself around people at school. Eventually I lost a lot of those people that said they were my friends and looking back now it was better that way because they were fake and didn't care and the ones that stayed with me are still by my side to this day. You wear masks from when you come into this world until you're 6 feet under.
They fit right in and tried to focus on their schoolwork. At least that’s what my mom and her junior brother did. Her freshman brother didn 't follow that path. He somehow got involved with drugs. It never got too bad, but it was the end of the world for my grandparents.
In my opinion, I think the most valuable lesson learned from someone who went through the revolution would be the opportunities that they missed, and how they can learn from this disastrous incident. Escape from Revolution I was only 12 when it all started. The summer of 1966 changed my life forever, and left a scar that would never heal. The past is forever with me, and I remember every detail. Memories of my horrendous childhood often drift around my mind, along with the anger, and pain I once suffered.
I was the strange child, I still am the strange child in the class. I wasn’t afraid to tell people what my opinion was about them or their ideas. I wasn’t afraid to find common interests with new friends and share my experience stories with them. More importantly, to me at least, I wasn’t afraid to talk about: my depression, my anxiety or even my bipolar and the feelings of ups and downs that those ‘illnesses’ had put the emotions and mental state I have through. “Everything changes when you arrive at HIgh School,” and, “it’ll be the best years of your life,” I’ve even heard, “you’re going to miss being in school.” I will tell you that while I will miss the three friends I have here in High School, I’m never going to miss the resentment and self hatred that followed my soul all through the first semester of Freshman year that I’m still working through.
My parents were fine with however I wanted to dress as long as I was happy. My household was super supportive, which somewhat blinded me to the outside world and what was going on. I feel my true experiences with the isms didn’t come until I moved out and went to college, which is when my eyes were opened to all of the inequality in the world when it came to the LBGTQIA+
High school has impacted my life in so many ways. High School taught me so many things, from personal relationships to creating a relationship with my education. As a freshman, I made a huge amount of mistakes and I regret doing foolish things, but I’ve realized, I was only maturing into the young adult I am today. Freshman year, I was out of focus and I was only trying to find myself. I would also prioritize other things and ignore my parent’s advice, where they would tell me to focus in school and give it my full attention.
I have acknowledge that my family members and school played a major role in my childhood and one such interrelated relationship they had was the pressure from my parents to be normal. Don’t get me wrong but I loved learning so much, however school simply ruined it for me. The early hours of waking up to the horrible facilities that my school had were just some of the reasons that put me off from exploring my passion and love for learning new things. The fact that everything was just memory based and had no stable reason on why we were performing this constant repetition. It almost drove me crazy as a child.
Musicals were her favorite thing to watch because they brought glamour. Her parents allowed her to watch any movies she likes but in boarding school, there was a banned list. The themes of some movies did not match with the teachings in school. She talked about how she was made to step down from her position as Class Secretary and she later lost her Julia Childs award because she saw Guys and Dolls, which was restricted. That film influenced her the most because it took so much away from
Throughout this part of the novel i have to admit i felt really bad for his friend Hassan because he is a really great friend of Amir but it seems to me that Amir does not truely respect and honor his friends loyalty and love for him. When the new Amir finally came into affect it really lifted my spirits and made me happy to see what kind of man my beloved Amir was turning into. He was starting to stick up for himself, he was starting to show more responsibilty for him self and others, started having more respect for himself and others, and started to not let what people had to say about him affect and play a role in his head as much as he did before his life changing journey and new sought after attitude. I am anxious to see how the new Amir develops and becomes more of a man and to see what decisions he will make and how he will handle these new situations he will soon be
Now that the relationship was getting more serious and our senior year was coming to an end I thought it was time for my man to meet the family. My parents are great people I was not worried. Later on finding out I was wrong not to. When Max arrived at the house my parent could not except his color they kept asking what made him come and why he stayed if he had no friends. Never have I been ashamed in my mother and father then in that moment I could not stand anymore.
He told me that people are going to make fun of me, but I have the option to care or not. He even helps me with many things, like problems at school or just protecting me when something is going on. Yet, his childhood wasn 't all that great, as he struggled. Back then, before I was born and dad was a child, he was an introvert, and that was the biggest mistake of his life, as he did not go outside. Like I said, he was like me.
When 6th grade came, I transferred into a Baltimore City Public School since I really wasn’t getting the education I needed at the private school. It was still rough not fitting it. I thought that becoming like the other kids would make me happy, but I was learning new things everyday and I realized in high school that being the outcast is better than being like everyone else. The journey I dealt with in high school was very emotionally tough and life changing. I learned that I was placed on this earth to discover my own path, and I wouldn’t be happy if I live someone else’s life.