My eyes shift down to the ground and notice a long, slimy, blue creature slithering into the depths of the sewers.I quickly snap my head to the side, only to see a pair of yellow slitted eyes sink away into the shadows.Quickly, I put up an invisible force field around my mom, two older brothers, and younger sister to protect them from the fiends of the streets. Ten years old is when I realized I had amazing powers, it was also the time when I became homeless and walked the streets of downtown Dallas with nothing but my family, and my imagination. I realize now that these “powers” helped me through my toughest ordeals. Traversing the diverse and mysterious streets, the cavernous like alleyways and the wonder-filled grassy fields of the highways sated my young minds curious hunger for knowledge of the world. To me, I was not some poor vagrant; I was a gallant adventurer who ventured out into the world, warding off all the evil fiends of the shadows from my mom and …show more content…
Being the young naïve child that I was, I didn’t fully understand just what it meant to be “struggling,” even though I had experienced not having anything but the clothes on my back and whatever I could fit into a backpack. It wasn’t until I witnessed my mother crying, that I truly understood the daunting situation we were in. My mom was the strongest person in my life to me as a kid (and still is), and to see a strong woman like her crying, just made my insides churn and my heart ache with each beat. A wave of guilt washed over me, I had failed, I failed to protect her from the evil fiends, and I had failed to become the knowledgeable nomad who could solve any and every problem. I did not let the guilt take full control over me, though; I instead vowed to change everything wrong in my mom’s life, for her sake, only further fueling the embers of ambition and creation within
Many individuals strive to be the best and thrive in this world inhabited by seven billion people, by taking control over their own destiny. However, success requires a sacrifice of personal desires and ambitions at times which not a lot amongst us are willing to give. It is sooner or later that the temporary reformation fails and their true self resurfaces where they are back at where they began. A lot of us are unwillingly left to deal and live with these unfortunate circumstances. The impact that these events leave upon us is very significant and sometimes temporary. The poem, "The tent delivery woman's ride" by Wilmer Mills, and my own experience explains that the significant events negatively effect an individual's ability to determine
Previously, the narrator has intimated, “She had all her life long been accustomed to harbor thoughts and emotions which never voiced themselves. They had never taken the form of struggles. They belonged to her and were her own.” Her thoughts and emotions engulf her, but she does not “struggle” with them. They “belonged to her and were her own.” She does not have to share them with anyone; conversely, she must share her life and her money with her husband and children and with the many social organizations and functions her role demands.
One day Gabi went into the garage and her father was lying unconscious on the ground with a pipe in his hand. He had died. She called the police and everything but it was no use, his death was caused by a meth overdose. Nevertheless Gabi faced her father’s death with grace and courage. His death had inspired her to read poetry in front of people, something she never could do before. The poem was about him and how nobody knew what it was like to have a dad who was a meth addict, watching him deteriorate day after day. Gabi kept saying over and over “ But you don’t know my dad.” Yet she fought through the tough times and became even stronger because of the trials she faced.
While buried, so deep beneath the cavity of adversity, finding hope is nearly impossible. But, it is the ability of decisions that aids as the last gleam of hope retrievable. After facing many struggles, it becomes almost involuntary for someone to put up a guard. With using that strategy, and the transgression of time without progress, there’s a certain ignition of comprehension. Change needs to occur, and a complete remedy of that
“I wanted to get out and walk eastward toward the park through the soft twilight but each time I tried to go I became entangled in some wild strident argument which pulled me back, as if with ropes, into my chair. Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets, and I was him too, looking up and wondering. I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.
