Book Summary: Baron And The German

As I was laying on the cushioned couch on a Saturday afternoon, my phone began buzzing in my dark black Nike basketball shorts. As I read the caller ID I noticed that it was my mom. As soon as I picked up the phone I knew something was wrong. My mom's voice was scratchy, and depressed. As I picked up the phone she immediately told me the horrifying news. For a few seconds I had to comprehend what I was hearing. After I analyzed what she had said I screeched my lungs out, bawling hysterically, as if I had heard that the world was ending. For a moment I couldn't breathe, hearing that our healthy Chihuahua had passed away. After that tragic day, about a few months later, even though I was still awestruck by that wretched day the question finally

The ability to inspire people to feel pride towards one’s country, can hinder the ability for people to realize what is morally right and wrong. Heinrich von Treitschke, a German historian, argued that Germans should view nationalism as the ideology to live by. Whether it involved having to fight in wars or allowing the monarchy to obtain the majority of the power, Germans had to do what is right for the country. Treitschke argued that if Germany was going to thrive among other countries, the people of Germany had to accept the fact that not all races are created equal. These ideologies proved to have a significant impact in the twentieth century due to the fact that Hitler used the same ideologies in the nineteen thirties. This eventually lead to genocide as many people were unaware of the negative consequences of nationalism. The ideas of one person can be devastating, as it can lead to a misconception on how to properly run a country.

I constantly feared the worst-case scenario: death. That feeling I had, it was something I wouldn 't wish upon anyone. My heart ached, hoping and praying for the best. Monday, we went to visit her, and she looked awful. She couldn 't even stand. Something in my mind told me she wasn 't going to make it. I tried to fight that feeling, but once we were home, I collapsed on my bead and burst into tears. I couldn 't shake the feeling she was going to die. It was the one time I wished for me to be wrong. Unfortunately, I wasn 't. Tuesday, she ended up passing away while being transported to an emergency animal treatment center.

One month later my mom and I are standing in the living room playing with my little brother James when someone knocks on our door. My mom hustles to the door to see who it was. The person standing at the door introduced himself to us and said his name is Ted. Mother asked him why he was here and he said, “I’m sorry to tell you this but we got a report that your husband and son died at war.” At that moment all my hope was lost, and it felt like my life was over and it hasn’t even begun. My mom fell to her knees and started bawling her eyes out. I rushed down there to comfort her, and we just sat there for a little bit in the agony of knowing that part of our lives is gone and we have no choice about it.

You never know when something might happen. An ordinary day can turn into a tragedy. November 8, 2016, was that kind of day. My dad was deer hunting so that afternoon it was just me and my mom.I was getting ready for gymnastics practice when my mom got a call. The caller ID read “Community Memorial”. I could hear the fear in my mom's voice as she picked up the phone. “H-hello?” she said. I waited nervously as my mom spoke to the hospital. Five minutes later she hung up the phone. “Your dad fell 13 feet out of his tree stand while he was hunting. He called 9-1-1 and is at Community Memorial right now” my mom said. At that point I didn’t know how serious the injuries were. “Is he ok?” I asked.

Peter Fritzche’s book, Germans into Nazis, contends that, “Germans became Nazis because they wanted to become Nazis and because the Nazis spoke so well to their interests and inclinations…however, voters did not back Hitler mainly because they share his hatred of the Jews…but because they departed from established political traditions in that they were identified at once with a distinctly popular form of ethnic nationalism and with the basic social reforms most Germans counted on to ensure national well-being.” (8-9) His argument rests on the notion that the Nazis had a vision for Germany that incorporated Germans into a national community, throwing off the restraints of a tired government, and propelled them towards a future that would

It was early Friday afternoon, the start of Memorial Day weekend and I almost lost my best friend. Now usually on Memorial Day weekend my family and close family friends go camping but this year the other family couldn’t go so we decided to call it off. Not having anything to do that day I decided to take my dog for a walk. My dog is a Terrier Poodle mix so she’s not very big. Her name is Pepper and she’s just your average lap dog but she’s my best friend. So i put her leash on her and asked my little sister is she wanted to go and she said no, so it was just Pepper and I. We made it two houses down before the neighbor's German Shepherd came to meet us. There was nothing to worry about though because this is a nice dog, so I thought. Before I knew what was happening the German Shepherds jaw crushed down on Peppers back and stomach, picked her up, shook her like a chew toy, and threw her. The

