Aunt Jemima

lead me to miss out some memorable memories that other child have instead of me. “I got enough, I could handle my stuff, I could organize and manage my works without you propel next to me!” Since 2012, when I came back to Canada, I lived with my aunt here in Mississauga, and my parents lived back in Montreal. I have lots of valuable occasion by myself. I was built to speak up for myself. I learnt to distinguish black and white. Moreover, I learnt from mistakes every time when I fall down on…

Her Aunt surprised, "bonjour, Cheri, how have you been? Bad girl, have not called your old Aunt in a long time". {indent}Spoke so fast poor thing could not get a word in conversation. In fluent French, "Bonjour, Aunt Viv, give me a second to answer," old woman, my foot, smiles to herself. {indent}Vivian was her mom's younger…

Sarah McClanahan blinked her eyes in the dappled sunlight of a cool Kentucky morning. The covered wagon heaved and swayed through the Red River Gorge as a wilderness unlike anything words could draw stretched out ahead. Forest niches me-andered here and there; the untamed river ambled in and out of sight as they passed through the valley of Big Turtle. "Ma, why couldn't I bring my doll?" Her daughter Cassie's question jolted Sarah back to reality. "We had no room for her in the wagon, honey.…

mom's side had lived there my grandma, aunts, uncles, and lots of cousins. The sad thing though is that I had to move out of California and go to Colorado. My birthday was even the day that my family and I were moving so I had a sixth birthday party before we left all of my family was there. The next morning my uncle from Colorado came to California to help us move it was a sad day that day. When I got in the car I was crying my eyes out, I stopped until my aunt came into the car to say goodbye…

Took us bout a year to settled in our new home, school and got along with some neighbors here. My dad was my aunt to move here because its peaceful…

further understanding of the world formulated from cathartic experiences. In the short story “The Fall of a City”, by Aidan Nowlan, Teddy the protagonist is a dynamic character who struggles through his transition to adulthood. Living with his uncle and aunt, Teddy builds an imaginary world named Upalia, to escape from reality and spends time in the attic fighting imaginary battles. The city portrays the self-esteem that he lacks in his life. When his uncle discovers and laughs at Teddy's “paper…

Life is full of amazing memories. Some of them are joyful and excited while others are depressing and got wrenching. Whatever the memory may be they always seem to make a nest in the back of your mind. The book 13 Gifts written by Wendy Mass, Mass creates a story that grasps the beginning of new memories. During 13 Gifts the main character, Tara, creates new memories by finding herself, discovering secrets, and paying off debt. “The sidelines may be safer but life is played on the field.” (Ch.…

Before Ifemelu leaves for America, she shares her weekends with Obinze in Nsukka. Here, Adichie describes Nsukka in a long paragraph for this is the last time we are in Nigeria until the end of the novel. Each sentence reveals more about the town, but I will mostly examine the figurative language that is used at the end of the passage. Page 113 reads, “The church bazaars would leave the air redolent, smoky from mass cooking. Some nights, the heat lay thick like a towel. Other nights, a sharp…

certain characters’ life strictly defines them and can affect them in a negative way. Papa Eugene is a character that embodies the extreme impact that religion can have on one’s thoughts and actions. After Kambili and Jaja return from visiting their Aunt Ifeoma’s house, Papa Eugene becomes disappointed in his kids because he deemed being in the same house as a “heathen” like Papa Nnukwu was a sin (Adichie 194). He then decides to pour scalding hot water on their feet. Papa Eugene explains to…

Dynamic Success I am an amalgamation of my aunts an uncles and a product of there success. Success to me has been ever changing and slowly developing concept of what I think makes me happy, as a young child my ambitions were focused, riches would be my first class seat to happiness. But with multiple jobs, from making a reasonable living to part times with meager wages material was fleeting. I have a sizable measuring stick of experiences, that contributed to my current happiness. But my…