Mrs. Wheling: The Remembrance Of A Loving Father

There was a couple named Kiowa and Muraco. They've been together for 8 years. They had a beautiful, healthy baby girl. Her name was Cherokee. Kiowa and Muraco loved Cherokee so much but they knew they couldn't keep Cherokee because they were poor. They had no money to take care of Cherokee. Everyday they struggled to find food and water. Days went by and Kiowa was starting to get sick. Each day it got worse and worse. Her skin was turning red, her eyes were puffy and she constantly coughed and sneezed. Kiowa told Muraco she didn't feel good and she felt like she was going to die soon. On the fourth day, Kiowa died and Muraco was left to raise Cherokee by himself. Muraco knew nothing about raising kids. He was scared. He didn't know what to do so he decided to find help.

By time the Vanburens got settled into their new home, four hours later comes a set of twins that neither parent was prepared for. They named them Betty and Danny. The couple was in paradise with their beautiful baby girl and handsome little boy. With the two new editions to the family made Bessie and Rudolph worked extra hard on their business, but they didn?t mind not one bit. As the twins got older they was able to help their parents out just a little cause they was still consider to be toddlers but that didn?t stop them from giving the animals water and feeding them out their hand when the animals where being groom. On a hot muggy summer day Rudolph wasn?t feeling like himself, so he asked his lovely wife would she mind cleaning the Carns mustang. Of course Bessie jumped to that opportunity because of her love for mustangs. Bessie began to wash and talk to the mustang and the mustang was so relax and calm with her, you would think that Bessie had raised that mustang herself. After grooming Charming, the mustang, Bessie feed her and decided to ride Charmin after she was done

In the short stories A Worn Path by Eudora Welty and The Jilting of Granny Weatherall by Katherine Anne Porter, both women overcame several obstacles. In A Worn Path, Phoenix Jackson faced obstacles such as her age, physical challenges, and how others viewed her. Granny faced obstacles such as dying, feeling betrayed by her children, and disappointment in her love life.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in Habersham County, Tom was feeling slightly nervous as he exited the staff lounge and entered the hustle and bustle of County Hospital’s ER to begin his first shift as an RN. The first few hours of his shift passed slowly as Tom mostly checked vital signs and listened to patients complain about various aches, pains, coughs, and sniffles. He realized that the attending physician, Dr. Greene, who was rather “old school” in general about how he interacted with nursing staff, wanted to start him out slowly. Tom knew, though, that the paramedics could bring in a trauma patient at any time.

In “The Jilting of Granny Weatherall” by Katherine Anne Porter, we learn of an elderly woman who is lying on her death bed watching her life pass before her eyes. We learn, from these flashbacks, how much she has overcome and endured, and how she's put her whole heart into being a mother and wife up until her last breath, when she blew out the candle and rode with her Father in a cart to heaven. It’s this very reason why Porter, in my opinion, chose Granny as the narrator of this story; so we could see the story through her eyes, being able to relate and appreciate it better.

In Katherine Anne Porter's "The Jilting of Granny Weatherall" an old woman's light is slowly fading out and memories from her past are phasing in and out of her head as she lives out her final moments. The times she was "jilted" are pouring out of her memories, releasing themselves and allowing her the peaceful death she so desires. She has good memories: memories of her children, memories of her husband, and memories of her silly father: "Her father had lived to be one hundred and two years old and had drunk a noggin of strong hot toddy on his last birthday. He told the reporters it was his daily habit, and he owed his long life to that" (Porter 2). But it is the bad memories she's letting go of, the memories of her many "jiltings".

I recognized them at once. There was Roy, who'd been shot in the arm in the first White Raiders attack, and Leander Purneau from the cotton gin.

When an intruder came in a women's house, she grabbed a shotgun to protect her kids. Then when the guy came near she said "back up" and pointed the gun at him. Then when he moved closer to her and then she said, without thinking she shot the man. Then the man turned around and stumbled out of the house.

