A man names Jourdon Anderson, gained his freedom in 1864 when Union soldiers took control of his master 's plantation in Tennessee. In 1865, after leaving for Ohio Jourdon Anderson received a letter from his master pleading him for help on his plantation. On August 7th, 1865 Anderson wrote a letter back to his master
Jack Mandelbaum has had one of the worst childhood pasts then most people. September 1, 1939 was when the town in Poland was invaded by the Nazi’s. He was sent to concentration camps for that reason, even though he didn’t do anything wrong, and he isn’t even a Jew. A concentration camp is a camp for Jews, drug addicts, African American people, robbers, and pretty much any one that Hitler thought didn’t fit society. No, it was not one of those camps where you could have a campfire, have fun, and play sports.
“I’m so sorry. He died at the scene of the wreck. The Truck landed on him and killed him instantly.” I laid there in silence and began crying. He then took my hand and said, “I’m so sorry for your loss.
. Most of my childhood friends weren’t so lucky. Many died young and some have been in and out of prison, fighting addiction. I reached out in my twenties to a close friend who is in prison and we are still in touch, I know I am the only constant person in his life. Hearing Mr. Moore’s story of the other Wes Moore, I understood his need to reach out to someone with the same name, who may have been himself.
Zachery Ponds The house shown below is around the corner from where you live. Tell me something about it, the people who live or have lived there. Has it affected you? How?
“Okay Arnold, if this doesn't help you, nothing will.” Mr.Yola said, “You see, I have two magical history books, and if you write “Meanwhile” on a page, you’ll go to that time and place. But we can't have too much interaction with the things there. So where do you wanna go first?” As Arnold and Mr.Yola were discussing about the place they were going to, Dwayne snuck in and heard their conversation.
Through some of the most unimaginable situations, a human mind will do whatever it can to keep itself alive. The novel The Child Finder by Rene Denfield tells the story of young Madison Culver’s disappearance in Oregon’s Skookum National Forest and the journey it took for Naomi, a private investigator, to find her and bring her back to her parents. Madison had been found and kidnapped for three years by a deaf trapper living in the forest named Mr. B. Three years after Madison’s disappearance, Naomi started the investigation looking for Madison. Moreover, where Madison had gone missing was close to where Naomi grew up. Naomi had also been kidnapped when she was young, but she was taken in as a foster child by Mrs. Cottle.
Inferior Transformation As the football game came to a close, you can tell Mark Wolf was becoming slowly more and more tired. His wrinkled face and gray hair perpetuates his exhausted expressions to be even more extreme. He sat in front of me slouched and expressionless. He settled back into worn couch where the leather had faded to a light tan color in comparison to the rest of the chocolate brown couch, the kind of chocolate brown that would remind a child of his favorite candy bar. As I inquired his lack of emotion changed to nostalgia as he let the memories of his high school experience pour out of his mouth.
Arthur Dimmesdale had caught Marie Nefar’s attention back when they were merely children. He had repeatedly asked her to play with him and his friends in the woods, despite the constant scolding he’d receive from her mother, reminding him of how little girls should never dirty their clothes by monkeying around. He had, of course, eventually stopped asking, but her fascination with him never ceased. She continued to gaze at him from afar as they grew up, and was able to recognize the days when his baby fat was finally shed and his features finally sharpened. She saw how he thinned and matured, and she couldn’t help but let her heart throb with longing and envy when she saw him share laughs with other girls their age.
Jimmy is a great dad! Just think of the time he took out of his day looking for the right dirt bike that his son desperately wanted. Not only was he willing to spend the money on it, but Jimmy Jr.’s grandma was willing to help out as well. Jimmy knew that when he got this dirt bike for Jimmy Jr. he would be committing his weekends to taking Jimmy Jr. to ride and some week nights keeping up the maintenance up on the bike as well. Jimmy could have just told Jimmy Jr. that dirt bikes were too dangerous and expensive, but he got Jimmy Jr. a dirt bike anyway because he knew that it’s what Jimmy Jr. wanted and that it would be quite the surprise for
Once upon a time, there lived a man named Jackson. He work as a grain operator in Lidtke Mill, located on the Upper Iowa River. His duties included, weighing the grain, then grading the grain to see how wet it was, finally he would dump the grain, and another worker would turn it into flour. He had to be careful because there were a lot of pulleys, conveyors, and augers. His job was very dangerous.
To the West!? The Oregon Trail!? It is not going on a nice vacation. Yet Mum and Pop said ”the Oregon Trail would be the most brilliant decision for our family.” There goes my nearly good life.
Don’t Ask Jack A truthful memory that you cannot quite remember, but still never forget. The creepy, yet capturing toy that never seems to be forgotten. As we grow all our old toys, seems to either be broken, thrown out or just lost and then forgotten. We may neglect them, but do they remember us, and if they do – what does that mean for us and our future?
In the short stories, “The Story of an Hour” by Kate Chopin and “Wildwood” by Junot Diaz, there are a similar type of theme and main character. Both short stories utilize a theme of freedom and a main character that goes along with the theme. The main character is one that is “held back” and wants to have freedom, but there is an antagonist that is preventing that from happening. However, towards the end of the story, there is a plot twist and change in the mindset of the main character. Both stories end very differently, but with the same sort of idea.
A beautiful, white-skinned baby with her golden hair brushed across her face leaned in for a kiss with a delicate, button-nosed baby boy. It was a beautiful day on the coast of California in a small village called Central City, where the two babies were born. From the moment they met, they were destined to be together. Suddenly, a dark shadow fell over them as if a thunderstorm was going to hit.
