Finally, we arrived at the magnificent Ellis Island. Lady liberty was there and I was so happy to see her. I've always wanted to see her. She stood high and was as green as an emerald city, but there was no time to waist I had to go to through the process of immigration. The first class passengers were let off first, but it wasn't long before the roaring herd of steerage came off I had to make my way to the center. First I went to passport registration I thankfully made it through and I was off to costumes to fill out a piece of paper about me it didn't take long and I was off to medical I remembered I had a bad heartbeat, but I prayed that I would have no trouble getting through. But, I was wrong the medical person told me to do 5 jumping
The day was so boiling that you could see the heat simmering above the road. I sat beside Lauren, my best friend of two years, as we buzzed down the highway in her father’s, or as I call him Burnie’s, Cadillac De Ville Convertible. With the roof off and wind in our ears, blocking any possible sound from being heard.
When the ship finally arrived at America. I was feeling excited yet apprehensive. I felt excited to see this new world that had been all the talk on the ship. However, worry was practically eating my insides; where would we go? What would we do? Would wild animals attack us? How would we earn our living? Would there be savages waiting for us? Where were we landing? Would we be sent back? What would the people be like? Would I still be able to go to school? Would we have to live off the land? (If so, I could take Carlotta and Sancho with me)! I could not bear the thought of another few weeks cooped up in that ship. Of course, I was nervous, and there were butterflies in my stomach, too!
Three Mile Island in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, contained the most serious commercial nuclear accident in U.S. history. The events that followed taught the U.S. a lesson learned about nuclear power and the damage it can cause. The Three Mile accident paved the way for reforms in the way nuclear power plants were operated and regulated. the location of the island, the accident, the meltdown, the aftermath, and the media circus were all critical points in the lessons learned.
After our long, miserable ship ride, we were dropped off at Ellis Island where we were herded like cattle. We were inspected head to toe, and asked so many questions. Nurses pinched, pulled, and probed all over, and my little sister sobbed the entire time. My poor mother barely passed the medical inspections since she caught an awful cough and lost so much weight on the ship. There were tears in all of our eyes when we were greeted by my father and brothers when we were finally cleared to enter America. I believe my mother and I aged three years in only a month’s journey, but my father and brothers had different look to them, tired, but also happy and
“Mama?” Almost immediately I cannot detect her red curly hair anymore, I can only hear her cry my name, “Sonny!” My heart drops down to my feet the second I cannot hear her voice calling my name anymore. What do I do? Do I ask for help? How come when something finally goes right, something goes wrong? Mother and I just finished the Ellis Island inspection and become separated. With no clue where I stand, I have a mini panic attack. To make everything worse, it’s ice-cold out here.
In America’s history, Native Americans have been discriminated against and oppressed repeatedly. Various authors have brought attention to the mistreatment of this group of people, and the theme of Natives and the American Dream can be seen in numerous literary works. In the poems “Ellis Island” by Joseph Bruchac III and “Evolution” by Sherman Alexie, the authors bring attention to the hardships Native Americans have faced, and show a different perspective of the American Dream.
We meet up with some of our neighbors inside, then I thought to myself, this isn't going to be as bad as I expected. As I looked around I saw three bright blonds and realized that it was Kelly Righter and her siblings who lived up the street. Once we signed in we traveled down a few hallways. The people that worked at the veterans hospital said we have to split into two groups. Our family stayed together and we were with the righters. We
shoving each other to get the first breathe of “American Air.” I held the children close to me as we winded up the many flights of stairs. My heart beat was increasing at each step I took, for it was such a thrill. It was a great joy to watch the little one’s expressions as they too were as excited as I was. We stepped outside and walked a ways following the crowd as we all slowly entered a large building. There was a sign hanging above the entrance that said “ Ellis Island.”
In Exiles and Pioneers, John Bowes argues that "the history of these Indian communities in the nineteenth century encompasses a contest over geographic and political place” in the United States (3). He focuses not only on how moving west affected the Native Americans, but how the political warfare around them also held a tremendous amount uncertainty over them. These Indian communities would now need to learn the dealings of the Indian tribes in the west, but also learn how to pacify the Americans enough to keep hold of their new land whilst holding enough strength to not be seen as weak and removable. Continually, they now had to learn how to cultivate new land and be prosperous in a completely different environment from their old lands in
The smell of the salt water hangs in the air on a crisp autumn day in the year 1585, as the sounds of waves crashing against the ships on the coast can be heard off in the distant. Sir Walter Raleigh 's explorers Philip Amadas and Arthur Barlowe steps foot on the sand of the beach of what is now common day Virginia, and breaths in the air of what is the New World.
Field work at Ellis Island 2015 Spent the day at the Ellis Island Monument, listening to the auditory evidence, saw some of the holding rooms where the immigrants were held, the medical examination room were immigrants were further inspected, the detention room and the main hall where all the immigrants would wait to be told if they could go onto the mainland. Because of a flood that had happened in previous years, some of the evidence had been destroyed and visitors weren’t allowed to see the other building on the island.
Island Games Mystery of the Four Quadrants was an exciting book written by a 12-year-old named Caleb J. Boyer. It started out as Matthew wakes up on a sandy beach and finds his best friend Ryan laying next to him unconscious. With no idea how they got there and no memory of their lives, they have to find a way to survive. The only thing they do know is that they are best friends and they need to find food and water fast. In their first attempt to find food and be rescued, they head for a boat in the ocean that they could see in the distance. They soon found out that after they risk their life with whatever huge obstacle they cross, they are rewarded with food and water. Sometimes along with the food and water they also get some kind of survival
The main character in the story is Jim Hawkins. He is a young boy who looks for adventure. He and a few experienced men search for Ben Gunn, and want to have him enlist in their cause. They steal the Hispanolia (a ship) and return it to the captain to which it rightfully belongs.
For this Unit I’ve chosen to read Franz Kafka’s In the Penal Colony, a short story about an unnamed penal colony where punishment does not have to fit the crime. Unfortunately, since untold millions of people died in such conditions in the 20th century, plenty of works give us an idea how life was; probably, the first glimpse was given in 1962 by Solzhenitsyn in his One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich. The physical deprivations—the bitter cold, the perpetual hunger, the inexhaustible exhaustion, and the untreated diseases—were only half of the equation. The other half was the destruction of the human psyche by the application of modern psychology; for example, the notorious reeducation experiment in the Romanian Pitești Prison (Robert &
At 7:00 pm in November 17,2017; Kean University: Little Theater hosted a staged reading called “Liberty Live: Black Tom Island”. The audience were mostly older people, there were barely any students or younger people. The theater was quite small; it seemed like less than 200 people can sit in this theater. Since it was a staged reading, there weren’t much equipment used during the play. It consisted the two main characters and their script on a stand. Some scene did consist in having chairs and a coat hanger on stage but, that was about it. Stage Reading performance is “… a form of theatre without sets or full costumes. The actors, who read from scripts, may be seated, stand in fixed positions, or incorporate minimal stage movement. ... A narrator may read stage directions aloud.” (Google). In this Stage Reading, there were two main characters, and a narrator on the side of the stage reading the small details on what will happen in each scene.