At 5:30 AM, the young, naive, Jenny Drpich is all dressed up finally ready to leave her home and head to her job for the first time. On her way, she grabbed a copy of West Australian newspaper, a leftover of cinnamon bun from last night and a freshly brewed cup of Long Black Arabica. The placidness of her home is unwieldy; the constant sound of the dead air seems remind her of pure elation of her little farmhouse in upper Swan Valley. These reminiscing values seem to ponder in her mind as she heads out of the driveway. It was a heinous drive from her house to the suburb.…
Mary Rowlandson was always a Christian. She grew up in a family of Puritans, so believing in the Lord was the only thing she knew. Her father died when she was fifteen years old. After he died, she married Joseph Rowlandson, who was a preacher. Mary and Joseph moved to Lancaster where Joseph preached at the local church.…
Not only were her children pitted against one another by the religion, they had been brainwashed into thinking they no longer belonged to their mother, and instead to…
Susan Boxwell was honest to a fault, which is why she currently hated her job. Today, like yesterday, like all the other days since the war had begun a young soldier had died on her operating table. With a heavy sigh she did the mandatory cleansing rituals to make herself clean and presentable to the anxious family. Ten minutes later she left the operating theatre with droplets of soldier blood on her hands. The family stared at her intensely as she stepped into the waiting room, their entire beings consumed with fear and hope.…
Suzanne Aslasken Scarborough is 72 years old, and born on September 13, 1944, in Orange, New Jersey. Suzanne is an only child, with a deceased father and mother whose names are Julius Hull and Birdie Hull. Being married twice she is now single. Her first husband also father of her three children is Richard Aslasken who passed away at the age of 40. Her three children include Kristin who is the oldest, Rachel who is the middle child, and Eric who is the youngest.…
Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl is the autobiographical account about a young woman name Harriet Brent Jacobs. It talks about her life in slavery and her daring escape. Young Harriet, who assumes the name of Linda Brent, was born in Edenton, North Carolina to a “kind” mistress who taught her how to read, write and sew. When Linda’s mistress died, she was willed to the mistress’ young niece. Soon after her father also dies.…
During the eighteen years I have lived my experiences have been fairly sheltered. I have never traveled out of the country, eaten exotic foods, or gone skydiving; consequently, I haven’t met many people of special interest. Not to say the people I have met are not interesting, on the contrary, most of the people I have come to know all have their own unique stories and experiences; however, I never did meet anyone quite like Miss May. To this day I can’t pinpoint what exactly it was about her that intrigued me so much, maybe it was her rich brown hair and almond-shaped eyes, or how she pronounced candy more like “kehn-dee”, or it definitely could have been the way her eyes lit up when she smiled—still she will always remain a mystery to me.…
It was the middle of August 2013 when I first met her; she was the band director for my new school. I remember walking through the double doors of the electives hallway, very anxious and nervous to try out for my position in the band. My mother and I reached the door to the band director's’ office, where we were greeted by a tall middle aged woman. On this day, I would begin to know this woman as Mrs. Troutman. I would soon lose my feeling of uneasiness as she began to speak to my mother and I, she gave the first impression of a woman who was very easy to approach and great to be around.…
My name is Stephanie Jones and I was born in Small Town, MB in August 1971. I am the eldest and my brother is three years younger. The two towns where I have resided most of my life are Small Town and Middle Town, Manitoba. Different events in my live have directed this path depending on the circumstances I found myself in. Small Town is a small town with a little over 3000 residents.…
Most of you know I arrived at Marie Murphy last year in time for the start of 7th grade. There aren’t many things I remember from the beginning of last year because I have the worst memory for my age. The one thing I do remember is my first interaction with two people. Marie T. and Mr. G.…
Faith Konsdorf was married to Bill Konsdorf who had nearly a perfect marriage. They stuck with each other through thick and thin. But one day Faith’s whole world flipped around on March 22, 2014 when Bill was not responding to any of the messages and phone calls from Faith and she immediately knew something was wrong. He had been encountered in a horrific alcohol-related crash.…
Harriet Jacobs was born a slave in Edenton, North Carolina but died a free woman and abolitionist (HJ XXI). She was unaware of her status as a slave until she was about six years old while living with close relations to her mother, father, brother, and grandmother (HJ 5). Throughout Jacobs’ life, the struggle with religion was apparent in her novel, constantly torn between the belief and doubt in a good higher power. Harriet Jacob’s views of religion wavers throughout her lifetime.…
Native Americans have always been given the stereotype of "wild savages" by white settlers. The Narrative of the Life of Mrs. Mary Jemison gives a more caring, and human quality to the so-called "wild savages". Through Mary's narrative, the traditions of Native American, as well as the domestic roles of men and women are analyzed. Throughout her captivity, Mary mentions that she was treated with the utmost respect by her Indian family.…
The Tale reveals that the perfectly good woman is powerful, or at least potentially so, insofar as her suffering and submission are fundamentally insubordinate and deeply threatening to men and to the concepts of power and gender identify upon which patriarchal culture is premised (Hansen, 190.) However, the happy ending brings the heroine the dubious reward of permanent union with a man whom the Clerk, embellishing his sources, has characterized as a sadistic tyrant, worst of men and cruelest of husbands (Hansen, 190.) As a final message and a warning for both men and women alike, the Clerk's tale ends with the following…
The road was bumpy as we descended down it heading towards my sister’s wedding. I sat in my sister’s grey Ford Fusion listening to her talk. “It seems that every time I try to do something to make my life the way I want it, it goes bad.” she stated with a dreary voice, “Grandma has always told me that I need to listen to God and trust the path He has for me, but I never listened. When I told her that I was moving to Ohio, she told me I needed to pray about it.…