The Holocaust left a lingering hurt with many of the survivors and perpetrators of the war. As a result, victims often suffered from post-war trauma. Traumatic responses, by first generation Holocaust survivors, were often projected onto their children. Authors Art Spiegelman and Hans-Ulrich Treichel illustrate the above in their memoirs Maus I and II and Lost. Both the parents in the memoirs re-enact their repressed emotions, regarding their experience in the Holocaust, through their children.…
Within Just Mercy’s first chapters, the author Bryan Stevenson, founder of the Equal Justice Initiative and lawyer who works with condemned and incarcerated individuals, introduces Walter McMillan’s case. Walter was tried, convicted, and sentenced to death for the murder of Ronda Morrison, an eighteen year old white woman who worked as a part time clerk at a dry cleaning store in Monroeville, Alabama. There was no concrete evidence against Walter. Though there was evidence in favor of his freedom, he was held illegally on Death Row before getting tried and sentenced. He had a short trial, lasting for less than two days.…
Doris Watson was born on December 24th, 1937, in Leland Mississippi to the union of Arthur and Carrie Ferguson. Doris was baptized at an early age at Greater St. Matthews Church in Leland Mississippi. She attended Breich High School in Leland. On December 16, 1956, she was united in Holy Matrimony to Willie James Watson and to this union was born five children, Debra Ann, Bonita Lynne, Darryl Thaddeus, Willie Roy, and Jermaine.…
DocViewer Page of 5 Zoom Pages Cole 1 Rodney Cole Prof. Merri Fefles HIS-202-300 9 December 2017 Capstone Project: Yvonne Sneed Racial tension has been a constant issue in the world similar to the way volcanoes stay inactive from eruption but there is always a chance the hostility can boil over. During the 1960s, Detroit experienced gentrification and Black Americans moved into White neighborhoods and there was discrimination amongst both races leading to scarce job opportunities for Blacks (Miah). My grandmother, Yvonne Sneed, lived in Royal Oak which was a suburb of Detroit. I conducted a phone interview with her on November 11 to inquire about her experience living through the Detroit Riots in 1967.…
Over 500 books have been written about the Holocaust. Sara Young has written one of them, My Enemy’s Cradle. A Jewish girl loses her German cousin to attempted abortion and uses her identity to save her own baby. This taught me to love with all you have and focus on the good in life. Cyrla has always wanted to be Anneke.…
I was born in San Francisco to a single mother, and I have never known anything different. My mother provided an incredible life for me, for which I am eternally grateful. At the age of eleven my mother decided it would be financially best to relocate to Casper, Wyoming, where she would have the help of her family to raise me. Although the move was extremely difficult for both of seeing that we created friendships and bonds with people that we would no longer see as often, my mother has never made a decision she didn’t think was best for both of us. My mother always puts my well-being first which has given me my love of helping others.…
Everything written in this essay has been taken from “The Mother”, by Gwendolyn Brooks. Abortions. It is the first word of the poem, and the first word of this essay. Used as an attempt to grab the reader, and keep them hooked, “Abortions will not let you forget.” (L. 1).…
The texts The End of Remembering by Joshua Foer and “The Ordinary Devoted Mother” by Alison Bechdel, while are stylistically very different, addresses the same themes of the memory and one’s self-identity. Foer, while not as cold or detached as a scientific paper, uses a more formal and traditional tone when compared to Bechdel who approaches these themes through the lens of a graphic novel. The result of this gives two very distinct perspective on how memories affect one’s self identity. Foer’s theoretical framework of how memory functions and Bechdel’s more anecdotal approach of the effects of her personal memories on her life, provides two very distinctive perspectives on how the prioritization of memories are connected with the creation…
Borrowing the genre of melodrama, Almodóvar’s award-winning film, All About My Mother (1999), features transgender and post-queer study of sexuality. Apart from presenting two pre-op transgenders, the film renders a variety of “abnormal” intimate relationships, including the protagonist, Manuela’s family without a father, Huma’s ultimately failed lesbian relationship with Nina, and the family formed at the end of the film, constituted by Manuela, Rosa’s baby, and queer girlfriends. These unusual forms of intimacy disturb the hereto-sexist institutions, e.g. marriage and family. Portraying gender, sexuality, and identity as unfixed, the film mocks the conventional perception by interweaving the theatrical performance with the real life: On the one hand, the fixity and stereotype of femininity and masculinity are fostered by cinematic representations, exemplified by Hollywood productions; On the other hand, the reference to…
My mother is not an exceptionally beautiful woman. She would not be remembered as a modern-day Helen of Troy, whose face launched a thousand ships, or a sumptuous vixen like Marilyn Monroe. She is a woman who seamlessly blends into a crowd, with a face people could confuse with another; maybe a friend's mom, a distant relative or the owner of a bakery down the street. She has the face of a million women and none of them are exceptionally special; none of them exceptionally beautiful. My mother is a plain-Jane; a woman whose attraction is reflected through her personality.…
On Christmas day of 2013 I remember sitting on a dirty cold bench at the Women's Correctional Center in San Mateo. I was waiting to see my mother behind a steel glass window of only an hour. My mom being incarcerated a countless number of times opened my eyes to a future that I don’t want. I remember going to her court date, I missed school for it. I sat with my dad behind the stands waiting for my mother's turn.…
In the short story of “That Only a Mother” by Judith Merril is set five years into the future in 1955, the setting was during a war were nuclear bombing was often occurring. The story started depicting Maggie with signs of pregnancy. Her significant other, Hank, is a specialized lieutenant in the force, who was sent in a task. Hank is a designer and doesn’t go around anything that is dangerous so when Maggie gets pregnant she doesn’t think anything of it, as Maggie stated “The radiologist said Hank’s job couldn’t have exposed him”…
The 1999 film drama All About My Mother by Spanish director P. Almodóvar is an adaptation sensation. The movie follows Manuela, the mother of Esteban who is run over by a car one night while asking for an autograph. Shaken by the loss of her son, who has been her only family, she begins looking for his father who has become a transvestite. The performances, patterns of behavior and motivational schemes of the principal characters of the film: Manuela, Lola, Esteban, Agrado and Huma Rojo define and explore the issue of identity and transformations.…
Death is final with no point of return and extremely painful for the ones left behind to grieve. This was especially true for me when I lost my mother. Losing her was one of the most difficulty experiences in my life because I was not prepared for her death. Looking back on the situation, there was nothing for which to prepare; she was only fifty-one years old. I knew her health was not the best; however, the diagnosed health problems were not what killed her.…
If you would have told me that I was similar to my mother, I would have raised my eyebrows in confusion and completely disagreed. In fact, I probably would have been offended and questioned the reasoning behind that conclusion. My mom has always been one of the strongest women I know. Despite the adversity of being a woman in her field, she continuously approaches her work with the unique ambition that always produces success.…