Freedom In O Pioneers !

My mother’s family is relatively new to America, early 20th century, and had migrated here from Bohemia (one of the Czech lands) after many political changes were occurring in Europe; which, eventually lead to the Great War (World War I). In their exodus from Europe all of their wealth was left behind and they only brought to America what they could carry. After arriving to the United States of America my ancestors immediately became successful with ambition and entrepreneurship. No one in my family stands idly by, nor do any of us stand around waiting for welfare. We are all very educated and successful and we have no tolerance for laziness and whining. My stepfather’s family is also from a highly successful and educated background; however, his family were in America since the Crowne. His family is linked to Thomas Jefferson, via marriage, and has had involvement with many of America’s great moment in history, such as, his families lumber company provided the wood for the first five frigates commissioned by Jefferson during the Barbary War. My biological father too has an in-depth history here in America. His family mostly were military officers in many of the countries early wars; i.e., French Indian Wars, Revolutionary War, Civil War, Spanish-American War, etc. Overall, I have quite an extensive

In the 90’s, my parents immigrated to the United States. My father was born and raised in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. He escaped from a time of high level of recruitment for the nation's army. He eluded the government for years and eventually came to North Dakota as a student. My mother is from the Former Yugoslavia; more specifically she was born in what is now Bosnia-Herzegovina and grew up in what is now Slovenia. My mother came to America to escape the failing monarchy in Yugoslavia, which was a result of many wars

My parents immigrated to the United States at a very young age. Having no higher education than elementary school, the only jobs they could find were working in the orchards. They would pick and thin apples during the summers, and prune trees during the cold winters. As soon as I was of working age, I would go out into the fields with them from early sunrise until the intense heat scorched our necks and faces. At a young age, I learned the harsh reality of what the daily life of an immigrant is. The long hours of hard work in the unforgiving heat of the sun; all for the low wages they were paid. These experiences in the orchard instilled in me a sense of drive to further my education and work hard to help families that were at a disadvantage as

I grew up in a small town in the state of Michoacan, Mexico until a few weeks after my seventh birthday. In 2001, after six years since my father petitioned to have us come to the United States with him and finally he had received a letter from U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services that his request had been approved. Being of that age, I was my mother’s companion everywhere, however, all I could grasp from those conversations was that we were going to the United States. I don 't think any of us knew what this meant or to what extent this would change our lives, not even my parents whom I thought knew it all.

“The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion,” is a quote written by Albert Camus, which displays the complexity of defining the term freedom. Jean-Paul Sartre’s play “The Flies,” defines the concept of freedom as the accountability of one’s own guilt, which allows individuals to recognize their own freedom. Furthermore, an individual that accepts accountability for one’s own guilt and responsibility for the city, or complete isolation, is living in freedom. Likewise, Zora Neal Hurston’s novel Their Eyes Were Watching God explores the notion of being or becoming absolutely free, finding her voice,

Finally, Myers uses a metaphor/personification to show how freedom doesn’t come by that easily. For instance, "If you born with freedom in your mouth, you got to satisfy it" (Myers #). The word freedom is a very power throughout the book, it shows how the generations of the Lewis's fought to be free but could never make it there. The author compares how freedom is related to food because when you eat food, you always satisfy

What is freedom? Have you ever wondered why the patriots wanted independence from the British government? For the colonist, freedom was a country without parliament and their taxes. When the king didn’t allowed them to be in the congress and then put taxes on them, the colonists got angry. To avoid this helplessness on their part, the colonists fought with the British because they wanted to establish a new government where they could make their own rules and laws.

