Beth’s office is through the kitchen in the back of the store. The Paradiso’s mission statement is “To build a lifelong partnership of raving guest, associates and stockholders”. Her job is to order supplies, doing schedules, hiring employees, cooking, serving, counting the register at the end of the day and taking care of the store. Beth says her least favorite thing about her job is the turnover never having enough people to run the store. There are times that she has to be the manager and the cook at the same time.
Only a select few have what it takes to be an everyday lunch lady. She makes sure the children that eat the frozen foods thank God every night for each well made, home cooked meal they have. She makes them pray that they don’t have to eat her lunch for every meal. She stimulates the economy by making sure children go and buy food and lunches from stores instead of in school; a job only a lunch lady can do. The lunch lady possesses many virtues in this world.
I used to work at this particular store, so I spoke to all of the employees and the manager about my social experiment so that I wouldn’t get in too much trouble. There were people of all different ages and purposes, so I decided I would try my experiment a few times in order to get more conclusive results. I walked around like a normal shopper, grabbed a few things, and when I got to checkout, I picked a line and stood in front of the last person (so as not to tic too many people off), and nonchalantly stood there until they said something. Most people responded like I would have. They said things like
Struggling with Dementia: A Puzzle Being Torn Apart I remember just ten years ago right before my husband’s grandmother was diagnosed Alzheimer (a form of dementia). She lived on her own at this point; while we visited she would always bake us fresh cookies while we watched westerns with her about once a week. You could just walk in her apartment in enter a time capsule these were some of the happiest memories of my life. Then as the days passed and weeks turned into months she started to forget little things here and there. She started to get frightened more often even for her, that was hard because she was living alone at that point this made us very worried about her.
Negroes up North have no respect for people. They think they can get away with anything” (132). After being warned by her mom to pretend she did not know about Emmett, Ann is forced to suppress her feelings of anger towards the white people who committed this act. However, she also starts to feel resentment grow for the colored people who pretended to not care about his death. This anger at the Caucasian race for the inequality of the races eventually spurred Ann to join the NAACP, a group put together to fight racism and fight for equal rights.
Growing up is often a drawn out process. Although in some cases blossoming into a knowledgeable and self sufficient person may only take on experience, maybe even a sentence or a glace of something different and your whole life and perspective will adjust. The short story “Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?” by Joyce Carol Oates demonstrates the struggle of life and the decisions people are faced with everyday. We learn early in the story that Connie does not appreciate, nor does Connie like, or have any kind of relationship with her mother, father, or sister. ”Her parents and sister were going to a barbecue at an aunt’s house and Connie said no, she wasn’t interested, rolling her eyes to let her mother know just what she thought of it.” Connie obviously puts a wall between her and her family.
After getting married Laura went to college and as part of an in-class interview assignment got introduced to a business savvy uncle that she had never met. This uncle was one of the core motivators in Laura’s life that really got her on the path to starting her own business. Based upon her new motivation and skills she developed as a child in sewing, materials, and color Laura started producing Native American Quilts and begin selling them from anywhere between $500 - $5000 a quilt. However though talented Laura found that this idea was impossible to continue. Through Laura’s involvement in one of her fundraiser events while she was selling her families fry bread recipe when she decided to pursue this idea as a possible venture after receiving positive feedback.
When dinner was ready I tried to sit and talk to her but she stood up with her plate and gone she went to her room. I could not believe this atrocity was happening to me. Eventually, we had to go together to family reunions but this didn’t stop her from not talking to me. Sometimes my mother would not wait for me to come out of school and she would leave me home alone to go eat lunch with her sisters. This looked like revenge to me against what I had said before when I was sixteen.
In their younger years, they were told they would never fit in due to the color of their skin. In Helga's case because she was bi-racial she was always told. "If you couldn't prove your ancestry and connections, you were tolerated, but you didn't 'belong'." (Q.43). Even when Helga tries to get help from Uncle Peter she is rejected by his wife, Mrs. Nilssen, who tells her directly "Well, he isn't exactly your uncle, is he?
I remember a story my mom told to me. One of the employees working at my family’s business was receiving food stamps before she had gotten the job. Because she had gotten a job, she was unqualified for food stamps, even though she really needed them. Her sister worked at the local grocery store as a cashier and dealt with people using food stamps all the time. One day, a man came through her