On the way home I thought about asking Soda about my essay. I knew Soda would tell me that “it was perfect and that I was so smart”, Darry would say “it needs more information”. When I walked into the house Soda had a weed and a letter in his hand, I thought to myself “It’s very strange for Soda to smoke.” He only smokes when he needs to calm his nerves. When i looked at his face closer he looked happy but mad. I asked “What’s wrong.” He didn’t reply, so I sat down next to him and the letter was from Sandy! The letter said “ Hello Soda i’ve missed you.” “There is something very important that i should have told you a long time ago.” “ I lied when I found out that I was pregnant I was so happy but, I thought that it would hold you back from being you.” That’s when I decided to move to Florida. “ I made you believe that the baby was someone else’s when it’s actually yours.” Right now your baby girl is five months old.” “ Soda i’m really sorry for any pain I caused but, if you want to see her I will give you the money for you and your brothers to come see her.” “ From Sandy.” Soda quickly crumbled up the paper and ran out the door. Shortly after that Darry was home from school.

6th Grade: Mrs. McEversons. Moving up to sixth grade was really scary. Actually, not that scary, but it's a whole new school, new friends, and new, well, pretty much EVERYTHING, except for a few of my old friends.

“Oh, there you are” her mother would reply Jordan would giggle, then run back out the back door with no shoes on. For a few days Jordan came inside the house limping on one foot, crying to her mother, “Mommy, I got cactus stuck in my foot” her mother would sit there with tweezers, pulling out each spine from the heel of her foot Jordan flinching each time she yanked one out. As soon as her mother was done, she'd look at her mother thankful she could help her, but still a tear still rolled down her face onto the floor from the surging pain now in her foot. Her mother would look at her in the eyes and repeat “You better learn how to wear your shoes” Jordan would nod, then limp off to her room to take a nap. One day, Jordan opened her eyes, she looked out the door and found her mother to be in the yard digging up cactus in the yard. Jordan made sure to put on some shoes and ran outside hiding around the corner of the house. Her mother saw her peeking around the corner of her house and said “Jordan, do you want to come help me?” Jordan smiled disappearing back around the house. She ran around the other side of the house trying to make her mother to jump. Kristina would giggle and say “Get over here you little turd” Jordan would run up to her mother, hug her, then look up at her saying “I love you mom” as her mother looked down

My fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Wilsey, has influenced my life. Right before I entered fifth grade, I was diagnosed with Crohn’s Disease. Crohn’s Disease is an incurable disease that causes inflammation throughout my entire gastrointestinal tract. While in fifth grade, I had to miss numerous days of school because of the treatments I would receive during the school day that was three hours away, as well as suffering from complications due to my Crohn’s Disease. Even though I was worried about falling behind in my classwork, Mrs. Wilsey was always there for me and guiding me through the most difficult time of my life. She was always willing to help me get caught up with the assignments I missed, and she would allow me to have extra time to make

Being a father is a thankless job; it is a heavy responsibility for those who hold the title. There are some fathers who fail their children through abuse, neglect, and absence. Theodore Roethke’s “Papa’s Waltz” recounts a night the speaker’s father returns home late after drinking. What happens next can be interpreted as violence or merriment. Lucille Clifton’s “Forgiving my Father” is a visit to the grave where the child of two deceased parents “pays her dues”. The relationship between father and child in “Forgiving my Father” by Clinton is more positive than that in Roethke’s “My Papa’s Waltz” allowing for a more loving speaker.

As Father's Day was coming up, Susie decided to take her daughter to the local shopping center to find an amazing gift. Penny, the daughter, strutted down the stairs in high heels and in a sparkly fancy dress. She looked like a movie star ready to walk the red carpet. The mother looked in confusion but did not say a word, the two hours it took Penny to get ready left the mother in a state of annoyance and longing for the errand to be taken care of.

Sally was digging in the attic one night. In the bottom of an old box she stumbled across a tape. She shot down the stairs like a dart with excitement to find out what was on it. She watched intently and a smile broke out across her face as the images flashed up on the screen. It turned out to be videos of her as a child with her mother. She had missed her mother greatly since she had been gone.