Ryan's About Me
Friday, February 12, 2016
I am the messenger
Why is Ed's mother so harsh on him? She thinks his job service is a disgrace to the world and absolutely hates it. If only she could see him now for who he truly is and what kind of person he has become. Anyone could have gotten the card, but not everyone would have went to the addresses and actually helped the people there out. Ed's mother thinks that he is a disappointment and a no good person who drives a taxi around. He does drive a taxi but a lousy person does not help other people out so therefore Ed is not that. I completely disagree with his mother's opinion on him because he is not the person that she thinks he is. Ed is a loving and caring guy who just did the right thing for these poor people that need help. Also, he stood up to a robber in a bank with a gun. He got the robber caught and became a local hero. I bet if Ed's mother saw that she might change her mind, but for now she is wrong about him.
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Sacredness Of The Ordinary
Sunday, October 4, 2015
A Hero’s Cap
Ever since I was a little kid I
adored my grandfather. He was such an honorable person. He joined the military
and fought in the Vietnam War. He lived in Tuscon, Arizona after he retired
from the military and that’s where I saw him most of the time. After the war,
there was something wrong with him and we had to put him in a electric
wheelchair.
He was the nicest man you will ever
meet. He used to give me rides around on his wheelchair when I was too lazy to
walk somewhere. He was a funny guy too, always making fun of my dad in the
funniest of ways. Them too were pretty close and loved each other a lot. We
often visited Arizona because of this.
One normal day we had got a call from
the doctors in Arizona and said that my grandfather was in the hospital. We
hoped so much that it was minor, but a couple days later they said that he had
passed away. Now this was about three years ago, but I still remember it like it
was yesterday. This was a bad day for everyone especially my dad. I don’t think
that I have ever seen my dad cry, but that day he was in a lot of tears.
We went out to Arizona for the
funeral. This was probably the saddest I have ever seen my grandmother too.
Everyone there was sad because a great man had passed. When I had got to my grandmother’s house after the funeral
she said that she had needed to talk to me about something. She said that she
wanted to give me the hat that he would always wear around. At first, I said,”
no I can’t take that because I didn’t deserve something like that”. Then she
persuaded me into taking it because of the fact that I needed something to
remember him by.
Light Vs. Dark
In the book A Tale Of Two Cities, there are many ways
that are shown how light and dark express how hopeful or hopeless the
characters are. Like on page 30 When Dickens says,"He had put up a hand
between the light.", which is saying that Doctor Manette has been
imprisoned for so long that he has not seen the light for ages. He has
been in the darkness most of his life. On page 32 Dickens
states,"Darkness had fallen on him and in its place.". He was trying to
remember Miss Manette or Mr. Lorry and he had at first, but then he
realized that it was not coming back to him. He had thought it was
hopeless what they were trying to do. On page 35 Miss Manette is holding
her father keeping all of the surroundings around him blocked and just
her hair around him, the quote,"Her hair drooping over him curtained
him from the light," In the quote on page 36 Dickens infers,"The
darkness deepened and deepened, as they both lay quiet,until a light
gleamed through the chinks of the walls." Dickens is trying to say that
the darkness of the place they were in was being lightened by the
outside because they were about to escape and he would need to go out
into the light to do so. That is a sign of hope for both the Manettes
and Mr. Lorry because they are about to get him out. Hope and
Hopelessness is a common tone in describing light and dark in this book
of A Tale Of Two Cities.
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