Alternatively, in our modern day world some people still keep their thoughts to themselves and are afraid to speak for other people. Just like in the book Night, Elie was concerned about the other Jews being taken to extermination camps, however his father told him not to worry about it because it wasn’t them being taken and they lived in denial that anything as unpleasant of what was reality was happening to the Jews and the same would happen to them. Until Elie and his family were captured, he continued to believe what his father said by not taking a stand and defending other people for what is right. Unfortunately, the same type of events still take place, whether it’s a dictatorship in another country, to something such as bullying. For…
Diverse communities in the United States set certain laws to protect their properties from being vandalized with graffiti and protect them from loud noise; rules of this kind should be evenly upheld in order to not discriminate for or against anybody’s opinions or ideas. If the governing authorities see fit to change the laws to prohibit such expressions, they should be cautious, because censoring such a great freedom can potentially become “dangerous”. When one or more people feel that they are being pushed in the opposite direction than what they feel is right they tend to rebel in a sense. More often than not they will try to push the boundaries to prove that they are free to do as they see fit and the more attention that is given to their cause the more they will show that they will not be told…
Between 6 and 10 August 2011, several London boroughs and districts of cities and towns across England suffered widespread rioting, looting and arson. Following a peaceful march on 6 August 2011 in relation to the police response to the fatal shooting of Mark Duggan by Metropolitan Police Service on 4 August 2011, a riot began in Tottenham, North London.…
If I had harnessed the ability to travel through time, I would choose to experience 1960’s Washington D.C.. The city was struck with such large amounts of heartbreak, but at the same time, many people had more courage than they’ve ever had. I would spend the first couple of hours exploring the riots on the roads, the segregation present in the shops, and just how people felt in this time.…
I believe that with the freedom and rights that we have comes many responsibilities. As Americans we have amazing rights but with those rights come responsibilities such as respect, obedience, and support. I believe that it is my responsibility to respect the people of this great nation. Every single person in this country has feelings just like the other.…
If I walked down the left side of the hallway, I might get rude looks and people might say something like “okay, what does she think she is doing?”…
I remember the first time I saw Gene. I had just arrived in South Carolina after moving from New Jersey when my dad was offered a promotion. It was a rainy day, I spent most of it driving, trying to figure out my way around town. For lunch, I stopped at some sort of pub that’s been closed down for years now. When I walked in, it was completely empty except for one boy sitting at the counter all alone. I sat on a barstool, a few down from the boy and ordered a cheeseburger. Trying to remember which road I took to get there, I realized I had no idea how to get back home and the boy spoke.…
There is a time where you need to stand up to say your side of the story. A time where ethics, religion, and liberty all factor to make your opposition many but worth the battle. Problems arise everyday that go against one’s beliefs. I believe it is our right to not let others trample on a view just because they feel that they are right. A flight or fight response is the only choice for one to make and silence is unacceptable. I made a choice one day at burger store.…
However when the norm is intentionally used to harm or disrupt the peace it is imperative that you don’t conform to such actions. There are times where you mustn’t conform to being a bystander, and instead advocate for change and demand for fair and just treatment to all. It all essentially depends on the…
The dark of night lay subdued upon me like a stifling blanket, hindering my escape. Running beneath the twinkling of stars, I checked my pocket for the security of my blade. I grasped the handle with a sense of dependence for the cold rigid grip. After running for some time, I found myself near a soldier in a wheat field. Without hesitation, I delivered the soldier to death, beginning my mission. Observing his eyes rolling into his head, his jaw relaxing, his chest resting upon the dirt, and the smell of fresh blood—ha!—I knew I would never turn back. After I had committed my first murder, I became heavily devoted to killing with a bitter taste of sweetness for my homicide tallies. After I had killed my first soldier, I knew to depart far from the scene.…
I always keep this poem and picture in my wallet. I take it everywhere with me because it means quite a lot to me in two very different ways. One of those ways is because it holds sentimental value. When I was younger I learned to read very late in life and I was always so embarrassed of that. My father knew that I was struggling and bought me the book, Where the Sidewalk Ends. It is a book full of poems and little pictures written by Shel Silverstein. I remember opening the book to ta random page, and it was the page with this poem. I then remember my dad asking me to read it to him. I was so uncomfortable, even thought I was just going to be reading to my dad. He gave me some words of encouragement, and even thought I was not able to read…
Does moving to a new place change everything you ever experience? Moving to a whole new descriptive place is like being pop out of your mothers belly again. Especially, when you move to a place where the language, the food, the people, school and everything else is brand new. Those type of situations, shape your way of living in a constructive way that will affect the rest of your lifestyle. That's the same situation that made me have a life change into a whole new story. Almost 15 years ago, my mother had to make a decision that will affect her and affect the love ones around her. An option that will make her leave everything she ever loved and wanted behind forever. The option was to leave her lifestyle, her family and leave a part of her own blood made from her flesh. The own blood was me, leaving me with my grandma so she could had gone to find a job and start a new journey. To have a way to support the her baby and her own family. Departing to the U.S.A when I was only one years old. Until a sudden burdens of death that was going to make my whole story, lifestyle, my whole childhood and the rest of my life changed.…
“Graduation, the hush-hush magic time of frills and gifts and congratulations and diplomas.” You weren’t lying when you said that Maya Angelou. May 19th, 2013 I had dreamt of that day for almost four years. I know I can’t be the only person who feel this way. I remember it as if it was just yesterday. So many different emotions going through my mind all at once. Happiness, Sadness, I felt relieved because it was almost over but at the same time I felt anxious and overly excited to just leave and go far away. 389 seniors were going to walk across the stage and receive their diplomas. After all, our class had the biggest percentage of graduates who were actually…
As I was writing my personal narrative for my composition 1 class, it easily made my mind boggle. After I had got started on my personal narrative, it was easy for me to keep writing and keep following along the story line. The main strength of mine that the essay played to was my creativity and my flexibility for different writings, because I have never written an essay as serious and sad as this one, but I did have to add my happy ending when I finished the story. I wanted it to be very attention grabbing with a twist, but I also wanted it to be very emotional.…
Six years ago, I experienced the biggest event that has affected my life. I was living in murtaugh with my two parents and four other siblings. One of my older brothers named Fabian was never steered in the right direction. He was strongly influenced by my father's believes that he was not meant to further his education and to just work to support the family. Once of age, Fabian dropped out of school, not reaching freshmen year. He began to get into the wrong crowd and began getting into drugs and was in and out of juvie. The situation got so bad that my parents ended up moving the family from Twin Falls to Murtaugh to get away from the bad influences Fabian had. Fabian ended up doing better he started working at a dairy and made quite the…