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The Worst Week Of My Life - Original Writing
Help! I whimpered as the wailing siren pierced my ears. "Come on!
Hurry up!" My Sister, Anna whispered to me desperately, while
scampering into our small, cramped AndersonShelter. What was I going
to do… or even worse, what was Granny Elma going to do? She was deaf!
I reluctantly tiptoed through our long, wet garden with bare feet and
finally managed to feel my way through and step in just in time. My
teddy Rupert! Mum, did you bring Rupert with you? I enquired
frantically. Mum, MUM, WHERE ARE YOU? My body felt like it had been
wrapped in a cold blanket of ice. My heart missed a beat and began
drilling through my ribs. A tight knot had formed in my throat. "She's
just blowing out the candles, remember?" Anna reminded me. PHEWW! I
wiped the access sweat of my brow in relief. One small candle was
still shining brightly in our living room. AHH! I screamed. The smell
of smoke crept into my nostrils. What the… "We've been bombed," sobbed
Anna in agony. "She's dead." Dead? I gasped. But she can't be, Mum was
only thirty - granny said you couldn't die at that age. I guess she
lied.
The train gave a sudden jolt. Where am I? I asked myself feeling
rather confused. "Yer told me yer were on yer way to yer billet." The
girl sitting directly opposite me replied. "I'm off to see my Granny."
She announced, trying to make an interesting conversation. I wish I
could see mine but she's probably dead by now. I revealed in sheer
pain. "Nowt to worry about," she reassured. "And how would you know?"
I retorted. Her eyes started to water. Wwhatt hhave I ddonne? I
stammered in anxiety. A tear the size ...
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...o his chest.
Daniel quickly phoned the police from Wiltshire Children's Hospital
and they caught the culprits in the act. The court judge has sentenced
them to life imprisonment. That's all for tonight, thank you for
listening to the LondonNews. Goodbye.
We all cheered and gave each other a huge hug. Now you're safe! cried
Mrs Trout. "Do you know that you can stay with us for ever?" She
continued. I would love too! I replied contently. "This deserves a
celebration!" exclaimed Anna. She rushed into the kitchen and was back
in a few minutes. "Anyone for a slice of toast?" She started. You bet!
I replied, and with that, I picked up a slice, remembering everyone in
the City who was constantly being bombed; all the people children who
were less fortunate than me and how that was the worst and the best
week of my life.
At this time in history, those who were deaf were tried at best to be converted into hearing people. Doctors, speech therapists, and audiologists all recommended the use of speaking and lip reading instead of sign language. Since Mark’s grandparents were hearing, they were closer to the parental position instead of his deaf parents. His grandparents provided him with the best possible education he could get, startin...
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Throughout A Loss for Words, Lou Ann discusses the impact of having deaf parents played in her and her sister’s childhood. Some examples include, being an interpreter and a guide for her parents while she was growing up, causing her to more of an adult rather than being a child (Walker, 1986, p. 2). Lou Ann never minded though she loved to feel important and to help her parents, along with her two sisters, with their business affairs. It was not always easy though Lou Ann says that, “in a few instances I was an unfaithful go-between,” for instance, “the garage mechanic who refused to serve them because [her parents] were deaf” (Walker, 1986, p. 21). As children of deaf parents, Lou Ann and her sister were apart of the deaf culture, but they were also the connection to the hearing world as well. Her parents would often look to her for clues in different situations such as a thunderstorm, someone walking into a room, etc., but they never tried to place any pressure on her it simply came naturally to Lou Ann to help her parents because they relied on her. If I were Lou Ann I probably would have done the same thing, no one should feel helpless and have no one that can help them accomplish tasks that need to be done.
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"Tuesdays with Morrie" is about an elderly man named Morrie Shwartz diagnosed in his seventies with Lou Gehrig’s disease. Morrie has always lived his life in his own fashion, taking his path less stressful. And continues to do so until his dying day. One of his former students sitting thousands of miles away in Michigan stumbled upon this episode of “Nightline” on the television by chance and most likely by fate. This student, Mitch Album, decides to pay a visit to his favorite tutor in quiet suburb of Boston. As he was a professor of Sociology for many years, Morrie begins again to educate Mitch Album, in, what he calls, his “final thesis.” The old professor and the youthful student meet every Tuesday. As the disease progresses, Morrie shares his opinions on issues such as family, love, emotions, and aging. Although the cover of the book states “an old man, a young man, and life’s greatest lesson,” but the book actually provides numerous life lessons.
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Road I descended a hill and came upon a narrow bridge. The car went off
Gallaudet, at the request of Alice’s father Dr. Cogswell, left for England with the intentions of learning the “oral-only” method of teaching used at the Braidwood Academy of the deaf, a method that used speech training to generate sounds, but “the Braidwood family...
Saturday Night and Sunday Morning is a novel following the rebellious life of twenty-two year old Arthur Seaton. Arthur spends his weekdays working at a bicycle factory and relaxes on weekends with plenty of drinks while in the company of various lady friends. The novel was written by Alan Sillitoe who came to be known as one of the “angry young men.” This group of writers was a dominant literary force during the 1950s and was immensely popular due to their accurate portrayal of postwar Britain and the working class. The angry young men produced a number of books (amongst other things) expressing their contempt with the class system, postwar welfare state and the lack of class change post war, the disdain of these issues are very prominent throughout Sillitoe’s novel.
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I will never forget my fifth birthday. It was a time of great sadness. It was in 1932 when thousands had lost their homes because they could not pay their mortgages. That year alone, some 25, 000 families and more than 200,000 young people wandered through the country seeking food, shelter, and clothing. My family was such a family. We were homeless and father was jobless. Father told us that we were traveling from place to place looking for 'the way.' We obtained food from welfare agencies or religious missions in towns along the way. Most of our meals, when we were lucky enough to have one, consisted of soup, beans, or stew and precious little of that. My oldest brother Mikey sometimes would find food in garbage cans from behind places in the towns we traveled through. I was so young then that I never knew where the food came from, and I remember how thankful Father and Mother were that our family had anything at all. I remember that Father always said the same little prayer before we would eat, but there never seemed to be enough to go around.
Years ago I had the most terrifying, shocking day of my life. I had between seven or eight years when this happened. The day before the accident, all my family was at my grandfather’s house. We all were eating the food my mother and my aunts brought, telling jokes at the dinner table. Meanwhile, I was playing with my cousins in the backyard. Everyone was enjoying the family meeting. As the time passed by and everyone was about to go home, my mother suggested the idea that we all should go at my grandparent’s ranch next day, since everyone was in town we all could have the chance to go. Everyone liked the idea. It was the perfect time to go because it was a weekend. As they all agreed to go, they begun to decide who bring what to the gathering. Who would have thought that thanks to that suggestion, I would lead me to the hospital the day of the reunion.
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