My Hero's Journey By Gabrielle

On January 3, 2009 around 11:00 PM the phone rang with what I thought was exciting news about my newly born sister, Tristyn ,but quickly turned to horror. I could heard the fright in my dad's shaken voice as he told me Tristyn had to go into immediate heart surgery because she needed a stent to open up the blood flow to her heart. Being eight at the time the only thing I could think about was how she might not make it. My dad said to me “look after your sisters, and tell them nothing about the surgery”, which terrified me more than before. I knew I needed to be brave and take charge of the situations for my sisters. Bravery is something I learned for a situation I never knew would happen.

Angela Kydd has her expertise in frail older people and people with dementia. She worked as a nurse for ten years before working in academia. She is an associate professor at Edinburgh Napier University and works as a co-founder of a Pan-University Ageing Research Network. Over the years she has designed and delivered degree and masters programmes and modules in gerontology. She has undertaken research in attitudes to health care professionals working with older people, self-care beliefs of women with diabetes and her PhD thesis was on delayed discharge from a policy and patient perspective. She has also undertaken evaluations of clinical areas and projects. Her latest project was on developing the culture and care in a care home setting, which

We also learn about the new SAT and its essay component, which some college completely ignore. Some college and universities are eliminating their requirement for the SAT or ACT in an effort to minimize their importance and stress that surrounds them.

Dorothy Allison’s essay, Panacea, recalls the fond childhood memories about her favorite dish, gravy. Allison uses vivid imagery to cook up a warm feeling about family meals to those who may be a poor family or a young mother. Appeal to the senses shows this warm feeling, along with a peaceful diction.

How do authors generate ideas when writing? Many authors shape their works by reflecting on occurrences in their lives. While some utilize positive occurrences, more often than not, poets incorporate unpleasant experiences in their compositions. Mary Oliver exhibits this technique by incorporating her tough childhood into her poetry. “…with words, I could build a world I could live in. I had a very dysfunctional family, and a very hard childhood. So I made a world out of words. And it was my salvation” (Shriver). As a result of her sufferings, Oliver also turned to nature for inspiration. Mary Oliver’s works focused on her observations in nature, which provided an escape from reality. Mary Oliver’s experiences in life profoundly influenced

“You know what I’ve found out about disappointments? I think that if we face them down, they can become our strengths.” (Bauer 113) In the novel Hope Was Here written by Joan Bauer, the main characters go through some difficult struggles. One of the main people, Braverman and Addie both had to overcome disconsolate times. Braverman chooses family over education. Addie goes through hard times when she losses her husband along with three unborn babies. This reminds me of the time where my mother’s friend, like Addie, lost a child, and had to overcome that. While people go through difficult struggles everyday, they learn to learn and grow from them. Like William J. H. Boetcker said, “The difficulties and struggles of today are but the price

"If you want something said, ask a man; if you want something done, ask a woman," is a common quote used in the modern day. But just 20 years ago women were still fighting for their rights in America, how has this changed? Well, believe it all starts with women who wanted change, a right to own property or even equal right, it just was taken as unfair. As well as, that a wife had no legal identity apart from her husband, and which put women in a situation realizing they could make things change, started one at a time to become fed up with this arrangement. Circling The Sun by Paula McClain is all about a young named Beryl, who was abandoned by her mother as a child, being left to be raised by her work-devoted father and the native Kipsigis tribe,who share his estate. Beryl grew up to a young women with a fierce love of all things. when the wild child has to grow up, Beryl looses everything she knows and trusts. She is pitched in to a disastrous marriage, Jock Purves, and her husbands intent is to make her life miserable; however she is destined to find a way to her freedom. Trying to find they way she can live and love by her own rules, she charges forward through the unmapped territory of what she think she wants, on a path she finds herself meeting a man, that helps her to find her truest self and her fate. Its a astonishing story of a fearless young women, who extends out past others, to find freedom. Which makes you heart swell; however, Beryl was a women

The American Dream; three small words yet they hold so much meaning to American citizens, whether they know it or not. Freedom, money, material possessions, liberty, happiness; these are all things that can encompass the definition of the American Dream. As an immigrant it can mean freedom, as a United States Citizen it can mean Liberty, and as an individual it can mean the ability to acquire material prosperity and wealth. As the years march on, this concept changes as our world is advancing. In Stephanie Maier 's article she explains this very well, "There is little doubt that the definition of the American Dream has changed as America itself has changed. As the fabric of society shifts focus, so does the focus of the Dream." Our world is constantly changing which means that our values and desires are going to change; we cannot avoid that. My values of an American Dream is a country willing to welcome others, which embodies liberty, freedom, and justice, that gives you the right to family and religion.

