And judging from the nodding heads I see in front of me, it seems that many of you agree. I have only known Emily for a few short years and I know there are friends and family who have known her for much longer and better than me but I’d like to share what kind of person I’ve known Emily was. I’ve known Emily as someone who is not a social person but despite that, many people cared for her. I, someone who is not that close to her but became a friend of her for a short period of time, still cared for her so I was shocked when I heard the news that Emily passed away. I knew Emily also as a loving person.
During a talk at the annual awards conference, Burns talked about how her mother, who raised Ursula single, in one of the worst New York City Public Housing Projects, loved to give advice. Ursula was the middle sibling among three. Her father was not around, but her mother was a confident woman who always expected great things from her kids. She taught Ursula how to strive and move up. Her mom always knew her way around a good deal and therefore she hustled to put them in private school.
This woman lives in a residential care home in the UK with about forty-five other people. It is very expensive but gives her the care and independence she needs. She has lived here for three years and feels like she has lived here for many more. She is always making the carers and other people laugh by telling them stories about when she was younger. She has
Avery “You can’t go around making caricatures of the neighbours”. Miss Maudie is the complete opposite as a self-centered lady as she says “Only thing I worried about last night was all the danger and commotion it caused. This whole neighbourhood could have gone up.” And in return to Mr. Avery generosity helping she’ll “make him a Lane cake”. Chapter 8 also suggests most of the other neighbors in Maycomb are just as caring and affectionate as Miss Maudie. For example Miss Stephanie has let Miss Maudie stay at her house while her house gets rebuilt.
My friend lifted up her shirt, showed her a bright red (not pink) belly, and told her mother she had been calling and informing the doctor's office for days. They simply told her it was normal to have pain, not to worry, and they could not fit her in for an appointment until the following week. From the site of my friends stomach, her mother rushed her to the emergency room in horror. What my friend had was a horrible disease called necrotizing fasciitis and it had spread through parts of her body like wild fire. So I began investigating and found that she was not the only one.
I am so blessed not to have experienced what Jo Goodwin Parker went though. As I read her definition on poverty, I could see the devastating effects that this had on her and her children. Three affects that Jo Parker endured during these hard times were neglected heath issues, malnutrition, and no luxuries. First of all, they had neglected heath issues that most would consider minor, such as, red and cracked hands from not having any hand lotion. She once saved her money for two months to purchase Vaseline for her dry hands.
“I was at school and Mom was at work, so no one was there but the dog — the hardest part was losing my dog. “They’ve been working on the house since then, and we should be moving back in this week.” As a result of the fire, Green lived with an aunt for a while. “It affected her, but she kept her grades together,” said
Stroot informed management and some efforts were made to fix the upstairs shower. No repairs were made in Stroot’s apartment. The landlord stated that “the problem was caused by the upstairs tenants taking “sloppy” showers.” A few months later, on May 6 1994, Stroot called emergency maintenance because the hold in her bathroom ceiling was expanding and had become very large. It was no longer just a leak; she
I just hope things improve.” The family of resident Olive Bewick decided to move her to a different care home after she was found with bruising on her shins. Mrs Bewick had lived at Honeymead for five years until, over the last four months, her family became so concerned about her care that they complained to management. Her granddaughter Julie Ryall, 38, said: ‘We noticed things with her personal hygiene. Her nails were absolutely filthy, but she is either in bed or a wheelchair, so it’s not like she was doing gardening. “We also noticed dried food on her face where they had not washed it after meals.
At the foot of the bed there was rug, under the rug was a door and under the door was a secret compartment. Large enough to lay down and crawl around in, but small enough so that no more than two people could fit and not stand up in. Chiara and I quickly grabbed our, Decken und Tiere (blankets and stuffed animals) and climbed into the room. Mum handed us a towel of bread and water. Kissed us softly on the head, and told us not to come out for at least 3 days, until things settled down, shut the hatch slid the rug over and walked away.