The British In Battle-Personal Narrative

The great man tinkered with his little motor. He worked in an eerie silence. The echoes of metallic tools reverberated through the area. The workshop was very spacious, a large opened room with several cluttered work desk scattered about the area. Loose pages littered the tile floor, stretching from wall to wall; illustrated with the man's genius rantings.

In the first picture shown, the British soldiers are stoically marching in formation towards the Americans. The image uses juxtaposition of the British soldiers to show that they are in formation, and are more disciplined than the rogue American army. The author also uses juxtaposition of the British soldiers to the dead American soldiers to show that they are able to beat the Americans easily. In the second picture, the author uses juxtaposition of the terrified Americans to the British to show that the British are able to force the Americans to retreat.

Within the chapter “How to Tell a True War Story,” O’Brien writes about a story that Mitchell Sanders recounts to be true. The surrealist part is when Sanders talks about how they heard noises within the forests of Nam. Sanders says, “...but after a while they start hearing -you won’t believe this- they hear chamber music… Then after a while they hear gook opera and a glee club…” (Pg. 71). When he says this he is really adding details to pad the story up. Like when Sanders say, “The whole country. Vietnam. The place talks. It talks. Understand? Nam - it truly talks.” (Pg. 71). He means to say that he added those things that they heard because there were sounds they heard that couldn’t be explained. Later on he says that those things they heard

The Battle of Britain was the first battle in World War 2 where the Germans had suffered a big loss. It was an aerial battle between the Royal Air Force (RAF) and the German Air Force (Luftwaffe). It was the first battle fought entirely by the air force and would last from the 10th of July to the 31st of October 1940. The Battle of Britain was an extremely influential battle that occurred and would influence the outcome of World War 2 as the Luftwaffe had received a lethal blow, and would never fully recover from this loss.

If I could go back to any time in the world, I would go back to France in October 1944 on the Western Front. World War Two has always interested me. Being able to see the revolutionary weapons would be incredible. I would also love to take part in such a historic and epic war. War is a horrible event that plays a major part in human development.

Cornered, Terrified, and feeling the despair of the situation creeping in, I was numb. Staring at Drew and trying to grasp the situation, a flash of rage overpowers my anguish as I suddenly have a flashback of Drew welcoming me into the squad with open arms. The warmth of that time would be heaven compared to this agonizing heat and sand blasting into my face. Now though, here he is in my arms, with his pulse slowly fading. I get snapped out of it by gunshots followed by hoarse screams. We were being subdued, I had to think fast. My heart was racing out of my chest, wanting to escape this hell but my eyes scanned the situation. For a split second, everything seemed to be in slow motion and I sensed danger and instinctively ducked. Something grazed my hair, I look up to see a bullet zoom on by. With nowhere to run and location found out, I had to plant my feet and fight.

Disclaimer: I’m using material from my previous Journal because it was over chapter 5-7 and this one is over the second half of chapter 7 through chapter 8.

“War is horrible, but slavery is worse, and you may be sure that the British people would rather go down fighting than live in servitude.”⁷ By July 10th, 1940, Germany had overrun Europe using Blitzkrieg method and then declared war on Great Britain. This war was the first military campaign in history to be fought entirely in the air. Conquering all the odds, the Royal Air Force stood alone and defeated the German Luftwaffe. Even when facing certain defeat, Britain prevailed. The leadership of Great Britain, radar, and the Royal Air Force without a doubt were the three most crucial reasons into why Britain prevailed.

In the summer of 1940, shortly after the Germans successfully invaded France, the struggle to gain air superiority was fought between the Royal Air Force of Great Britain and the Luftwaffe of Germany. This air campaign, known as the Battle of Britain, was Hitler's first step in his plan to invade England. However, the Luftwaffe were unsuccessful and the battle was won by the British. This essay will examine the factors behind the victory, accounting for both the RAF's successes and the errors of the Luftwaffe.

Standing at a cremation ground the men with white mask walked over to me and took my brother of my back, they held his by one hand and two feet then placed him in the fire. I stood there without moving and watched the flames. I bite my lip so hard that it shone blood. The flames burned low like the sun going down. I turned around and walked silently away.

It wasn't until now that I discovered that working with my peers and collaborating ideas makes everything so much easier. In all my years here at visa I never really liked to share and collaborate so instead I would just do everything on my own and it would be a hassle because I’d struggle. Then Came up a project that I had a really big interest in since my younger years. In my history class we were in the World War 1 unit. This Unit was brought up to my attention by Mr. Dewaele because he knew I wanted to join the military and I was so passionate about this unit because I'd take a camo backpack to school and he would pretend that my backpack wasn't there because it was camoflauge. Mr. Dewaele would rely on me when it would come to military

turning my head again I saw Simon dive to my aid. He did not utter a

September 20th, 2016 was the day I was dreading the most out of the whole year. That was the day when my boyfriend of almost two years would be leaving to begin his training as a United States Army Military Policeman. We had to wake up at six in the morning to begin our journey to the Gloucester Army Reserve office where his recruiter would take him to the Richmond International Airport to begin his trip to Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri. Saying goodbye to somebody who has been by my side nonstop for the past two years was one of the hardest things I have ever done. Little did I know, the next five months would be nothing but a few phone calls and occasional letters by mail.

The sounds above me wouldn’t scare a foreigner. But here, it was a little different.

Shots pierced around me. I scurried across the grass for somewhere to have cover. My leg bled constantly, while pain was shooting throughout my leg. The blood oozed. I found a tree that had a wide trunk. I went around it, and there in front of my eyes was an opening that was big enough for a person to fit in it. I didn't know if it was a trap or safety. I had to take the chance, the piercing pain in my leg was too much. I walked through and I was able to stand up in it. In front of me was a curtain. I pushed it to one side. “Hands up or I’ll shoot.” I stopped. The voice didn’t sound much older than me. “Please,” I begged, “I just need help with my leg.” I cautiously turned around and there behind me was a girl around my age, 15. She was around