As she rubbed her eyes in exhaustion she remembered the adventures of the day before. When she got home she passed out from the excitement and strain on her heart. She reached down to check her leg and sighed with relief to find a replacement was already attached. She looked over at her nightstand and noticed her spare glass waiting for her to put them on. As she got out of bed all she could think about was how rude she was to Sam. She walked into the kitchen to see her mother preparing breakfast. She looked around and did not see Sam. She didn’t know why she expected to see her but she was upset that he was not here. Her mom turned a saw her disappointment and said “He seem in quite a rush to leave he left his job to help you.” She was startled by her answer and rushed out the door ignoring the cries from her mother. She hurried Sam’s farm almost throwing up because of the strain on her heart. When she reached the farm she found an old man working the fields. She rushed over and asked, “Where is Sam?” The old man replied, “I fired him because...” She didn’t let him finish She rushed to the road the taste of blood in her mouth from running. She saw a man walking on the road looking forlorn. She called out, “Sam!” The man stopped and turned it was Sam he answered her, “Joy?” She ran into his arms and started to cry. Sam confused hugged her back. She thought to herself about how a horrible incident led to her

After thirteen months of training and doing everything imaginable together, Flint went to further training in New York. At first, I held it together, I wanted to be strong for Flint, and I did not want those around me thinking I was selfish. However, hugging Flint for the last time triggered the flood of tears streaming down my face. I remember thinking “how am I going to move on without my dog.” After a few days had passed, I had the opportunity to watch Flint’s evaluation to see if he would become a guide dog. I remember sitting in the back of the room, cringing at every mistake he made, because I knew that he was better than he was showing. During the test, they placed Flint in harness, as if he was leading a blind person, and my mood instantly shifted. I knew at that exact moment that I had raised a puppy with a purpose, and that he was not my dog, and he had to make a difference if another person’s life. Realizing Flint’s purpose was an event that transitioned me into an adult. I realized that I was selfish for thinking that Flint was my dog, and that it was acceptable to cry. Giving back to my community and helping someone else made me a better person than before. I now have an eleven week old yellow lab sitting next to me, training to be someone’s

Over the past few weeks I have continued reading the non-fiction book, Behind Hitler’s Lines by Thomas H. Taylor. I am currently on page 172. In this journal I will be predicting, visualizing, and questioning.

My dog rudy has always been with me up until not very long ago. Before I was born my parents rescued rudy and I think that may have influenced how he acted the rest of his life. Rudy was trained to be a fight dog when he was really small only about a year old and he was also trained to attack anybody in uniform like a police officer or a firefighter and that what could have cost him his life. One day the man who trained rudy was arrested on multiple charges and my dog attacked the police officers, when they gained control the officers locked him in a bathroom with no food and only toilet water. Three days later the grandmother of the man arrested called my auntie who had just had a baby and could not care for a dog and

Not all dog are perfect, and some might not be able to work well with the handler. If this is the case, the dog might be handed over to another instructor willing to try and teach the dog or they might just sell it all together. Buying the dog in the first place can be very expensive. “The cost of the dogs purchased in Germany is approximately $8,000 for the dog alone. The initial cost for the training of the dog for patrol, detection, and tracking is approximately $12,000. Therefore, the total cost to purchase and train one police dog is approximately $20,000.” This is why it’s disappointing when a dog and the handler don’t work

He keep me warm through the night and he would always let me have the wool blanket. But one night, Aedan really didn’t feel well, he was crying and holding his stomach. It was the first time I saw him cried, he always used to be this tough boy where noting could hurt him. In panic, I started searching the whole boat in hope of finding a doctor. It took such a long time, but I finally managed to find one. When the doctor looked at the pain that my brother suffered, he was already able to tell that those were the symptoms of a disease name typhus. The doctor even told Aedan that his friends had also that disease and it’s probably from there that he caught it. That night was probably the most painful night of my life. My father told me that for safety measures he would sleep with his son and I would have to sleep with mom instead. I didn’t mind sleeping with mom, but I had this feeling that she couldn't breathe, it felt as if someone was choking her. I also felt her heart pounding into her chest as I cuddled into her arms. That’s when she told me that my brother didn’t have much time left to survive. I started sobbing into my mothers’

Our dog, Bella, passed away and while we were shocked, the emotions we experienced didn’t correspond with the five stages of grief. Our Saturday was completely ordinary, until late in the afternoon, while we were watching TV, Bella suddenly could not walk. As my mom hurried to help her, I felt it in my gut, Bella was leaving us. As we drove back to our house from the emergency veterinary clinic, a solemn silence as dense as a thunderous cloud hung over me and my family. Even our other dog, Tia, was unusually quiet when we arrived back home.

It was a bone chilling January night; my mom received a call at about 11:15 PM, a call that changed my life forever. My Aunt June was on the other line. She was crying so hard my mother could barely understand her. Through the sobbing my mom finally understood that Brian, my cousin, had been in a horrible accident and she didn’t know how bad it was. My mother jumped out of the bed after she hung up the phone. She screamed up the stairs at my sister and me; it was a nerve shrilling scream. I could hear fear in her voice. My mom was always yelling at us growing up if we forgot to do something. She would even get us out of bed to finish something that wasn’t done completely. This particular