Grandma Alice was born on March 1, 1919 in Winnsboro, South Carolina. She was the oldest of five children. After she completed the 6th grade, she went to work, picking cotton. It was hot in the fields. She picked prickly, cotton at the tender age of eleven up until she turned sixteen, the Fair Labor Standards Act of 1938 excluded agriculture. At sixteen, she became a nannie for a wealthy, white family. Grandma would go on to raise her five children. She made sure that they would enlist in the armed services and/or went to college. She was determined that education was the key to her children’s freedom and independence. Grandma Alice did not experience a lot of freedom and she was denied a good education. I can still hear her say, “…go to
Alice Hoffman is an American Jewish writer, novelist and screenwriter. She was born on March
Alice Paul was a strong willed woman who would not stop for anything in order to secure equality for both women and men. She was a common person like most and therefore related to many of those around her. Although she was raised in a wealthy family, she faced the death of family member and even discouragement of the public for voicing her thoughts. Despite these setbacks, she never stopped fighting for her cause. Even at a young age she was raised and taught that women and men were equal. After college, she went to Europe and learned military publicity skills to help earn women’s right to vote. Her mission did not stop with that; she continued to fight for her beliefs. Alice Paul's ultimate goal was to earn
Alice Brown Davis- lived all of her life serving the Seminole Nation, in the early nineteenth century. She mostly taught, but she ran a trading post called Arbeka. She also built a ranch, was in charge of other local Native American currency, and was the superintendent of the Seminole girls' school. Not to mention she was a law interpreter, and even traveled to Palm beach, Florida to act as an interpreter a murder trial involving a Seminole man. In 1922 she became chief by President Warren G. Harding. Here, she became the first women to lead the Seminole Nation. Though, she was elected by the president, not by her tribe. Her tribe found her to be “well thought of and well respected and the people were happy with having her as Chief. “
There are many African American heroes who have contributed to my life; however, the one who impacted me most was Mildred Loving. Mrs. Loving was born in 1939 in Central Point, Virginia, a small town in the deep South. Racial bias was not an issue in this community because both black and white people were able to interact and form friendships with each other. As a result, Mildred and Richard were able to socialize and become friends. However, schools were not integrated, so they were unable to attend the same school.
I am Beverly Hemmings, one of Thomas Jefferson’s invisible children. I’m one of seven children that my mama Sally Hemmings had. We are being raised as slaves, but Master Jefferson provides us with better shoes and clothes. Whenever I call Master Jefferson papa in front of mama she whoops me. Mama said Master Jefferson loves me. He named me William Beverly, after his friend.
Grandma Chucky is a bit of a gossip monger, looking for juicy bits of info. I'm sure she feels concern for family, but she's still a gossiper. (I don't say this grudgingly. It's just her way.) When I talk with her on the phone, she gets off after about 2 seconds. It's probably because I'm so terse. I'm not interested in talking about other people either -- especially you're looking for dirt on people whom I actually like. Chicken probably has me pegged as a germaphobic, semi-anorexic, gay man.
Mrs.Glick, You have and always will be my favorite teacher. You are truly one in a million. Fifth Grade I was excited to have you as a teacher because you were my older sisters teacher before that. You always pushed me to do better you pushed me to get my AR points which made me the reader I am today. After 5th grade you became my “go to person” at temperance road and you still are today which I guess is how we got the nickname “Mama Glick”. I feel like you understand me too much that you’re like a older version of me. When I was suffering from my anxiety issues earlier this year you were the one that I actually listened to when you told me that I could get through this and that all I would need to do is trust in the lord and truly pray about
This morning, I flew to Alice Spring. Sr. Anne Cougle ushered me to the domestic airport at 06:45am. Once more, I experienced a trouble with my luggage. It’s too heavy for packing to the cabin, and then I got my English book and brought over to the other bag. The problem solved. About at 11am, the airplane flew through the dessert. It was my first time I saw the desert by myself. From the air, I saw there are no building or house at all. It was an empty space, wide-empty space. After a few minutes, it flew above The Alice Spring Town. I saw only a few buildings or houses. In 12.30 the airplane landed in The Alice Spring Airport, I met Sr. Anne Surtees was there. She took me to the community. Sr. Anne Surtees lived in this community with Sr.
My Grandma Musser put the Grand in grandma, she selflessly gave her time, shared her many talents and still managed to have fun with us. She was born in 1927 in Murtaugh Idaho to William and Annie Moise Goodman. She grew up on a farm, her father died as a result of a threshing accident; when she was nine. In her adult life she was a school and music teacher for many years; she directed the school’s musical programs in addition to a local children's choir. Before I met her she was injured in a car accident and so had trouble walking, even with this challenge she still tried to keep up with me and my sister.
Will the older generation know as much about sexual assault as my peers and I? That was the main question I was trying to solve before going into an interview with my grandma. I went into the interview having no idea whether my grandma would be as knowledgeable as I am or not. I have always looked up to my grandma and seen her as a role model. She’s always seemed to know the answers to any of my questions and is the wisest person I know. I thought the interview process was going to be easy, since I have a very good relationship with my grandma. I had set up an organized method of how I was going to ask the questions and was eager to call her. She was excited to receive a call from me as usual, and I was excited to find out the answer to my question.
Baroness Thatcher, also know as the ‘Iron Lady’ due to her uncompromising politics and leadership, led Britain for 11 years. Margaret Thatcher’s leadership was determined, persistent, intelligent and diplomatic, showing at times such as the miner strike, the Winter of Discontent, the Falkland War and the Cold War.
Pain and disappointment consumed her aging, tender heart. I watched the eyes that witnessed the civil rights movement first hand, slowly lose its spark. My grandmother’s expectation that her grandchildren would succeed her accomplishments slowly disintegrated. My cousins began a cycle. One by one, each of the males found themselves in a cell with a felony in one hand and a toothbrush in the other. One by one, each of the females found themselves back at home with a baby in one hand or empty handed in the other. She never found a college degree in their hands.
“If my story can make the difference in just one person's life, just one, I know I will have fulfilled my purpose on this earth.” This mentality encompasses the true nature of heroism- the desire to impact the world for good without the need for affirmation or recognition. My grandmother, or Nanny, as she is affectionately called, has faced many challenges throughout her lifetime. Despite her troubled childhood, battle with depression, and years of illness, she courageously approaches each day with optimism and courage. Nannie comes face to face with “Grendel” everyday and is a hero for fighting with tenacity, selflessness, and humility.
The 110 degree air hits my body as i walk out of the Miami florida airport where a bus is waiting for me and everybody else that is going to get a car to rent. I get excited and want to do as much as i can with my family
Throughout the years, I have had many nicknames. My very first one was Ladybug. My mom gave me this nickname. My second was Little Mama. My dad called me this. As I have grown older, my friends call me Ren. I think that my nicknames have shaped the person that I have grown into today and I would like to share with you how they have done this.