The students could hardly sit still during penultimate period the day before the long Columbus Day Weekend. The school was gearing up for the annual pep rally held during the last period of the school day before the Columbus Day Weekend. Lots of Calvary Hill teachers would stick it to the students before long weekends and vacations by giving tests and quizzes, others would give up the instructional time and let the kids watch a movie. Peter didn’t test or let the kids waste time with movies, he structured the time with games of Jeopardy and other fun activities that kept the kids engaged and thinking about the content material, while still having fun. When the final bell rang, the students could hardly believe that the period had flown by. They gathered up their materials and headed for the door. …show more content…
Fight songs from the school band in the gym reverberated through the hallways. The students hooted and hollered as they filled the bleachers. Cheerleaders led the school and a collective refrain of the school’s fight song. Peter stood under one of the basketball hoops with the other teachers and watched as the student organizing the pep rally prepared the tug-of-war and dizzy bat games. The pep rally culminated with a game of knockout between the teachers and students. Beth walked into the gym and stood next to Peter. “Boy they sure are amped up this year,” Beth hollered into Peter’s ear over the cacophony. “Sure are. It helps when you have an undefeated football team.” “I’m looking forward to the game tonight,” Beth said. “Me, too. You wanna get something to eat first?” “Sure,” Beth said. “Pick me up at four and we’ll grab an early
Some of the problems when studying history are the texts and documents that have been discovered are only from perspective. Furthermore, on occasion that one perspective is all there may be for historians to study. A good example of this textual imbalance can be found from the texts about the discovery of the New World; more specifically, the letters of Christopher Columbus and Pêro Vaz de Caminha during their voyages to the New World. Plenty of the text from this time is written from the perspective of the Europeans, as the Indigenous population did not have any written text. What this means is that it provided only one perspective, which can drastically hinder how history is interpreted. Columbus’s letter of his first voyage to the Caribbean
“In 1492 Columbus sailed the ocean blue”, is the rhyme embedded in children’s heads in the first lesson of US history. However, beyond the discovery of the New World, Christopher Columbus receives no other mentions. Especially no one acknowledges that he was the reason Native Americans were mistreated and kept as slaves. Although Christopher Columbus’ actions are not all honorable he should still be celebrated during Columbus Day as a brave explorer who risked his and his crew’s lives to find a new way of travel and land. His efforts bridged a gap between the New and Old World and helped feed Europe, which immensely impacts our society. Because of his dedication and bravery to be an explorer Christopher Columbus Day should be celebrated.
It is thought by many that Christopher Columbus was a skilled sailor on a mission of greed. Many think that he in fact did it all for the money, honor and the status that comes with an explorer, but this is not the case entirely. Columbus was an adventurer and was enthused by the thrill of the quest of the unknown. “Columbus had a firm religious faith and a scientific curiosity, a zest for life, the felling for beauty and the striving for novelty that we associate with the advancement of learning”. He had heard of the legendary Atlantic voyages and sailors reports of land to the west of Madeira and the Azores. He believed that Japan was about 4,800 km to the west of Portugal. In 1484, Columbus wanted support for an exploratory voyage from King John II of Portugal, but he was refused. In 1485, Columbus took his son Diego and went to Spain to get some help.
In our personal lives we consider our past forgotten, however in our history everyone affects how they see themselves. "history repeats itself " is gradually long time we know manipulated and deceived us the wrong information, books, learning in school, the "biased" report before the newspaper, radio and television. Let us move on and we just solemn pray for that will prosper in our country. I noticed that there have been distortions in our history. It’s sad because it seems like we have forgotten the sacrifices of those who died during the time of dictatorship. This tragedy cannot continue. We should stand up for someone’s rights today. Times have changed. More sooner than later, they will take power into their hands by all and whatever
After Christopher Columbus sailed the ocean and found the New World the Europeans got to meet the Native Americans. The Europeans who began to come to the New World after Columbus were people like Francis Daniel Pastorius, from Pennsylvania, Francis Louis Michel, from Virginia, and Christoph Von Graffenried, from North Carolina. These people met Native Americans from the New World like Shickellamy, from New York, and Minavavana, from French Canada. All these people had no idea there was another side of the world so it makes sense that there was some disagreement between the two different sides.