I remember the first time I came to America; I was 10 years old. Everything was exciting! From getting into an airplane, to viewing magnificent, huge buildings from a bird’s eye view in the plane. It was truly memorable. After staying few days at my mother’s house, my father and I wanted to see what Dallas looks like. But because my mother was working the whole day, it wasn’t convenient for her to show us the area except only on Sundays. Finally, we went out to the nearby mall with my mother. My father and I were astonished after looking at a variety of stores. But after looking at different stores, we were finally tired and hungry, so we went into McDonald’s. Not being familiar with fast food restaurants, we were curious to try American
Looking back on the death of Larissa’s son, Zebedee Breeze, Lorraine examines Larissa’s response to the passing of her child. Lorraine says, “I never saw her cry that day or any other. She never mentioned her sons.” (Senior 311). This statement from Lorraine shows how even though Larissa was devastated by the news of her son’s passing, she had to keep going. Women in Larissa’s position did not have the luxury of stopping everything to grieve. While someone in Lorraine’s position could take time to grieve and recover from the loss of a loved one, Larissa was expected to keep working despite the grief she felt. One of the saddest things about Zebedee’s passing, was that Larissa had to leave him and was not able to stay with her family because she had to take care of other families. Not only did Larissa have the strength to move on and keep working after her son’s passing, Larissa and other women like her also had no choice but to leave their families in order to find a way to support them. As a child, Lorraine did not understand the strength Larissa must have had to leave her family to take care of someone else’s
Few situations exist that can strip a person of their ability to influence their world as much as social desolation. In the words of Rudyard Kipling, “The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. To be your own man is a hard business. If you try it, you'll be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too h...
One often hears tales of humanity’s greatest feats from friends, family, and the media - whether it is a groundbreaking scientific discovery or a miraculous survival story, it is only natural for humans to marvel at which they cannot comprehend, including the awe-inspiring deeds accomplished by other humans. However, if one merely stops to reflect upon these aforementioned feats, one will quickly realize that every single individual who has accomplished one of them, from Marie Curie to Usain Bolt to Queen Elizabeth I, had a single thing in common: spirit. In fact, said individuals are not unlike the protagonist of Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand, Louis Zamperini, who possesses the same iron will and drive. In Unbroken, Louis “Louie” Zamperini withstands the countless trials and tribulations of war, both big and small, all with the help of hope, his undying spirit, and shatterproof dignity. Additionally, despite all of the hardships he faces, he finds it within himself to forgive his tormentors when his ordeals are finally over. If there is anything that Louie’s story teaches readers, it is that the human spirit is incredibly strong - one can endure almost anything if one’s dignity remains intact.
Every person has an American Dream they want to pursue, achieve and live. Many people write down goals for themselves in order to get to their dream. Those never ending goals can range from academic to personal. As of today, I am living my dream. My American Dream is to become a nurse, travel to many places, have a family, and get more involved with God.
Looking back on my life there haven’t been a lot of times where I felt like an outsider. I always had a group of friends, a family that loved me, and I like to think that my peers always thought of me as a pretty fun to be around person. However last year there was a time where I did feel as though rejection was prominent in my life..
As a retired Seal, I still retain the memories of the struggles and hardships I have encountered over my life. Starting at the age of five, my mother met a man named Leon. He would always criticize me for something I did or what I did wrong. Every little detail that was not done correctly would lead to pain and discipline. This was Leon’s way of ,”setting me straight”. Finally I had enough. I decided to leave home by boarding the wrong bus after school one day out of fear. I was so scared to go home. But I eventually decided that I have to live with it, I knew Leon was going to stay I could do nothing to change that. In life there are things that you can't change. I believe that you must learn to cope with problems in order to succeed, not by running away from them.
As an African American woman, I have lived and worked in underserved communities and have experienced personally, the social and economic injustices grieved by underserved communities and the working poor. All of which, has increased my desires to work with such populations. A reserved person by nature, I have exposed an inner voice that I was oblivious to. I have expressed my inner voice to those living in underserved communities, who are seeking social and economic stability. I have come to classify and value the strength I have developed by the need, to survive in an underserved community. I use these as my continuous struggle against the social and economic injustices that I have experienced, as a product of an underserved community and as an African American woman. I have continued my struggle to overcome the barriers from my upbringing in an underserved community.
My heart was pounding as I boarded my flight leaving the Bangkok International Airport. A flight attendant in a grey dress with a red bow draped over her shoulder announced; “Welcome aboard flight AA350 to the United States.” My journey began that day.
The topic for this paper is going to be over a couple of statements I found to be fascinating from virtue ethics. Virtue ethics is Aristotle's’ famous work. It explains how people can be a virtuous person in many ways. For these two statements, I will give my explanation and interpretation of why Aristotle finds these statements to be true and what it means in virtue ethics. Lastly, I will express my opinion on why I do or do not agree with Aristotle’s beliefs.