Michael Paterniti’s “The Long Fall of One Eleven Heavy” is a factual and personalized article about Swissair Flight 111 crash near Peggy Cove, Nova Scotia on September 2nd 199, with 229 souls onboard. This essay deals with: the significance of the unique, diction, and use of dark imagery.
For the majority of people a striking and unique title is they decide on reading the context. For this article Paterniti choose an interesting and important title interlocking with the article. Specifically, ‘the long fall’ refers to the time the plane was in the air and the time it took the rescue workers to find the reason for the crash by finding the disintegrated plane in the water and assemble it back together. ‘One eleven’ represents the flights name, Swissair Flight 111. ‘One-eleven heavy’ is also the terminology the pilots used to report that the plane is going to crash, the pilot says, “Affirmative for one eleven-heavy” (95). ‘Heavy’ also represents the heavy emotions felt by the victims and their families. ‘Heavy’ can also refer to the weight of the plane when it crashed near Peggy’s Cov...
In chapter one of “Bad boy” “Roots”, Walter Dean Myers explains his background. In “Roots” Walter Dean Myers, explains where he came from and about his family. He comes from a semi large family, a total of 6 siblings. His birth mother, Mary Dolly Green, died shortly after the birth of her last child, Imogene. After she passed George Myers, Walters father, was left with seven children, two of which came from a previous marriage. The two kids were both girls Geraldine and Viola. When Walter thinks of his mother he thinks of George’s first wife, Florence Dean, stated on page 3. Later in the chapter 5 it talks about the marriage of Walter’s father and Florence, ending in a divorce.
Chapter 5: Mary Roach explains the deaths caused by aircraft crash disasters. After having discussions with injury analyst she gains knowledge and makes notes. She publishes a book for others to know human remains can be evidence theses disasters.
In the story “The shattered Sky”, the author, Kristin Lewis, helps the reader understand what it was like to live through the 1917 Explosion in Halifax Harbor. Lewis does this by grabbing the reader's attention and telling a particular story of someone who witnessed this tragic event. The author paints a picture which gives the reader a good understanding of what’s going on.
In 102 Minutes, Chapter 7, authors Dwyer and Flynn use ethos, logos, and pathos to appeal to the readers’ consciences, minds and hearts regarding what happened to the people inside the Twin Towers on 9/11. Of particular interest are the following uses of the three appeals.
The first chapter of Light in the Dark by Gloria Anzaldúa, I was not only struck by the context of the first chapter but the way that Anzaldúa presented it. As someone born in the mid 90s, my experience of September 11, 2001 is a very distant memory now. Her epistemology of that event answered some questions that I always had and some that I didn’t even know that I should be asking. I look at the attack on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon through a different lens now. For many years I didn’t understand that it was an act of terrorism and it wasn’t until reading Anzaldúa’s epistemology that I know it wasn’t only a one-sided attack. “Saying evil was done to us, our government claims the moral high ground and role of the victim. But we
Seven Pounds is a film about a man named Tim Thomas who is searching for a way to redeem himself after a car accident, which he caused by texting and driving, that killed seven people including his fiancé. Tim exhibits signs of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder or PTSD throughout the movie which influences the choices he makes and the actions he takes during his life.
Starting from the beginning Atkinson recaps the thoughts that every American has thought from the day the planes shocked americans”…Who was responsible,and where was God in all of this?”, some of which were experiencing the terror, some were in the terror. Prayers were made for those of the many whose lives were taken and physically injured. As the recovery after the events of 9/11, Atkinson has reflected over the news and had a deep feeling within his heart toward the wreckage. He has believed that the call that God had on his life was,” a reality of importance for being a force for good in the world”.
After reading all four articles disregarding the one that is eight pages long I highly resonated with the article that used very descriptive imagery and wordy descriptions of analogical images that was named “Last Nights, Last Rites, and the Rain-Slick Road to Self-Destruction” by Thomas Osborne. “I like to describe long-winded stories that may or may not interest my audience,” in fact I am extremely similar to the author in this sense; and it is why I enjoyed and gravitated to the article at such a high level (Osborne 2).