The book I am going to be talking about is “The Road To You” by Alecia Whitaker. Just saying this book is mostly about music and if you like music this book is perfect for your choice.The main character of the book is Bird. Bird is a famous person and she writes musics. There was one day when Bird meets Kai and immediately connect over their love for music. Bird also collab with some people and ask advice about her song. Bird went into a contest which is CMA and she continues to write her songs. Read to find out what happens next if she won or

I listened thoughtfully as she listed off her countless struggles. The thought of her undergoing challenges similar to mine was inconceivable. She revealed her failures with classes and overall health to display that, like me, she did not have an easy experience at the Missouri Academy. Then, she lowered her voice to a whisper and spoke about how others had reacted to her revealing her sexual orientation. The disrespect she experienced solely for whom she loved was terrible, not merely at the hands her peers, but our mother as well. Then, with more gusto, she explained that her stubbornness would not allow their hate to hinder her progress to reach her aspirations. Rather it motivated her perseverance and strengthened her. As she spoke about her mistakes and challenges, a person I had known my whole life was a complete stranger. Yet, for the first time, I saw my sister more genuine than ever before. She is a broken person, facing adversity and devastation like all people, only unyielding to

“We are gathered here today to celebrate the life of my sister Laurent Martinez. My sister was an amazing wife, mother, daughter, and sibling. When I think of Laurent as a child I cannot help but ponder on how much she enjoyed exploring the world which seems so vast from our beach house backyard. Most of our summers involved walking the white sands in search for sea shells and sand dollars. My sister was a captivating individual, every time that she entered a room it was automatically illuminated with laughter and a fun filled time. Laurent was way more than a spontaneous risk taker; she also had a humble soul which could place a smile on anyone’s face. She had this light spirit to her which allowed her to have a variety of friends; my sister

It was February 4, 2015 when the world around our community flipped upside down for a few days. A time that was so surreal for the families and friends for Breanna Nicole Rodriguez. To some, she is the light; she is the image of love for everyone in her life. Others see her as the young girl who had her life taken from her at an early age. And others still see her as the young girl that was always the life of the party; with a couple of beers in her hand and no care in the world. I had the chance to know Breanna for more than half of my life and I see her from every aspect. She was and still is the light to many lives; the crazy party girl who had her life taken away so quick and easy. Despite the negative impact her death had on many lives,

I am Addison Gatschene; I am 14 years old. My personality can be very different it just depends on how well you know me. If you don't know me that well then you would see me as a shy and quiet girl. But if you know me really well then I am fun, outgoing, and a great friend. Some of my friends see me as nice, funny, caring, fun to be around, never boring, great friend and a great person.

When hard things happen, I shut down. I don’t talk and I don’t know how to act. On this particular April night, someone’s life was in my hands. After a long day at work, I was excited to sit down and relax. Not ten minutes after putting my feet up, I got a call from my sister, Hayley. I answered as I would any other call, not knowing it would scar me for life.

“Mackenzie, whaddaya doin’?” Grace called out to me. Grace Davis has been my best friend ever since my dad left my family. She shared almost all of the same interests as me, except we could never agree on what to do in an important situation. Whether it was what restaurant to go to, or what to wear to school, we could never agree. I shrugged. I was too involved in the moment to really think about doing any sort of action. It was eight in the morning. I figured that it would talk me about half an hour from now to be fully energized for the day. It felt like were the only ones on the beach, the emptiness and despair seemed to fill the air. I felt a chill go down my spine by just thinking about it.