Hi, I’m Eugene Skinner, and I was part of the Lafayette Escadrille during World War I, which was a squadron of primarily American fighter pilots who fought for France before the United States entered the war. Although I lived in France at the time, my roots were dug in the US, and I came over seas because my father told me that all races were treated equally there, and for the most part, that was true. However, when I first moved to France, the only job I could find was one as a carnival target, which sufficed until I was noticed for my boxing talent. Just before the assassination of Franz Ferdinand, I moved to Paris in hopes of making it big, and I did: I ranked number four in the country before I enlisted. But why would I end something so wonderful, you ask?
The land was so very close maybe only a quarter hour away! We had done it! We had escaped the governor and sailed to the new world! I will prove him wrong about not wanting me to sail. Aye, this will be a day to remember!
We finally made it, the day has come when we arrived at Piermont New Hampshire. Our week long vacation in July has just begun! Even though it was a long two hour drive from Ludlow, it was worth the wait. The jeep wrangler, black in color had pulled up into the driveway. Its boxy structure covered with bug splatters on the windshield from the long ride up.
In “Lanval” by Marie de France, Lanval is a hero, though parts of his journey are sometimes hard to identify as herioc. Lanval’s story follows the basic elements of the monomyth, or Hero’s Journey, when read closely. He begins his journey in a vaguely unsatisfying ordinary world where he is unappreciated and where “he could see nothing that pleased him” (52). Leaving that world, he enters into the world of Queen Semiramis, wherein he is not only beloved of the Queen but assured that “he would never again want anything / he would receive as he desired” (135-36). When Lanval is challenged by his Lady “if this love were known / you would never see me again”, he accepts his quest readily (148-49).
Louise Michel writes about her first hand experience with bloody week in her memoir. Michel recalls “Paris [was] afire” and how she was forced to hold the barricades with her fellow comrades. Gluckestein remarked how, “120 women who held out against tremendous opposition at the Palace Blanche,” and how extraordinary their insurgent resistance was.” Michel recalls how they were outnumbered in the cemetery in Montemarte and eventually were forced to surrender. When recalling the event she states, “Three hundred thousand voices had elected the Commune.
One warm Friday afternoon two summers ago, I was invited to go on a trip to Carowinds. I always wanted to go, so this was the perfect opportunity for me. To experience something, I have wanted since I was a little girl. I remember sitting on the sofa at my boyfriend’s house in their den watching tv and his mother came in talking to us about how she wants to plan a little trip to Carowinds. To get away for the weekend and have a good time and relax.
There have been numerous amounts of important events throughout American history, from settlements to famous wars, many of them are worth traveling back in time and viewing in person for. If I were given an opportunity to time travel and witness one of these events in person, I would choose to visit the origins of the new world, in Jamestown, Virginia. It began on May 14, 1607, when roughly 100 men who had left England landed on a narrow peninsula in the James River, where they would live out their lives in Jamestown. The settlement had a variety of attractions which pulls me into wanting to time travel to see it, one including watching the settlements first leader, Captain John Smith in action. Another thing that catches my attention is the way that Jamestown was built and its location.
Paris: The Memoir Research Paper Paris: The Memoir, is a memoir written by Paris Hilton focusing on her life leading up to fame and a few of the struggles she dealt with along the way. Hilton prefaces her memoir by describing her experience skydiving on her 21st birthday and briefly mentioning how ADHD impacts her behaviors as well as her thought processes. However, the majority of the novel takes place in her young teenage years.
“Why were we here?” I questioned myself “We had a great life we had food, water, shelter, and great tribe members, until he Hernado de Soto showed up and not even that he was a kind white horseman he didn’t hurt us until today.” “Order in the court Cherokee vs Europeans” the judge exclaimed. This was our chance to beat the Europeans, we couldn't back down now.
I visited with Andre today before he left for the Boys and Girls Club (BGCA). Tracy Crawford is an excellent foster parent. Andre attends BGCA five days a week where he not only enjoys his favorite sport, basketball; in addition to learning socialization skills. Andre is earning an allowance by performing chores, which are switched weekly.
One day my uncle asked my cousin and I if we wanted to travel somewhere and we both said yes because who would say no to a trip somewhere new. We both asked where we were headed and he said, “you will find out once we get in the company lot in Goshen.” So we all grabbed our pillows, blankets, and our duffel bags of clothes. Once we put our gear in the truck we went around and told our loved ones we would be back. Once we said our goodbyes we got in the truck
Unfortunately, all preplanned group trips seem to follow the same set of unfortunate events. For one, being the one who denied the the bathroom when availability arose was not a smart idea. When in the bustling cities of the East Coast, the task of finding a bathrooms was one of an adventure. As the afternoon sun bleed orange and red into the Massachusetts sky, two charter buses came to screeching rest.
Just in case you need to catch up on my New Orleans adventure here's some interesting facts about NOLA and here's how I navigated the Big Easy. When I was initially planning my trip to New Orleans, I knew that I wanted to eat some extremely good food but I didn't want to eat at the traditional stops in the French Quarters. I wanted to to try and eat like a local and I did just that at Grand Isle. Grand Isle is a really cool seafood restaurant in Fulton Street promenade in downtown New Orleans.
This summer was filled with great times and a lot of fun with the family. For example, my trip to Cape Cod, Massachusetts. It all started out at 7:30 AM and with me, I was my morning self wearing baggy sweatpants, and an out of control bed head awaiting to be tamed. My sister Sam and I gather our things before we head into grandma’s car for a trip of a lifetime.
We were woken up early the moon was in the middle of the night 's sky the winter 's air was crisp. All was still all was well except us creeping through the streets of our town. We wanted to be at the docks before anyone else, we were done with the poverty world war one had brought with it. We arrived at the docks with hope and in abundance in our eyes, But were met with realization everyone was already at the dock. The smell was putrid,and we were met with many haggard faces we also were in third class to top it all off.
