Time had passed, and I had learned immensely from the DeLacys. I learned French, geography, and history. All I wanted was to be accepted by that family! They were my only hope. I knew their story, and their daily routines. I saw their fellowship and love for each other. I yearned to be loved by them! Over the past few weeks, I began to think of how I could introduce myself to the DeLacys. Each day after I collected wood for the family, I would sit in the peaceful forest and think of ways I could gain the family’s approval. Each way I came up with, I would get frightened and dissuade myself of it. I was constantly reminded of the terrible event a few years ago when I did try to go into a village, and all I received was rocks thrown at …show more content…
I said that I have never had someone to love me and care for me. I have been on my own since the beginning, barely finding enough food to eat. I asked that they would allow me to be a part of their loving family. Eventually, on a dark and stormy night when the family could not see me, I placed the letter on their front porch. I quickly ran away before I could rethink what I had done. The following the day I watched from my hut as Felix received the letter. He took it inside and read it. I could not tell much from his facial expressions, but what he did after he read the letter hurt me deeply. He took the letter and hid it in his room. He was covering up what he had found. I lost all of my hope in this family. Days went on and the letter was still hidden in his room. I thought I might as well continue on to find another stranger whom I could befriend. One night, I was sitting outside of my hut by the fire thinking of what to do next when I heard a gasp of horror. I turned around and it was Felix! He had seen the light on his way home from work and crept up to see who it was. He said, “Hello! Who are you? What are you doing so close to my home? Leave or I will hurt you!” I responded, “Please do not. It is me, the monster. I have no intention of harming you or your family.” “Are you the one who sent the letter? ” “Yes I am.” “Oh I am very sorry I have not responded to the letter, but I have been very busy working. Just recently, I have
I replied god no that's too big of a responsibility for me so he said yeah, but you have many things that you don't like like the news that you are in debt about to go to prison and you hate your job, but we have an offer if you decide to go with us than we will erase everything that has been bothering you then I replied what about my family, he replied back but have you seen the problems of others that are losing people for no reason why not leave you family for a while and defeat the unknown villain that is making other people life
I can remember sitting in class, feeling eyes burning through me, dodging inquisitive glances from all sides, and anxiously awaiting the bell to ring for lunchtime. As most people know, lunch is the most dreaded part of the first day at a new school. First day of school memories are still fairly vivid for me; my father was in the JAG corps in the Army and my family moved with biannual regularity. In fact, I even attended three different high schools. While this may seem highly undesirable to some, I learned an incredible amount about myself, the world, and other people through moving that I may never have learned otherwise. What I have learned about myself and the world will without a doubt contribute to my success in life and even law
How I got here, I do not fully understand. It is the year of seventeen hundred and eighty-nine. Previously, I was thought esteemed in my African village of Angola, as you well know. I had wealth and political power surrounding me. All that was missing, was love, as my husband had contracted a deadly disease and passed away. One day, large groups of strange white men invaded my humble African village. At first, my neighbors and I were hospitable, offering what we thought were friendly visitors,
It has been some time since I have written you but you see, I can never exactly find the time to. It’s the afternoon right now and I just finished my assigned duties. I’ve finally settled down in one place so I’ve decided to write you.
It's been a long time since my last letter, a period that was filled with experiences and personal challenges.
I apologize for not sending this letter earlier. I would like to let you know how much I appreciate your help to my family for allowing our family to stay in your home. When life was tough on us, we felt we all alone. Your family come in...and help us.
During my time at the high school I managed to learn different and important skills that will be essential and that I will apply later in life. Two of the important skills that I managed to learn were demonstrating personal management and teamwork skills and to listen actively and speak clearly and coherently. I performed these skills in many classes that I took in high school, like math, english, science, also college classes. By using personal management and teamwork skills, I can use it while working in teams when you get to handle the situation that is going on and by getting to all work together and have different ideas to finish or make the project better with everyone's ideas. You get to combine uncommon ideas within each other and use
It has taken me a couple of days to understand the full weight of your letter. I am deeply sorry for the loss of your beloved Father. I cannot fathom the pain you and your family have endured.
I appreciate the time you look reading the letter. It is important that you carefully think about my
I crawled out from under my bed and followed him downstairs. He stood at the window and we watched as the people in our street went about their daily business. Miss Maudie was attending to her azaleas, Mr Avery was sitting on his porch, and we could see Jem and Scout playing in their
How are you? I know that you don’t have much free time on your hands, and I really appreciate you reading this letter. I just heard about your dangerous mission to rescue your uncle Akiva and Dov from the Acre jail. I am very impressed that you attempted to accomplish this and put your life in grave danger, despite the slim chance of your survival.
Throughout my life I’ve had many experiences that shape the way I am today. Everything I’ve experienced and the people I grew up around and called my friends have influenced me in many ways. For example, what sports I liked, the music I listened to, what movies and shows I liked and basically everything else that made me the person I am today.
It all started when I heard that you had lost your soon-to-be wife, and because of this, I felt guilty not to comfort you. I took a carriage to your front door to meet you, but they told me that they had not seen you in ages. Hopefully, you would find this letter once you have come back. They said that you had been aimlessly squandering about with your troublesome friends. Furthermore, I was able to track you down with a trail of scorched bushes and broken empty alcohol flasks. I have warned you before not to accommodate yourself to this group, or else it would ruin your reputation and possibly
Ursula was not prepared for their program. She was the only female in a school of mostly white men. The school existed outside of her comfort zone, in a different borough of New York. She had to take additional classes to catch up with her peers. For probably the first time in her life, she doubted herself and her decision to enter this prestigious school. But she was a quick study, and after switching her major from chemical engineering to mechanical engineering, she found her way. (Burns, Ursula M. Burns, n.d.)
breathe or function at all and would be an empty shell for one cannot operate or function without it.