Abami Dialectical Journal

Among these leaders was Bravo Company’s 1st platoon’s SFC Robert Gallagher. The platoon endured terrible living conditions including no running water and filthy living space. These inadequate living conditions must be met with some relaxation on the standards they were expected to follow. Company leadership viewed this as a bribe to keep the soldiers in high spirits. In reality, they set the stage for the erosion of the morals the enlisted soldiers are supposed to possess. While the morals were being chipped away, so was the original plan the battalion had hoped to follow. Fragmentation orders became a pseudo-standard for the boys of Bravo Company. What had originally started as short-term overnight patrol bases turned into fortified traffic control points with the exception of any form of fortification other than in notion only. Despite the fact that platoon-level leadership requested for supplies they were repeatedly turned down. A major breakdown in the communication between the leadership created a loss in faith in the higher leadership for the lower-enlisted soldiers on the ground. Very soon into deployment, Bravo Company began to experience contact with unseen enemy forces. The enemy was able to engage and plant IED’s and cause casualties while remaining elusive. After the first few casualties within the company, the mission to start set up traffic control points was to begin. While conducting patrols down the road time and time

Kayla- The morning of April 19, 1775 , Britain’s General Gage would send out squadrons of British soldiers stationed in Boston .

1. I would put myself in the place of the man on the horse he looks like he could be the leader, so the leader.

What stood out to me in these chapters, when I read the first page which reads, “Abena, my mother was raped by…?” (Page 1). Her body was taken advantage of against her will and at the tender age of about 16. Even Abena’s friend Jennifer was taken advantage of as she was forced to marry a man that she didn’t want to. It seemed as though men were an evil that plagued the lives of women and young girls. Second example is, when talking to the spirits of Abena and Mama Yaya, they often said to her, “Why can’t women do without men?”(Page 15). Every time Tituba was with another man they slept with her. Even though it was voluntary and never against her will, it seemed like the respect level for women and their bodies was very low. The night that Tituba

ME) Paul now you have all of the necessary information to you along your journey. It will not be an overnight fix, However if you stay committed to steps we both agreed on you will be just fine.

On page 51 the the second paragraph says "But he had to admit that on the days when Attean did not come the hours went by slowly." Attean didn't even like the lessons that Matt gave him. Although, Attean hated them he still went to Matts house. Therefore I believe that Attean only goes for company. Matt may feel the same way, maybe he feels lonely too. This is why I think that Matt feels like the hours go by slowly.

His unit was performing well and morale was high, but he realized that he still has a lot to learn about leadership. That summer one of his Lieutenants approached him about a soldier he refers to as Garcia. He tells Captain Franks that Garcia is always late for the morning formation and that the night before he cussed him out. Handing Captain Franks Garcia’s paperwork he said he was recommending Garcia for a Court Marshal. As Captain Franks looked over the personnel folder he realized that there was something wrong; Garcia had recently re-enlisted, earned a GED, and had been nominated for Soldier of the Quarter. He calls Garcia into his office and asks him what was wrong. Garcia’s mannerisms and clear disrespect were readily apparent. Captain Franks gets straight to the point and asks Garcia what his problem is. After hearing a gut wrenching story of Garcia requesting leave through the chain of command to return to the states for his Grandmothers funeral and being denied because he was too important to the team to let go, then a subsequent request for leave, after his younger brother was murdered, again being denied for the same reason, and the emotional anguish that Garcia was going through Captain Franks was deeply moved. This is the point that he begins a change into a transformational leader. At that moment he put his arm around Garcia and states “What happened is my fault. I know

1.The narrator wants to go to the bazaar in order to impress a girl. The girl can not go to the bazaar so the narrator tells her he can go to the bazaar and he will get her something.

The conditions they took over from where atrocious, the unit closed many of the roads to military units because they had taken to many IEDs on them, they had rats in their living quarters, garbage all over the place, and they couldn’t wait to get out, they had a rough time in the triangle and it left a bad first impression on the men of the 1-502nd that they were in for a rough deployment. Going into the deployment Goodwin was still one of Kunk’s favored commanders and was assigned to one of the tougher sectors. Kunk thought that Goodwin would be able to wrest control of the “wild west”. The Bravo Company AO had three main tasks, to secure the Jurf Al-sukr Bridge, man 6 traffic control points, and patrol and maintain quick reaction force should anything go wrong at any of those points. Bravo Company had 3 rifle platoons to get all of these tasks done, each platoon would take control of one of these tasks and rotate between them. First platoon was led by Lt. Britt who was liked by his men and had good control over them. He had strong squad leaders that ran their squads well. 1st squad would be the most trouble, it was led by Staff Sergeant Nelson. 1st platoon was tasked with manning the traffic control points when the first blow to their leadership would happen. There was one soldier who had to accidental shootings within a week of each other but both where cleared as

The hot sun beamed off Remi's body as sweat ran down her skin like rain drops. Today was the official beginning of fall and the sun has yet to show mercy on any soul living. And to make matters even worse the A/C unit was out of order which meant every one in Lakeview Apartment would have to suffer from the unbaring heat.

I remember falling asleep, but I don’t remember being in a bed. I had fallen asleep in the hall due to my emotional state. My body didn’t need the sleep. My mind did. I’m actually happy I did. It got my mind off all my problems and sorrows for a good while. I sit up, pushing the unfamiliar blankets off my body. I’m in a strange hard bed in a foreign room. Everything around me feels new and alien. This isn’t my dull little prison. This room is slightly decorated with light brown walls and a dresser covered with random things.

I didn't think anyone would like that last chapter, but I guess I was proved wrong. I'll continue to write more strange plots, every so often. A big 'Thank You' to all of my followers, favoriters, and reviewers;) This chapter was very fun and entertaining to write. Enjoy!

Rasha wakes up everyday knowing that this day may be the day he will see nothing but darkness. Everyday Rasha fights for survival, ¨Raaaassshhhaaaa” yelled his mum ¨Time for school!”. Rasha is a very ordinary and a handsome Syrian that adores school and study very much. Its part of syrian culture to study hard, get a good job, get married and have kids. That´s the story that most follow but lately itś been very hard for Rasha, well ever since the war started. His mother and father always talk about leaving Syria but Rasha is always against that. Well anyways Rasha comes down to have his breakfast and sees his mum packing. He asks ¨Mum why are you packing¨ and she says ¨Rasha this will be your last day at school, we are leaving to go to a nearby

Atet’s body rested a few yards away from me growing colder, she hadn’t lasted long once the guards had sealed the door. I almost smiled when I heard her take that final gasp for air, her worn soul finally at rest. Being a slave, she likely hadn’t eaten well in days, but I suppose that only shortened her anguish. My eyes finally began to adjust to the harshly darkened room and I could make out her crumpled figure sprawled along the ground, I realised that it would only be a matter of hours before I would join her. My own violent coughing interrupted my thoughts; with my head pounding I notice something wet splattered on my hands. With the pain in the back of my skull came the numb realisation that I will join Atet, sooner than I had imagined. I ran my hands along the wall I leant

Chapter 1 A young woman appears out of nowhere and quickly catches up to another who's dashing along a moonlit lane. "Are we late?" She asks as she falls into step besides the older woman. "No not yet, but we need to hurry, we don't have much time." "Follow me," the older woman replies, and her dark cloak billows about casting shadows on the high stone walls that border the lane. They walked side by side in silence for a long ways and then through a set of huge iron gates swung opened before them and onto a narrow driveway. A manor house grew out of the darkness at the end of the straight drive, lights glinting in the windows. Gravel crackled beneath their feet as speeding toward the front door, which swung inward at their approach, though