There were many strong pieces of historical evidence that were included in the film in order to support the point of view. Throughout the storyline of the documentary, the narrator laid emphasis on the harmful effects of Columbus’s voyage. The awful diseases that spread, the malnutrition that lead to an immense amount of death, and the arrival of the pigs that negatively affected the fields of the native Americans, were all discussed throughout the film. The narrator referred to many of the actions of the Europeans as “curses” for the native
“It’s a bird, it’s a plane, but no it’s a man!” Everyone longs to live in a world where super heroes exist, where magic is real, and Clark Kent is superman. But is what makes a person a hero really the ability to fly? Heroes may not be the things of myths. From Thomas Edison, Martin Luther king junior to Jesus Christ the world has been full of heroes. Perhaps the single hero that affects us, as the country of America, the most is Christopher Columbus, a man who has a national holiday to commemorate him. A figure in our history that because of his great journey has earned the title of having “the greatest voyage” Columbus sailed from Spain and landed in the now a-day Cuba. Despite controversies and misunderstandings, Columbus
In the years leading up to and including 1491 European explorers had been researching and studying the world, however they lacked a real understanding of the true size and geography of our planet. When explorers finally began setting out on their expeditions in the late 1400’s, the world began to experience serious change. Before Columbus is credited with the discovery of America in 1492, the Americas were untouched by Europeans, but within a few hundred years permanent settlements would be founded on American soil despite the presence of the native people.
The saying, “In 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue” is one of the first things that we learn as children when we start school. We are taught about the landing of the Pilgrims at Plymouth Rock and how the first Thanksgiving came to be and why we celebrate that historic coming-together of the first European immigrants and the Native Americans. We see both of these events as a time for celebration and the start of how this great country got its start. There are two main viewpoints on the discovery of America; miracle or misfortune. I believe that the discovery of America was one of the greatest human achievements of the fifteenth century (apart from the printing press), and also one of the biggest disasters that this world has ever known.
Christopher Columbus, the famed explorer who “Sailed the Ocean Blue in 1492.” born in 1451 to Domenico Colombo and Susanna Fontanarossa, credited with the discovery of “The New world,” with his Spanish patrons he was able to make multiple voyages to the Americas. Eventually, he died in 1506 in Spain.
Columbus Day, which is celebrated on the second Monday of October every year, is a federal holiday celebrating when Columbus arrived in the Americas on October 12, 1492. This year, Columbus day falls on October 10. For some people, it seems rather shocking that this is still a holiday. The reasons there is questioning about this being a Federal Holiday is because of Columbus’ questionable character traits, negative impacts on society, introduction of encomienda into modern day, and the fact that Columbus didn’t really discover America; he just brought it to light for the Europeans. For these reasons, Columbus is not a person worthy of a Federal Holiday and that, if there should be a holiday to replace it, we should have an Indigenous People’s
in Italy, in about 145. When he was a teenager, he also had a job on a merchant
I caught myself staring at the glistening constellations of sweat droplets on the foreheads of students exhausted after the considerable amount of excruciating workout. The sun was approaching the peak of its everlasting crescent among the sky; its light ruthlessly beats down on you like it wanted your money. The striking assaults of its rays encouraged the inevitable arrival of sunburns. Most people would use this opportunity to embrace and bathe in the glorious resplendence of the sunlight; not me. I didn’t expect my first high school experience to resemble a military camp, although I anticipated the encounter of several hardships and difficulties. The track and field arena looked even more intimidating with students dispersed throughout the place. What do you get when you gather hundreds of aggressive students and deposit them in an inferno-like field ridden by flesh-feasting mosquitoes? My summer school experience in a nutshell. The track and field place, the source of my suffering and mortification, had created long-lasting memories that cause me to tremble and cringe whenever I am reminded of this experience. It was July; the temperatures soared. I could practically see the waves of heat rising from the sizzling pavement as I became aware of the thick, prickly grass tickling my ankles. The weather this month consisted of an alternating pattern between evenings of heavy rainfalls, which created moist, humid air that was perfect for drawing in large populations of bugs, and days of scorching drought. The lively gossip lingering in the air like smoke infiltrating a casino was reduced to discrete murmured whispers when the teachers called everyone to line up in alphabetical order. I was neither physically nor mentally prepa...
We are in Mrs.Sharp’s class anxiously waiting for the clock to turn to 12:05 for lunch time. We sit in our seats impatiently waiting to be dismissed. We are already packed up ready to go before she finally lets us leave, but we always say a prayer. After the prayer we race down the hall like a stampede of bulls trying to get our lunch. The halls are so narrow and packed with students we have to weave our way to our lockers. Although the teachers hate when we do it, we are just too excited to get to lunch. We run down the stairs stomping loudly in a big group. Mrs.Stringfellow always yells at us to be quiet and stop running because of the sleeping preschoolers. We then tiptoe quietly through preschool, but once we go threw the doors it goes back to the loudness. Then it becomes a race down the breezeway that leads to the gym.
The bell had rung announcing the end of the day in a high pitched shrill. Children were released from the school building. I was one that was forced to wait to walk home, but now it was my turn to stampede out the door. My grandparents lived a little over a block from the school, and since my dad worked up in Mason, and couldn’t come and pick me up from school, I walked. Some days, though, I raced things. Today was one of those days.