My third reason is I don’t want to die. I have an aging mother and a sick sister. I also miss home and hate to be away from them. There are high chances that I will die here and never make it home. So I need to leave and visit my family. I might die because of lack of food, we are eating fire cakes which are flour and water mixed together every meal. “No meat! No Meat!” one of the generals yelled “No Meat! No Meat!”( Document C ). We are all sick, no food, smoked out of our senses, little to NO clothing, nasty cookery, vomit all the time, and cold weather. I want to go home and leave this awful
I know that we have horrible conditions like no shoes and no meat, but I have decided to re-enlist for three reasons which are we have George Washington to help us, we have the right to fight, and we still have spirit even though we’ve been through hard times.My key idea is we have the right to fight because we shouldn’t be ruled by britain’s tyranny.If one soldier didn’t re-enlist all the soldiers might follow theur example.If we had no soldiers then we wouldn’t have one the war. That would mean we wouldn’t be free
Valley Forge has turned into a graveyard. Thousands of soldiers lie sick or dead. The continental army has camped there for the winter, 18 miles away from the British in Philadelphia. My nine month enlistment is almost up, and I must make a choice: Should I re-enlist or go home to my aging mother? The decision has been very demanding. I have thought long and hard about this, and have come to a choice. I have decided to re-enlist for three reasons which are the fact that there are not many soldiers, to help others, and because I can do what others can’t to aid the cause.
I liked how things are already I thought as I was getting ready for bed to think about re-enlisting. Paine 153 says “Britain, with an army to enforce her tyranny, has declared that she has a right but “TO BIND us in ALL CASES WHATSOEVER,’ and if being bound in that manner, is not slavery, then is there not such a thing as slavery upon Earth.” If we don’t win this war, our lives are going to be full with expensive government that rule without pity. “Tyranny, is like Hell, is not easily conquered , yet we have this consolation with us,” also said by Paine 153. You're worried about your aging mom and you miss you friends and family. If you quit and go back home, you get to live with taxes, tyranny, and fear. You and everyone you care about will be under this life. Far off, possibly unlikely, there is victory. The reason victory seems far, is because there are few soldiers that are fighting. I want to fight to make victory closer. This reason is pushing me to re-enlist because of what life would be back home. The choice to fight or not can will change on how you and the people you care about live. I fell asleep so sure of my
The men who fought in the “War to end all Wars” were some of the bravest men and women to serve the United States Armed Services. I have the honor of being related to one of those men. My great-great uncle served with the 73rd tank battalion, C Company that landed on Omaha beach June 6, 1944. I conducted an interview with my father who sat down with him to do a similar project. This is what I learned.
I support the soldier’s refusal to fight without the required supplies. No one should be forced to defend their country without the right supplies, food, weapons, and armor needed to protect their own lives. I agree with the statement “peace or supplies... either the Government end the war or support the troops,” that the soldier says, because you cannot expect the army to fight a war when they aren’t being taken care of by their own country.
Today marks the 60th anniversary of me being stuck in this cave. I’ve gone 60 years without food and water; I should be dead. The monster inside me is somehow preserving my body. I don’t want to live forever; I wish I didn’t sacrifice myself for her. I can hear the outside world going on about their day as if nothing happened. I can tell today is sunny and about 80 degrees, but I do not know for sure since I am trapped underground. I can hear the footsteps of small children above me. One girl, I believe her name is Courtney, is yelling to her sister, Natasha to help her move the boulder that keeps me trapped down here. I hear a loud bang and sunlight from the outside world rushes into my underground world. The heat from the rays fill the room
The past few weeks have been full of surprises! It turns out I had malaria. I couldn't walk a single step, and I would gag at the smell of food. I was kept at a rich family's plantation named the Jackmans. They had plenty of slaves and the father of the family was a rebel. One day he came over and spoke to me about how the Confederate soldiers were going to get repeating rifles. They were just like Lieutenants Orff’s gun! If the rebels were to get these dangerous guns the war would last at least another five years! I was surprised at how the Jackmans treated their slaves. They were so nice to them that I felt bad for taking them away as a Union soldier. Heifer then came to the Jackmans to pick me up to go back to camp. While I was at camp, I had the
John here, today we’re going to discuss soldiers. War was a difficult time for all of us, but now that it’s over, should soldiers be compensated for their years of service with a pension? Sickness and injury were common during the Great War. Between October 1914 and May 1915 at the No 1 Canadian General Hospital, there were 458 cases of influenza and 992 of gonorrhoea amongst officers and men. Some injury was not exactly ‘physical’, thousands of Canadian and non-Canadian soldiers alike suffer from ‘Shell-shock’. Doctors describe shellshock as “nervous or mental shock.” Veterans are still being treated for shell-shock today, years after the end of the Great War. Currently, Veterans are not receiving steady pensions, or medical benefits. It is also very hard for veterans to find
Being filmed the day my father was leaving the country for war was not ideal. Although, my father leaving for war was not a pleasant thought by itself. I grew up a military brat, meaning, the American dream was permanently painted on my heart since the day my dad signed away lazy days and long hair. I was in first grade the year that he deployed for Iraq. Living on a Military base, that was nothing out of the ordinary. It wasn’t until CNN shoved cameras in our tear-strung faces as he kissed us all goodbye that I realized that it was all real.
Furthermore, in addition to the physical scarring of war, oftentimes soldiers become emotionally numb to their surroundings after experiencing such frequent misfortune during battle. For example, O’Brien recalls an experience where he felt “a kind of numbness… [he just went through the motions… without any heart or real emotion” (O’Brien 193). Soldiers are expected to make life and death decisions in the blink of an eye, and they should be emotionally aware. However, in many cases, soldiers transform into zombies who commit actions without real thought or emotional consideration. This numbness does not vanish when the soldiers return home. Many remain emotionally shut off because of all the times that they have been hurt.
Life is a never-ending cycle of fortune and tragedy, and no matter what, it always seems there is a camera to capture these moments. Birthdays, weddings, or marriage proposals are more often than not seen through the lens of a camera, just like disasters, funerals, and crises. Humans seem to thrive off of exciting and powerful moments whether they are positive or negative. As a result, the media tries to capture these moments in articles, because they know these types of articles sell. Unfortunately, in the 21st century, the media seems to focus more often on the negative aspects of life instead of the positive ones. This results in the media capturing photos of some of the saddest moments in people’s lives and using them to sell more physical
Hello, my name is James Collier. It has been 2 years since the end of the war and I’d like to tell my story from beginning to end about the hardships that I endured throughout my career. I would hope that someone, someday can find use for these stories. My story begins late September, early November of the year 1942. I am a 19 year old boy from Fort Worth, Texas working for my father’s business which paid well, plus I got to learn some things that’ll help me own it someday. Anyway, at the time I was acutely aware of the conflicts going on overseas with the Nazi party invading the Soviet Union and I also knew that they were apart of the “allies”, see the war was a war between the Axis powers and the
The life of a child soldier is not an easy one; it’s full of violence and bloodshed. Children from most ages get recruited and are forced to do things that they are against, things that are against their beliefs. But although child soldiers suffer through many mental disorders, they can still be respectable adults. They go through many things, the recruiting itself, then the violence, after comes the horrifying rehabilitation and last they are finally reintegrated into society. In A Long Way Gone, Ishmael suffered from these things, himself explaining that at some point in his life, he just went numb to everything (Beah 121).