Personal Narrative: Nohe Germany

Walking away from everything you once knew and starting over is never a picnic. Leaving Iraq, and moving to America has impacted my life more than anything. I was only 4 years old at that time, and the only English I spoke was “excuse me, water please.” My family and I did not know it then, but our lives were going to change; we would become “Americanized”. Learning English was one of the massive changes that occurred, the way I dressed (culture), and even the way I had power to go to school and educate myself.

If it had been up to me, reconstruction would have gone a little differently. My ideas for reconstruction probably would have been seen as extreme at the time. In my opinion we should have forgiven the south and possibly have had some form of oath or apology in place, but afterwards joined together as a country and given african american people the exact same rights as white people. And we should have put punishments in place for those who chose not to comply. In the beginning i think this might have sparked a lot of anger or controversy but eventually people would have gotten used to treating african americans like they would anybody else. In my opinion, we probably would not face as many problems with racism as we do now if we had taken

I rush into my home and run up the stairs to my room. I jump on my bed and roll over to my laptop and open it quickly. I log onto the One Direction site and see that I made it in time to see the bid. I scroll and try and find my name and I see I'm in third place for the tickets and the time is running out. I've already bid $7000 for three tickets and backstage passes. The reason it's so expensive is because these passes are the last set of passes for their concert. 5sos is also playing so we would be meeting two bands and hearing both of them play.

Throughout the conversation, Susan did not inform me that the home was still in First Look and not open to investors at this time. Susan did not highlight any features of the home, nor did she talk about the neighborhood or the surrounding area. When asked, Susan paused to reference the property file and stated, "In looking at the pictures it appears that it needs interior paint, carpet, appliances, and a few windows, which the previous seller must have taken." She stated, "I don't know why they have to remove things from the homes." I asked, "Do you have offers?" She paused to check the property file and answered, "No offers." I asked, "Is the property behind the home farmland?" She paused to reference the property file and replied, "It appears

This past week would be my fourth time going to anything state. This Tuesday my aunts and a couple of my cousins and I got in the car and drove all the way to Des Moines for the state tournnament. Once we got there we sat down in a good spot it was Hannah, Trey, Kayla, and I. Kayla and Hannah left to go to the bathroom, and it was Trey and I saving the spots. Trey left to go to the bathroom so I was saving the spots. After a little bit Kailyn Erikson and Emma Rissman came and asked me to move, (I thought they wanted to get through) then all of a sudden they sat down. And I said "excuse me these spots are saved" and they said, "not anymore". So when they got back they asked the girls to leave and they said 'We are older so we can sit here".

I never thought I would be labeled an outsider, a misfit even. As I trudged my way through the halls of my small town high school, I would endure the gazing pairs of eyes, that belonged to my peers, followed by whispering and often times some laughter. I always used zone out during those repetitive speeches and commercials about the effects of gossiping and rumors; never did I imagine that one day I would be on the receiving end of of the everyday potshot. Growing up I was always the center of attention, the one everyone yearned to be friends with, never was I the antisocial child in the corner with nowhere to turn… not until high school. They say high school changes you. They say high school accounts for some of the greatest years of

What Italian explorer Amerigo Vespucci coined "The New World" was now overrun by man-eating zombies. It all started in Chile and Argentina; news of a highly infectious pathogen had begun spreading at breakneck speeds. By the time epidemiologists had discovered the cause of this pathogen it had already spread to the Western half of the United States and was making its way east.

Recently I took a trip to Nashville, and YES it was so much fun, I learned a lot about my business, met some of my AWESOME business partners, but most of all I got back my Country Roots !

As a biracial gay teenager, in what is now a dystopian Euro-America. The world can be relatively cruel to a kid like me. Not to mention, I have been orphaned twice and homeless due to my adopted parents untimely death in the past month. I’d say I miss them but they didn’t leave anything to me in their will, everything either went to my sister or other relative that i have never heard of. Also, I don’t miss them on the sheer fact that I may or may not be responsible for their untimely disappearance. We’ll return to that statement later for now my tragic life story

Since moving to Orillia back last September, I have wanted to drive on my own to Barrie and just walk around the Georgian Mall just to prove my self that I can drive on the high way and I can go any where if I try. When this assignment came about I knew right away that I would choose the “Day of Nonconformity” because going to Barrie is something I want to do for myself and not for anyone else. I choose to go on a Friday because that was the best time for me to go because I have no classes that day and I also have school to be done so I though Friday would work for me. Also, one of my friends tagged along so that I was not alone on this trip. I got to walk all around and went into the stores I want to go into. I never actually ended up buying

Come! Imagine! Imagine with me! Imagine a time that has not yet happened, and events that have not taken place! Imagine darkly, that the nature of mankind, that his need to compete had grown to the ultimate competition, and as predicted by the Inca calendar, by Nostradamus, and the book of Revelation; that on Dec 24, in the year of our lord, 2012, when all the galaxy was aligned from it’s center to it’s fringes, that the stockpiles of the nuclear fail safe systems of mutual destruction, which had been assembled by the Old World Order through the United Nations as a tool for everlasting peace; was triggered by nearly senseless competing between ominous, self blinded, baleful, heads of powerful governments, and had detonated simultaneously,

Moving past the 1920’s, the stock markets crash of 1930’s, and the Second World War, we enter into a new world for many people, post war. The war ended in 1945 and the soldiers were sent home to their loved ones to marry and start families. Many of the fashions after the war remained the same as what was worn during the war. Many men continued to wear uniforms even at home as their way of adjusting to post war life. Another way soldiers adjusted to life after the war was by taking jackets like the Eisenhower jacket, named after President Dwight D. Eisenhower, worn during the war by wearing it as an everyday look (Welters 2015). My great grandfather, Frank Blair, on my mother’s side of the family was one of those soldiers who returned home to

My first paper was a descriptive paper where I had to describe a person close to me I chose my mother. The way I described my mother from the way she looked to the way other people look at her, works for my whole paper and you can’t see it all through the paper. My paper does fall short because my font size and grammar made my essay bad. I didn’t fully spell out words and used a lot of slang words instead of proper grammar. When me and my mother were at the beach and we watched the sunset, I made the reader really feel like they were there watching the sunset. “The sunset change into 3 different colors, tangy orange, fiery red and mellow yellow.” If I didn’t write the paper and I had to read the paper I would’ve imagined I was there at the

It is the summer of 2018 and there is still an ongoing Syrian war. As of now there are around one million Syrians coming into a new world, joining the Americas. I am kind of excited to possibly bring a new person into my life. However with school starting back up, it might be very difficult to juggle both new and old challenges. The new world being with the Syrian refugees and the old being my normal school life.

Growing up with a mother who worked first shift, a father who worked third shift, and a brother nine months older than me, I had literally no one to teach me how to read. I would sit in the middle of the living room floor and hold a book upside down and pretend to read. I had no idea what was actually on the page but from the picture I was pretty spot on. I would read anything with pictures on it. My first reading encounter did not start off in an academic setting.