Hope and Perseverance “Freedom does not come without a price” (Charlie Dent). We must admire those who have struggled to accomplish a better life style for themselves and for their families. In “The Grandfather,” Gary Soto acknowledges and honors the hardships and accomplishments of his grandfather, who died deep in the harvest of his fruits and dedication to keep his family together. Just like Soto’s grandfather, my grandmother too, struggled to overcome many hardships while also keeping her family well united and strong. The life we are living today was not easily given.
Even though I may quarrel over insignificant details with my little brother, he's always my number one priority whenever I leave the safe castle of home. I'm also proud of who I am and what I do. Whenever I'm really determined to do something, I would do whatever necessary to achieve it. On the other hand, I'm not nearly as tough or adamant as Squeaky is. The kinds of people I hate most are those who lag around dragging a group down.
Two children and one parent is not the best combination, especially when the children are girls who like to spend a lot. I did not mind bringing myself up because I had more control over things and I enjoyed helping bring my little sister up. There were times where I did wish I had more of a parental figure in my life, but I could not complain much. When I did ask for my dad’s help, he tried to be there for me, but sometimes he would not be. Whenever I needed to schedule a doctor’s appointment, my dad always made me do it for myself.
The conversation made me feel silly. I was almost ashamed that something like school work was bringing me down. Something so small I was letting run down my attitude. From that day on I gave everything I did my all. If my grandfather could make it through so much and get this far, then I would never again lose hope or motivation to persevere and push through any obstacle that came to me.
It is unfortunate that many people will never know what it truly feels like to be part of loving family. While reading “The Stories of John Cheever” it dawned upon myself that Cheever’s idea of a family is something extremely different from my views. One particular story that proved this point was “Goodbye My Brother”. Regardless of how dysfunctional or not your family is you shouldn’t blame them for the way you are and take time to step out of your day to day life and examine yourself from inside out. While reading “Goodbye My Brother”, a story about a family who whom of mostly are stuck in their old habits and in denial about how their family is “close in spirit” but in actuality there is a disconnect amongst the members.
After finding his sister he then began the journey of finding his lost son that he had no communication with in a very extended period of time. As they went from place to place they would tally up a new clue but less promising safety of Absolom. I respect the perseverance of Father Kumalo but the amount of selflessness shown by Msimangu . It is truly amazing that someone could stop his life and devote it to something he has no idea about in order to help a complete stranger out. Understanding this logic is very difficult, but also made me believe even stronger in my position.
The poems are about Heaney’s childhood, in his poems he explains the change of attitude to the natural world, and the poems both have two parts: the childhood and his views as an adult. His poems describe his experience as a child. The reader knows that Heaney is describing his childhood in “Blackberry Picking” because in his poem he shows a vivid account of picking blackberries which shows us that it can only be done by child. A quotation to prove this is “I always felt like crying. It wasn’t fair”.
He left them being known as one of the nicest everyday-person to meet and how he always looked up, as he didn’t want to dwell on something that was out of his control. But what is cooler is that he wanted to leave us all something to think about and hopefully use once he is gone physically. So he decided to share his thoughts. Like he mentioned near the beginning of his lecture, “We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand.” Thinking about what I would leave people is pretty tough, since I still have a lot to learn and am not wise and experienced yet. I have to work on it, but the legacy I want to leave is to find your own self-happiness so you may share that with others.
Hepzibah is forced to open a cent shop in the home because she is nearly destitute, although her cousin, Judge Pyncheon has tried to subsidize her over the years. The house had originally been built by the ancestral Mr Pyncheon, after he stole the land from a Mr Maule. Maule refused to give over his land when he was alive, so Pyncheon help convict him of witchery in order to have him put to death. Pyncheon then takes control of the land and hires Maule’s son to build the house. On the day of the housewarming party, as all the neighbors show up to the unveiling, Pyncheon is found dead in his study.
But, it was still difficult for me. I felt at a loss because much of my time had been devoted to their needs. My husband attempted to assist me by finding activities and travel to take my mind off of it. But the feeling of loss still lingered. My husband was neutral about them leaving home and though I knew this was the natural progression of life I felt myself presenting him because he didn’t understand and share my feelings.