The Great Escape : A Short Story

Though the parents constantly ensure that they do the opposite of the social norm, they’ve made sure to inspire Jeannette with the values of schooling. Alongside Jeannette’s parents value instillments with an added extra persuasion from her sister, Jeannette takes the leap and enters into the world of academia with an Ivy League college acceptance. “I applied to its sister college, Barnard, and was accepted.” (Wall 250). Even with her upbringing Jeannette is still bright enough to make her way into a good college, a college that most would say “trash” like her didn’t deserve to attend.

All day long Orloff had paced his cell. The blackness of the sky outside was equaled only by the blackness of his thoughts. The deep rolling of the thunder reverberated through the thick stone walls of his prison, and every now and then a fitful gust of rain swirled through the tiny broken window, wetting his face as he stared out into the night. Orloff cursed, wiped the water from his face with his grimy fingers, and turned to pacing his cell once more.

This book was about men, women and children trying to escape the harsh treatment in concentration camp of Stalag Luft III. This camp was located in German in the town of Sagan. Today this area is occupied by the country of Poland. The time period was during World War II in 1944. It was chosen to be here due to they thought it would be very hard to escape this camp due to tunneling. This camp was mainly for prisoners of war. It was ran by the Luftwaffe and captured air service men. The main character of this book is a Royal Air force leader by the name of Roger Bushell. Although the author of this book Paul Brickhill plays an important and major role of planning and making sure the master plan goes as scheduled. Paul Brickhill had claustrophobia so therefore he could not actually take part in the escape. I still view him as a hero due to he helped save many lives which is a total act of heroism. My thesis is that when you are determined to accomplish something you will go to all means to do so and to make sure it gets done. These men and women digging these tunnels to escape risked a lot to

Having traveled down a declining slope in my sophomore year, I was suddenly motivated to prop myself back up. I was for the first time emancipated of my pride and began to actively search for means to amend my “defeat”. When I finally received final semester grades, I was proud of not simply the hard work I’ve put into achieving these grades, but more importantly, how I picked myself up and rose above the ebbs and flows of my academic career.

During high school, I struggled to maintain my grades and focus. I was in a small town, and every ounce of opportunity seemed to slowly be sucked away from the town as the years past with the aid of the downward economic spiral beginning. I felt, like many of my fellow classmates, that opportunity had passed us by. I didn’t dare conjure even the thought of attending Eastern; it would’ve been too similar to the

When I determined that I was going to attend CSU I knew that it would be so much different than what I was accustomed to. After I made that decision I cried myself to sleep for about a week and a half because I was scared to move. I drew my dad closer to me to make sure that he knew I would be okay after I moved out to the “big city”. After that week, I entered William bridges first transition phase. When I was letting go of my family, it did not take me very long. Since I was living with my grandmother who the family refers to as “the Warden”, should give an image of

Throughout my life as a child and teenager, I was told by my parents that they worked really hard to get to the safe town and community that we lived in. Growing up in Pacific Grove, California gave me lots opportunities that I didn’t even know I obtained. Unless it had happened to me personally, I didn’t really understand the full picture of what others had to go through. Having dyslexia, the only subject I felt I really excelled in was art. After high school, I still had no idea what I wanted to do for a career or even a major. Monterey Peninsula College has boosted my confidence by showing me that I can be and do much more. Two years ago I would never have guessed that I would be applying to the University of Washington.

Introduction: It seemed so far away, and all of a sudden I had to make the decision. A decision that would change the rest of my life. From the time I was little I knew I wanted to go to college, and here I am. I have always had the desire to continue my education and gain many experiences after I graduated from high school. I didn’t ever thing twice about continuing my education

As for my story, I decided to follow my sister’s path to the hippie utopian society of CU Boulder after graduation. I spent a semester as an undeclared astrophysics major trying to find my place. While the campus is breathtaking and the Flatirons are nothing short of spectacular, the atmosphere just wasn’t for me and by the end of the semester I decided to leave. For the next seven months I used the time the best I could. I backpacked the Grand Canyon, camped on the Big Sur coast, hiked the arches of Moab, and almost got eaten by a bear in Grand Teton National Park. Despite almost dying, these trips helped me realize that happiness was much more important to me than money. This idea brought me here. I decided to bring my childhood dream of becoming a pilot to life and major in aviation and aerospace science here at MSU.

Later that month, I received a letter in the mail that had the official stamp of the Robinson Scholar Program on it. I remember the letter being perfect. A blue wax seal was placed on the back and my name was so elegantly written on the front. For a good amount of time, I just stood there looking at it. I was too scared to read what I already presumed was an, “We’re sorry letter.” Finally I opened the letter and read that I had been expected. Tears began to roll down my cheeks, I just couldn’t believe it. A small town girl with little money, no experience, or not any guidance just got an acceptance

“Is there a problem, Miss?” One of the officers asked again. Wanting so badly to say that everything was all right, and send them away. Carol, for a few seconds, stares at William searching his eyes for an apology, but all she could see was hatred and the frightened looks on her children’s faces. And they could not be described in words.

Througout my academic career, I have learned as much about myself as I have learned in school, whether it be from high school, to community college, and my journey that lead me to Arizona State University. I can honestly say as my parents did, that I wish I would’ve tried harder in high school. I scraped by taking the easiest classes possible and choosing to take the easy way out. Looking at my transcript makes me cringe, because I know that I am capable of so much more. I wish that I would’ve taken the honor classes and tried so that I would’ve been able to apply to a college other than a community college. My time at Mohave Community College was a significant improvement from my experience in high school. Not only did I graduate with near honors (3.49), I had made the Dean’s list and Honors List for three out of my four semesters, the first time this had happened since middle school. I had never felt more motivated and focused in my life. I was taking 16 credits and prospering and had a balance of work, school, and a social life. I had never felt more proud of my self in my life. As I sit here and write this paper, I question my time here at ASU as I try to plan the nex chapter of my life. I wonder where I am supposed to go and what I am supposed to do.School for the first time had become a priority, however, it began to consume my life. I would spend hours and hours on end doing homework and studying, and although there seems to be nothing wrong with this, I wouldn’t go

It wasn't until senior year that she got a envelope in the mail that changed her life forever. Ellington knew she had been applying to colleges, but he had no idea she applied to a New York college far away from the colleges she applied to in California. She had gotten a letter in the mail that said she had been accepted into a school for performing arts and she was over the moon, until she realized she had to tell him.

Embedded in my psyche as a child was the fact that college was my only option after high school. This parental sentiment was synonymous with a phrase as simple as “tie your shoes.” For me, high school graduation would be a standard occurrence, but my college graduation would be celebrated. The college I would attend required thoughtful consideration because it will be my rite of passage. When I dreamt of my intended college, I knew it would be set in a beautiful city, bustling with energy, and full of consciously creative people. I didn’t know if my university campus would be urban or suburban, but I knew it would spark excitement, fulfill my need to connect with a global community, and offer several opportunities to propel me to the top of

For many, after graduating high school the next big step is college. I never asked myself why or if I even wanted to. Yet, since I was not yet ready to join the work force, and didn’t want to disappoint my parents, I simply followed the path that I was supposed to take. For a while I had no direction, but through the loss of my high school English teacher and my dream of making my family proud, I discovered that college was the place I wanted and needed to be.