Personal Narrative: Grey Water-Laden Clouds

Shaila Bhave is an Indian Hindu living in Canada when a plane bombing tears apart her world and the world around her. She along with many people suffer through the grief of the traumatic accident in losing family and friends, Where she lost her husband and two sons. The entire story is set around her learning how to deal with her grief because of the accident. It shows how she thinks and processes all of the emotions one experiences in a hardship. This story works through the main steps of facing grief Shock, Guilt anger, depression and acceptance

“No human being could have passed a happier childhood than myself. My parents were possessed by the very spirit of kindness and indulgence. We felt that they were not the tyrants to rule our lot according to their caprice, but the agents and creators of all the many delights which we enjoyed. When I mingled with other families I distinctly discerned how peculiarly fortunate my lot was, and gratitude assisted the development of filial love.”

Dustin Vaughan had a terrible game on Sunday night. He didn’t look comfortable in the pocket threw picks & just was all over the place with the ball. Showers showed poised while being very calm while in the pocket. When moving outside of the pocket he always kept his eyes downfield to look for open wide-receivers. The fact that Showers can play special teams and make tackles he wouldn’t be a waste to use for the 46 game day roster if coaches decide to use him. I also considered that the Cowboys could go back to keeping two quarterbacks and hoping they could land Showers on practice squad.

My parents sent me to China soon after I was born to be in the care of my grandparents due to financial circumstances. For five years, I regarded my grandparents as my parental figures, and I always questioned why my “parents” were so old compared to my friends’ parents. I realized the truth the first time my mom called me and my grandparents told me who she was. After that phone call, my parents started to call me more frequently, and I always asked them questions about their life, as I was curious. Usually, I would forget these conversations, but sometimes, after a call, I wondered how different their lives were from mine’s; I imagined them as being wealthy and living in a big house. While I enjoyed talking to them, I never imagined the day that I would receive the shocking news that I was going to move to America to live with my

An analogy has been drawn about how she was in the past and how is she now. She was a carefree person, demanding love in her life, wanting to take care of her children and become a house wife and now she works as a schoolteacher, has become a responsible person concerned about her husband and child, struggling for her son’s life, bearing tantrums of her sister-in-law and living in a small house in a small city. On the other hand, Komal, sister-in-law of Anjali is a character shown who seems to be frustrated from her life from the time she has lost her husband. The book has depicted another face of an Indian woman, who lives her entire life following the customs that the society has decided for a widow. Anjali tried to make her first marriage successful by taking care of small things like making her husband, his favorite cardamom chai and best of meals while Prakash’s second wife Indu was never concerned about any of his likings and gave priority to her own personal

As a kid, there were times when I thought that my parents did not love me. I always thought to myself, “Why can’t you both support me?” Every dream or desire I had was shot down with doubt. Reading Let’s Explore Diabetes with Owls by David Sedaris made me think about how why some parents do not show admiration toward their children. David Sedaris talked about a time when his parents forced him to swim at the Raleigh Country Club. Every effort he

Yet,it only washed away a few;the easy sorrows,but the effusive pains remained.Suddenly without warning,a vivid memory of my mother rushed to my mind and my heart constricted.

In the busyness and chaos of everyday life does anyone take the time to ponder about how they became the person they are today? Should they? Every individual consists of a complex collection of experiences and influential characters that help shape him or her into an ever-changing human. That person will then procced to influence another individual, continuing the cycle. In her essay “Go Ahead: Write About Your Parents, Again,” author Tarn Wilson explains her reasoning on why people should not be ashamed of their parents.

"Come on, just a little bit longer. Just a few more hours and I can go home," I think to myself. It's the middle of the school year, right after our bathroom break, the second grade school year. We're the big kids in the hall. Kaley held me in the back and now I really have to use the bathroom. I feel just like the narrator of "Ringing Wet"; I am horrified.

Looking back at my past, I recall my mother and father’s relationship as if it were yesterday. I am only four years old, small and curious; I tended to walk around my home aimlessly. I would climb book shelves like a mountain explorer venturing through the Himalayans, draw on walls to open windows to my own imagination, or run laps around the living room rug because to me I was an Olympic track star competing for her gold medal; however my parents did not enjoy my rambunctious imagination. My parents never punished me for it but would blame each other for horrible parenting skills; at the time I did not understand their fights, but instead was curious about why they would fight.

Finally, Jayanti’s first exposure to the world outside her Aunt’s house and the events that lead after, changes who she really is,

Can you imagine your life without your parents? Your parents are the ones who teach you about what’s right and what’s wrong, about growing up, about respecting others, about life and death; they are the ones who help you to become who you are today. Without them, you would be lost; you would stumble without their loving guide. It’s true; however, some parents do not have the best influence upon their kids, damaging the kid’s potential goals in life. There are also times when one parent can influence you more than the other, just like in Hugo Hamilton’s memoir, The Speckled People. In his beautifully vivid written memoir, we encounter a young boy named Johannes who faces many misconceptions due to his father’s teachings. Throughout his naïve

After going through this novel, “The hero’s walk” Nandana, the young girl has no other option than to live with her grandparents. In passing days, she may be adapted to Indian culture. Her grandfather Sripathi as usual writer letter to the editor of the News paper starting, “early this morning, at Toturpuram beach, I saw the most amazing sight....”

In 1990 after my daughter and I were caught in a torrential downpour, wherein the rain was actually blowing sideways. As we entered an air-conditioned store, my daughter appeared to have gone in some form of shock; due to her being wet and the atmospheric conditions. After this incident I began to research the internet, stores, catalogs any place that sold items for children, nothing existed. I played with fabric and chemical and created the Rain/Element

She tells Marji about when her father got arrested, and she lost everything including their wealth. Despite her family being in poverty she still looks forward to seeing her family looking modest. Later on that night, her family continues to wait on Marji’s father to come home from taking pictures of demonstrations. He took pictures also must every day, but that day he was running very late. Marji immediately assumes that he is dead because taking picture of the demonstrations is very dangerous.