The Kitchen Of A Restaurant

Fourteen years ago, our country appeared to come to a halt at 8:46 am. As the first hijacked plane hit the north tower of the World Trade Center, Americans were filled with fear and melancholy. And as they held their breath, awaiting some sense of hope, you did what most people could never imagine doing. You went into the buildings while people were going out, holding your own, in the midst of the immense heat and disintegrating steel.

Wiesel uses imagery to paint you a picture, a terrible one but, it 's one that you will not forget. Wiesel wants you to understand that these concentration camps were no girl scout camps, but a camp where it was life or death at any given moment. Wiesel shows you through his diction that the events that occurred at that camp still eat away at him to this present day.

Days earlier, I remember when the German soldiers rounded us all up. They shouted and demanded us to follow them; once we turned the corner, I saw them. The cattle cars that would lead me to my death. A few minutes pass and and all 80 of us are piled into the cattle cars. Slowly the train moans as it gradually starts to move and the farther we go; the farther we travel away from the only place I called home. I decided to close my eyes and envision this wasn’t happening, but I was awoken from my daydream by an ear piercing howl. My eyes shoot open and I spot a lady screaming, “Fire! Fire!” (Wiesel 23). While her little boy sits there bawling his little eyes out. My father walked up to her trying to explain we’d be there very soon, and after

“Yes that’s the one. He’s known us since we were tadpoles and he tells us about his adventures in the river.”

“Ahh so you are the one that everyone has been talking about!” the doctor said.

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The United States experienced one of the biggest scaled Domestic Terror Attacks on eleventh September 2001. These assaults against our incredible country were done with the capturing of numerous aircraft transporters. The repercussions of these appalling demonstrations left the aggregate decimation of the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and other relevant areas. After these occasions the USA Patriot Act of 2001 was passed, and the Department of Homeland Security started to devise and execute the first of numerous missions and conventions to alleviate any further dangers to the United States. Since the sanction of the Patriot Act, there have been various indications of fear based oppressor plots and thwarted assaults against the United States

I woke up to the Loud shots of gun fire not knowing where I was or how I got here. I quickly (scrambled) to my feet with hundreds of thoughts racing through my mind. When I stepped outside I quickly realized that I was in a nightmare that I could not get out of. I overheard the officers say we were in soldau, i grew up in the area with my mom, dad, grandpa and three older brothers. I walked around looking for someone I knew, anyone. The only way I could come out of this camp alive is to have and ally to ration food and water with. I quickly and (swiftly) scanned the faces of the (miserable) prisoners for someone i knew. One person looked particularly familiar but i could not put my finger on who it was, so i walked up to him and said ‘’hello’’ and before i could say anything more the man hugged me so tight i could barely breath. Still not knowing who this man was i hugged him back as if i had never felt

Myself, Chiksika, and five other of the tribes’ men crept into the camp, sticking to the shadows. This raid would be simple, I would light a torch and burn down the building where they stored their repulsive, manufactured food. It was our hope they would return to wherever they came from, low on supplies.

It was June 1967, when my father quit his job as a mechanic and opened a restaurant in Chicago. Being the youngest of eight children (one which died prior to my birth), everyone in the family had to help out in order to make the restaurant a success.

“I am a survivor, from the battlefield” Tomiko Morimoto said. Morimoto remembers the bright flashes of red and orange and the loud bombing sounds. She recalls her ears ringing from the overwhelming sounds and all of the tall buildings falling down right in front of her eyes. "Everything started falling down; all the buildings started flying around all over the place. Then something wet started falling down, like rain. I guess that's what they call black rain. In my child's mind, I thought it was oil. I thought the Americans were going to burn us to death. And we kept running. And fire was coming out right behind us, you

“No, he left the building when the medical crew pulled him out,” a man replied

For as long as I can remember our country has been involved in some form of conflict. With these conflicts came groups who sought to hurt the U.S. on its sovereign soil. I was in pre-k when the Boeing 757’s hit the Twin Towers in New York. My mother checked me out of school after it occurred; she had a sense of urgency to get my brother and I home. I didn’t know what was going on and I was frightened because my mom was as well. When we got home she went straight to the television and turned it to the news. I did not really understand what I was seeing other than a couple of buildings that were on fire. As I grew older the more my understanding of what occurred that tragic day did too. I began to feel a sense of sorrow and that was the initial I needed to set my mind on the track to become a Special Agent in the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI). The task of the FBI is not to only investigate the scene after a major event like what occurred in New York, but their main focus is to stop any form of attack before it begins. April 2013, two brothers planted bombs at the Boston Marathon finish line, killing a few and injuring a couple of hundreds of people. Again, I feel this sense of sorrow, but this time I began questioning, “How safe is our country from attacks?” July 2015, Chattanooga, Tennessee a man began to open fire on the recruiting office… He killed five people four of which were Marines and the other a sailor. This act was my breaking point, my determination to

I decided to conduct my field observation in the great state of Louisiana. I had a business trip to the party capital of the world, New Orleans. The bar scene was the perfect setting to observe a diverse group of people for a long period of time without bringing attention or suspicion to myself.

Angela and Zooey desire to make a profitable French restaurant. “The Possibility” has endless of possibilities to prosper if it can resolve the problems which the decision makers are facing. Their first challenge was not knowing how the customer would take to French cuisine. This caused problems such as what to put on the menu since excessive waste was not an option. This problem had a quick alternative for the time being as to only offering a fish or beef dinner. Though they have narrowed down their menu to a fish dinner and a beef dinner it is necessary to factor in all the constraints on how many of each type of dinner to sell to reach a maximum profit.