This means that Mark Twain had the freedom to create his own meaning in his characters, while Douglass told his own story from his own life experiences. Douglass therefore didn’t have the freedom of creating a fictional story with the ability to manipulate characters at his own will, but instead had to candidly describe the people who had been so influential in his upbringing, whether for good or bad. This forthright description of real people in Douglass’ life is a more convincing argument against institutionalized racism because Douglass did not have the freedom to adjust the story as he pleased, which makes the events of his story increasingly

Coming from a family where all but only my mother and one of my aunts are immigrants

My maternal grandfather was an immigrant from Sicily, Italy, who came over on a boat to Ellis Island, with his mother and two older siblings to pursue a better life with opportunity. He became a “scholarship boy” (Rodriguez 49) and through determination and hard work, he became a civil engineer, designed infrastructures and developed inventions for the government, and was extremely successful. My maternal grandmother on the other hand, was born and raised in the United States, with her family lineage tracing back to the Donner party and distant relative, William Wallace. My grandparents met in Southern California, married, and settled in Santa Barbara. Being of Catholic faith, my grandmother became a stay at home mother, and conceived nine children. When my mother was in middle school, her parents divorced, and they were left to be raised by my grandmother, with the financial support of my grandfather. Being a newly divorced woman, my grandmother began to partake in the lifestyle of the 70’s/ early 80’s. My mother being

Let us begin from the very beginning, I was born in Medellín, Colombia on May 29th of 1996. I do not have biological siblings, nor did I lived long with my father, since he moved to the United States when I was quite young and I could barely remember a thing. Most of my childhood, my mother and I tried to visit him in the United States as often we could—and as often as our pocket would allow us. In fact, we tried on several occasions to remain in the country (U.S.), but our nostalgia for our homeland was greater

A long time ago, in a land far, far away...there were a group of European immigrants looking for a better life. It was between the late 1700’s and early 1800’s when they first heard about a place called America, a land like no other. So, these immigrants decided to embark on a journey to this new land, because of their desire for freedom and happiness. They were chasing what we now call the American Dream. And guess what? These immigrants so happen to be related to me.

“There’s a fine line between angry and grumpy. Angry isn’t nice, but grumpy is funny” (Wakeman 1). In the novel A Man Called Ove by Fredrik Backman lies a truly hilarious story about a senile man who is incredibly particular with his surroundings. Fredrik Backman does a wonderful job of turning an old grumpy man into a humorous story that most humans would chuckle at. The novel is all about a man named Ove; Ove hates foreign cars, cats, and especially people who don’t follow the rules. However, throughout the book Ove becomes more open to change and the new generation. In this journal I will be evaluating grumpy old Ove, the effect his new neighbor Parvaneh has on his life, and predicting if Ove is going to blossom into a pleasant old man.

My family’s ancestry has always been an open discussion among us. Could remember my mother speaking a different language or my father actually telling me about our ancestors. However, It’s wasn’t until I grew older that I was really able to understand and appreciate what everything meant. Since this was an ongoing discussion I was always able to ask my family questions, listen to stories about them living in Belize, and how they came to America. Not much is known about my father’s part of the family past my grandmother. My father believed she had sisters but were somehow separated. He expressed that she never talked about her family. My father never really knew his own father. My grandmother and father came from Belize to Los Angeles in 1979, he was only 16 years old. It was my Uncle Winston who, my father’s older brother, arranged for them to come. Back in Belize my father had dropped out of school at the age of 12. He felt that he needed to start working in order to provide for my grandmother, this did not sit well with my uncle and grandmother. All of his older sibling had went to the best schools in Belize, he was expected to do the same. My grandmother taught her children that education was the key to escaping poverty, all five of her children have associate degrees and retired from government jobs. Once he arrived in 1979 my uncle sat my father down and told him if he wanted to do something constructive with his life he would have to get an education. My father

Freedom means, to carry out one own choices, actions without coercion or constraint by necessity or circumstances. Fate often take a hand in the distillation of freedom. When this distillation occurs at weaker levels, benevolent slavery begins. A benevolent master usually receives gratitude from those slaves who are aware of their good fortune and will, in turn, work willingly. This form of slave's future is relatively certain, assured and predictable. Their offspring, born into a benevolent slavery, find the thought of freedom disturbing.