Nana Odom Research Paper

Then, we looked at the corner of the house.She sall us and then I turned around. And I was going to run until I hit my head on a air conditioning box.I did not notice I was bleeding until my cousin told me.I ran upstairs and told my mom my mom was freaking out.

At the hospital the doctor got right to work trying to fix his head.Minute after minute they frantically worked trying to fix his head. After an hour and a half the doctor came out to talk to my grandma.

I had lacrosse practice on the hottest day of summer. The best day was going to jump off a cliff and die. Practice was done and I was hungry for food. I got in my mom’s car and asked my mom to go somewhere and get some food. We went to Taco Bell. I finished and was ready to go home and get a shower. We were going down the road and suddenly my mom got a phone call from my aunt. As soon as my mom started to talk to my aunt she started to cry and break down. She

Dorothy Day was born in Brooklyn in November 8th, 1897. Her entire family all took the writing field besides one of her three children. Day describes her young childhood at home as not very loving, especially coming from her father. Anytime she was standing in the presence of her father while she was at home, she remarks, “There was never a close embrace.” (Forest 4). However, it seemed that Day’s mother shared great affection and love for her children unlike her husband. Forest explains, “John, referring to Day’s father, seems to have found it easier to be with horses than with children.” In many books that discuss the life of Dorthy Day, Day’s father seemed to quote at times sayings from the Bible because he seemed to carry the book around

I am Mia Haskins. I was born on October 9th, 2004 in Mary birch hospital located in San Diego, California. When I was born, I was colic so I cried a lot. My parents are Scott and Teri Haskins. I have two sibling an older sister named Ryann and a twin brother named Max. Ryann is 15 and Max and I are 12. When I was very little I need glasses very badly

Marguerite Annie Johnson, a little girl born Marguerite Johnson in St. Louis, Missouri, on April 4, 1928. She grew up in St. Louis and Stamps, Arkansas. Her older brother Bailey Jr loved to tease her and end start calling her Maya. Today we know her as Maya Angelou the first black woman director in Hollywood, who left a huge mile stone as poet, historian, songwriter, author, playwright, dancer, stage and screen producer, singer, performer, director, and civil rights activist. She was also and inspiration to Martin Luther King Jr. who request her present 1968.

I don’t know why, but somehow the image of the white sands between her toes, the large palm trees hanging overhead, the cool ocean breeze, the whole tropical dream, always manages to make a smile on her face. This paradise, I imagine, must be the complete opposite at home, what with being the middle child of a younger brother, Jonathan, and an older step brother, Chandlier, two cats, two dogs, a bunny, and two tropical animals called sugar gliders. This girl, who I thought I could read like an open book, proved to be very surprising and one of the friendliest people I know.

On November 15, 1887, in Sun Prairie Wisconsin, Ida O’Keeffe and Francis Calyxtus O’Keeffe became parents to a baby girl. They named her Georgia Totto after her grandfather George Victor Totto. Her mother, Ida O’Keeffe, was Dutch and Hungarian and her father, Francis Calyxtus O’Keeffe, was Irish. Francis and Ida grew up as neighbors and when they got older, both of their families wanted a marriage between them and to combine their two farms. Although Ida wanted to become a doctor, she still agreed to the marriage.

I was woken up with mom at the foot of my bed saying “Wake up sweetheart wake up” it is a beautiful day in Canada witch is where I live. As I get the gunk out of my eyes so I could so my mother clearly and I ask her what was wrong because she had never woke me up at 5:45 in the morning with out it being bad or something happened to the family. I got scared and my father, sister, and brother came into my room and was saying.“Calm down your going to be okay just pack your clothes,some of your personal items,and some food NOT caned food". Next I was getting ready and Carter my brother came into my room witch he had never done and told me him and dad would protect Kelsey, mom, and myself. As I walked into the kitchen we all picked different kinds of food and water. We started walking out the door and I said "Wait I need my picture of all my friends so i would remember them"so I went and got it.

The Diary of Lady Nijo during the 13th and 14th centuries of early tradition Japan provides a primary account of what life was like for a female from the time 1271 to 1306. Lady Nijo’s life is one of sadness and suffering. As the daughter of Masatada Koga, Lady Nijo gives us a personal account of how women in court life had to conduct themselves and highlights the conduct between female and male in early traditional Japan. After losing her mother at age two and her father at fifteen, she is raised under the Retired Emperor Gofukakusa. Lady Nijo is powerless at times to the wills and wants of those in the court family. Her role as a woman during the time period shows the reader just how arduous life was for a female during the time period. Lady Nijo had a certain role she had to conform to because of the circumstances she endured. Lady Nijo’s relationship with not only the retired Emperor, Gofukakusa, but a high court official Akebono, as well as Ariake, Gofukakusa’s half-brother and a Buddhist monk made her appear as more of a pawn. Lady Nijo bears children with all of these men previously mentioned, and as her life

The African Student Association is collaborating with the Women's Union, World Around U, and Diversity Office to bring in Mary Olushoga, a Union alumni for a speaker series. Mary is a well-known female entrepreneur, who’s work (AWP Network) has focused on empowering female entrepreneurs from developing nations. Bringing Mary to Union fosters community and diversity at Union College by giving students a first-hand experience of a Union alumni making a difference in the world. Mary has a lot of amazing stories to share with the students here on campus. I believe exposing the students to a success story such as Mary will not only inspire them in their dreams, but it will also motivate students to make a difference, and perhaps to be leading examples

The 22nd day of May, 2005, it was a sunny day, few clouds in the sky. It also happened to be my mom's birthday. I remember it as if it were yesterday as surprising as that may seem. It was a beautiful spring day, birds chirping and kids running around. I was playing baseball outside of my house with my friend Jake. Mom inside on the phone, completely unaware of what was going to happen next. We were playing baseball, I walked over to Jake to tell him to use a different bat and just as I walked over, he swung the bat and hit me just above the eye. My head flopped back and the tears rolled down my face. Blood oozed down my cheek as I lost perception of reality. I don’t think I was fully aware of how severe the situation was until I was in the

When Emily- Anne was an average high school student, she was bullied a lot and did not many friends. Emily- Anne moved to a new school because she bullied and had a really hard life at her old school.

When I was on my day at primary school, most of us were pretty anxious because it was a big change and new students could show up. The teacher was so angelic that she took after the students as though we were her children. Caring as she may seem, her spelling was not that great. In Spanish is a common mistake to replace this “V” with this “B”, therefore she misspelled the “oveja” and wrote in the blackboard, where every parent could see her astonishing mistake, the word “obeja”. Surprisingly, neither the parents nor the teacher realized the error.

February twenty-third 2010 was just a regular ordinary day. I was on my way to class on this cold February afternoon, when my phone rung. It was my cousin on the other end telling me to call my mom. I could not figure out what was wrong, so I quickly said okay and I hung up and called my mom. When my mom answered the phone I told her the message but I said I do not know what is wrong. My mom was at work and could not call right away, so I took the effort to call my cousin back to see what was going on. She told me that our uncle was in the hospital and that it did not look good. Starting to tear up I pull over in a fast food restaurant parking lot to listen to more to what my cousin had to say. She then tells me to tell my mom to get to