Fast-talking, fourteen and fresh from boot-camp, Jack Harold Lucas was bound for glory. He was a fire plug of a kid who wanted to fight so badly, that he lied about his age in order to enlist, stowed away on a troopship to get into the war, and was technically missing when he got his first shot at combat. However, this two-fisted punk managed to become the youngest American in history to receive the Medal of Honor. “On February 20, 1945, while fighting Japanese forces on Iwo Jima, the day after the invasion and a week after his seventeenth birthday, Lucas’ life was changed forever.”(Standring Pg.1) Quick to act under fire, Lucas purposely absorbed the shock of two enemy grenades in order to shield his companions. “By his inspiring action and
Every Dr. that went through this journey with Morgan and kept track of his health are stunned and that people shouldnot eat fast food and one Dr. even says that Morgan should not eat fast food for one whole year to give his body time to recuperate. In 30 days Morgan ate 30lbs of sugar, a lb a day and managed to eat 12 whole pounds of fat. It takes 6 months for Morgan to lose the 20lbs he gained in only 1 month. It takes 2 months of detox eating to get his liver and cholesterol back to normal function. My take from this movie?
Valdez Randall Dear Introduction to bears football 9/04/2015 No Bears player took more "mental reps" in training camp than quarterback David Fales, who didn't practice until the team's final day in Bourbonnais due to an undisclosed illness. "It's hard to go out there and do it sometimes," Fales said Thursday night after leading the Bears to a 24-0 win over the Cleveland Browns in the preseason finale at Soldier Field. "It's easy to understand what's going on. But getting under center and seeing it when you're behind the line and guys are coming at you, it's different." | David Fales passed for 131 yards and two touchdowns.
Dear Diary, I had the craziest day at school today. We went on a trip to some ancient Greek ruins. Even though Mr. Brunner was leading the trip it didn’t make anything better. On the way to the ruins (on the coach) Nancy Bobofit kept winding me up by throwing her rotten food at my best friend Grover. She knew I couldn’t do anything as I’m on probation, and apparently I’m on my last chance.
Narrative intervention The Aftermath Boys of Blood and Bone The physical demands of farm life were a job, but it takes Bob’s mind off the crude memories he endured during the war with Andy and Darcy. While cleaning out the septic tank, the smell reminded Bob of being stuck in the trenches under heavy fire for weeks surrounded by decaying bodies. Since being back from the war, Bob has been sleep deprived due to nightmares of the horrific bloodshed he had faced. Now he always kept a gun under his pillow. Every morning at exactly 0400 hours he would get dressed and pray for Andy and the men lost in that battle.
If we so desired to leave camp, a pass was required; this rankled many of the men, who were used to being independent. Training lasted three long months until, in a sudden flurry, we were placed on a train, heading for Maryland, straight for the bloodiest battle I thought fathomable. I didn’t think much of it on the train ride there; I didn’t have much to think about rather. I’ll spare you the details of the battle, (I can’t remember much of it anyways) but know that my life was in the balance more than once that day, and it seems impossible, really, that I left that meadow
If I would invest the time needed to organize I would have received a better grade. English has never been my forte in high school; I failed one whole semester because I was infected with senioritis. My mentality was that I didn’t HAVE to do anything because graduation was just around the corner, but boy was I wrong. This set of mentality pushed me back in my senior year and it prohibited me from enjoying my last year as my friends were living it up at all the parties while I was home finishing up my online class as a result of my failure. Online classes required self determination and a lot time.
At the end of the 72 hours, my eyes felt heavy, it become hard to walk, I was crabby, mean and impatient, my body was weak, and I got a fever, but this happens almost every time I travel for a long period of time although this time was the worst. All my sleeping and eating patterns were disrupted, leaving me eating at the oddest times of the day. But after those 72 miserable hours, I slept the whole week away. Every year when our family goes on our annual trip, I always suffer from jet lag the worst compared to my family, although I try and prepare for it a week before by getting used to sleeping and eating in another time zone, it never works
A Day That Shall Live In Infamy It was early morning January 21, 1974 and it was still dark out when I woke up from a quick nap that I managed to take on that cramped, uncomfortable, loud, and smelly bus that had been chartered by the United States Government for the purpose of delivering 42 unsuspecting young souls to a little place called Parris Island, South Carolina. Just the name Parris Island was enough to send shivers down the backs of those 42 unsuspecting souls. Parris Island, a place we had all heard about over and over again for the past three days while being processed for this scary, unknown, and at the same time, exciting trip that we had signed up for. The stories that we had heard about some of things that had happened
To put this into perspective, the day I left for boot camp was the first time I boarded an airplane. At the time, I was afraid of what to expect and if I would even make it through this arduous training. Needless to say I was terrified to be on my own. My parents were very supportive; however, they would not be able to help me get through this phase of my life. I was, for the first time, on my own.