“It was dusk when I got my first glimpse of it off in the distance, beyond a ridge. All I could see were the spires and blocky tops of buildings... My heart started to race, and my palms grew damp.” Walls, Jeannette. The Glass Castle: A Memoir.
It was a gray day. The sun did not shine; it could not pierce the layers of powdery black skies along with the fog. The thick mist that was not really rain, or fog covered the southeastern corner of New Jersey. It was depressing, just like most days in the area surrounding the Overbrook Asylum. On the outside, Overbrook was a welcoming place where patients were treated with care along with respect; the inside was very different.
Awed by this stalwart activist and with visions of the petite lady and her troop of Girl Scouts standing arm-in-arm defiantly defending the stained glass from burly and befuddled construction workers, I stepped out of my car, which gave the enthusiastic conversationalist time to catch her breath. The dialogue moved to the sidewalk and the shade of a nearby shop awning, where the discourse progressed to a casual exchange. I spoke of my trip home from Ames and my desire to indulge in the artistry of Louis Sullivan’s architectural genius. She disclosed that her husband had been a banker and that they had become enamored by Sullivan’s work while living in Blooming Prairie, Minnesota, not far from Sullivan’s Owatonna bank.
On May 30 2013 someone was saying to his friend, Ciara“Alright Ciara, I need to tell; you this now. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Also, there’s some bad news… I have to evacuate my home. There’s an extremely large fire maybe 15 miles from my house and heading this way..” and he sent her “I can see the flames from my house!
These jobs are nice for the youth that need the extra money to support their family’s needs or their own needs. However, the restaurants might be taking advantage of the youth just because they are so easily replaced. Many different businesses have begun targeting youth to work for them
The Glass Castle and jennet walls and I kinda have something in common, she had a pretty dysfunctional family with christmases and moving a lot. Jennet had many obstacles she had to go through with moving all the time she had to make new friends she was bullied her parents didn't have a whole lot of money so they had to skimp with things like christmas. She had siblings that she had to look out for since her parents were kinda neglective. This didn't stop her from being successful in her life though she is now happily married and she know has a different look out on life then most of use from growing up on the streets she doesn't take anything for granted.
You can’t imagine how much I’d miss you and how much Id desire to be home with you right now. I really hope and you are doing well in London. Life has not be any easy since I got here. I traveled with other 103 men and boys in three ships, the Susan, the Godspeed and the Discovery. Sadly on of the men died on our way to the new World.
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.
Standing on the dark stage, I took deep, slow breaths to calm my nerves. My stomach did somersaults and my hands shook. Fidgeting with my pink peasant top and ankle length yellow floral skirt, I made eye contact with my fellow actors. The closed curtain was the only thing separating us from an audience of five hundred people. One would think that after three months of rehearsals I would feel prepared for this, but I didn’t.
Today I sit here in my own cabin, head team lead of the St. George Asylum. These four blue walls surround me, a huge window looking over the main sleep room of all the mental patients. Number 83, the wheel chair is empty, as empty as the depth of my heart. The anger builds inside of me, with love in my heart, and tears down my cheek. Chair, bed, and clothes number 83 have become a huge part of my life and who I am today.
Cannon Hall 3rd Hour Don ‘Butch’ Hall I never was really close with my grandfather. I’ve pretty much lived in Utah my whole life. I was born in Richland, Washington, but I have no memories of living there because my family moved here, to Utah, when I was two. The majority of my family, from both my mother’s and my father’s side, live in the northwest.
“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.
Elen Vaquero #21551 November 10, 2017 Narrative Merrell/ Wood, 4th period The outsiders >>>WHAT THEY DON’T KNOW ABOUT ME..... <<< ¨Hey uhm Ponyboy today we gotta rumble,are you okay,
As an archaeologist searching and uncovering the the remains and artifacts that were left behind by people in the past is something that drives me to fully put my interest in. Its 1939 in Palace of Nestor in olive grove. It is near the city of Pylos in Greece, the palace was a place where sacrifices were to be offered on its beaches. The king who ruled in the Palace of Nestor ruled a endless territory that had twenty districts that contained small settlements and capital towns. I am sharon stocker an archaeologist in the University of Cincinnati I have worked in the Pylos region of greece for about 25 years.
When I entered the workforce, I did so in my early thirties and as a ritualist. I accepted a position that offered no advancement opportunities, did not offer minimum wage, but rather offered a server wage and tips. While this was a full-time job, the monetary compensation did not add to the family income on a consistent basis as the income was based solely on the number of patrons on any given