When the terrorist attacks of September 11, 2011 rocked New York City, Pennsylvania, and Washington D.C., the word “tragedy” was used on a grandiose level around the world. For the people who lived close enough to experience the events first-hand, they may not have even called it a tragedy; perhaps they called it a misfortune, retaliation, lack of a strong government, unreal, or maybe even rebirth. In the coming years after the attacks, everything between standing united as a nation to declaring a war had flourished; but how has that left us - the land that has no distinct ethnicity - feel about each other? Why is it that fear is usually missing in the affective mnemonics of memorial sites, which, after all, are signifiers of some of the most horrific violence in human history? Do memorials dedicated to these attacks bring us together in terms of understanding, or is it just continual collective grief? This paper will cover the global complexity of the 9/11 attacks, the Empty Sky 9/11 Memorial in Liberty State Park, NJ, and factors and theories that memorials do influence a sense of complexity. The ground of public memory is always in motion, shifting with the tectonics of national identity. I chose the Empty Sky 9/11 Memorial as my topic of observation as I, personally, visit a few times throughout the year to pay respects to people I personally knew who perished in the attacks to the World Trade Center. I was in the 5th grade when this happened, and had absolutely no clue what was going on until my father did not return home until two days later with a bandage wrapped around his head and his devastating recollection of what happened just before he arrived to his job. The emotions that I feel within myself compared to others will...
In the essay “Shame”, by Dick Gregory, the author narrates how two painful experiences during his childhood reflected how difficult it was to grow up as a poor African American. Gregory was ashamed of being on welfare and of his poverty, so much so that he got of rid of the warm hooded mackaw he received because it was a reminder that he and his family were on relief. Gregory also expresses his embarrassment, shame, and desire to hold onto his dignity throughout it all. In the essay “I Became Her Target”, by Roger Wilkins, the author describes how it was difficult for him to break the ice with his classmates because he was a new student in school. In fact, Wilkins was the only black student in this new school which only worsened the situation. Moreover, he was the target of both
“Hey mom, look how low that plane is flying!”. “Oh my, that is dangerously close! Wait, that can’t be right. Why is it flying so low... and fast? Something must be wrong! Oh my God! It looks like it's about to crash into th…”. Ever wondered what the sound of anguish was like? If you were walking the streets of downtown New York City on September 11th, 2001, then you heard the sound of the desolation of a nation. On that day of despair, the US went through a series of four coordinated terrorist attacks by 19 members of the Islamic terrorist group Al-Qaeda (9/11 Attacks). Over 3,000 civilians were killed as a result from two hijacked planes flying into the World Trade Center in NYC, and another hijacked plane flying into the Pentagon in Washington D.C. (9/11 Attacks).
It was a stunning, and amazing September 11th in the dazzling city in Manhattan. I just woke up remembering my sister, Mia, who got lost during the dreadful time of 9’11. Today has indicated 2 years since she has been lost. We don’t know if she’s or if she’s dead. I went to change clothes and came downstairs. My mom was outside running some errands and my dad was sitting down with a newspaper in his hands.
Flight attendant Amy Sweeney called up the control office in Boston and began to give a report of the terrifying scene. At 8:44 A.M., she said, “Something is wrong. We are in a rapid descent. We are all over the place. We are flying very, very low. We are flying way too low. Oh my God we are way too low!” At 8:46 A.M., American Airlines Flight 11 smashed into the North Twin Tower in New York City. Everyone on board was killed instantly.
Victor Hugo is known for his great work in romantic literature. In one of his best known works, The Hunchback of Notre Dame, there is a very prevalent theme of love. Love can both be a wonderful thing, and something that may cause a painful heartbreak. In The Hunchback of Notre Dame, love is depicted as both of these. Phoebus de Chateaupers, the captain of the king's archers, is one of the characters that brings out the love theme, but not always in the right way. He tends to use is handsome looks and charm to make women fall head over heals in love with him, but unfortunately he rarely loves back. Phoebus's perception of how a woman should be treated is one of his flaws that prevail in The Hunchback of Notre Dame.
I could not believe what I had heard that evening. It never passed through my head that I was going to be listening to such a story. I did not think at all it was going to be as strong as it appeared to be. At beginning of it, the story did not even seem to be a story. I thought I was just going to be an advice for life. At the end of that night I, just as William in, “Flight Patterns” by Sherman Alexie, did not have the most minimum idea of what Fr. Andreas and Fekadu had gone through. I was only paying attention to my own problems. I had shot down others reality and had not even pay attention to other people’s