The journey to the camps have been brutal. It all started on a cold and very snowy day. I remember the day clearly because the sky seemed be a little darker than normal. It was like I was walking through a dark gloomy cave with no flashlight or a sense of how to get out. I was almost home to my two children when I had the feeling I was being followed. I turned around and as fast as a cheetah running through the valley I was kidnapped by the T-2’s. The last thing I remember was my kids screaming bloody murder and the dark sky looking down at me. The camps are everything I imagined and more, but in the worst way. When I got to the camp it was the coldest it had been all year. The T-2’s treated us like animals. No human being should be treated
The use of just laws was first abided by Dr. King in his “Letter From Birmingham Jail.” In this letter, he mentions the necessity of just laws in society and how individuals are morally obliged to follow them. He also makes a clear distinction between “just” and “unjust” laws, further advocating his beliefs. Dr. King defines the two different laws in his interpretation of what they actually mean in society. A just law is a human-made code that squares with the moral law or the law of God. In other words, a law that can uplift the personality of an individual is a law that is just. Also, citizens also have their moral responsibility in a constitutional democratic society to obey and abide by the laws of the country. In comparison to just
I know that when I woke up I could smell the blood and rotting bodies in the air. The camp was quiet there was no one there. The camp was in a secluded wooded area and I could tell it had just rained. I looked in all of the women’s barracks to see if their was anyone still alive. At the look of each barrack with all the women and children lying their dead my heart sank deeper. I couldn’t wrap my head around how there was around a hundred thousand people staying there and I was the only known survivor. Before the war they all had families and jobs and now they lay here at my feet dead. I couldn’t bear to see the looks of anguish of the faces so I stopped looking. There was no food anywhere and I was exhausted. The soldiers thought everyone here was dead so they weren’t coming back so I had to find a way to escape. I started to walk into the woods. I ate some of the plants and berries along the way and tried to kill some smaller animals for meat. I finally made it out of the woods into a farmer's fields. Luckily, the farmer was Jewish and let me stay in his barn. He and his wife snuck food out to me as much as they could. Once I had regained my strength I left them, I was causing them more trouble than I was worth. I was sixteen years of age and ninety-three pounds. My shot wounds were starting to heal and I was starting to mentally recover. They told me the safest place to go was Israel. I took off with a sack of food a pair of shoes and two sets of clothes and the prayers from those two
When the lanes start to wear down players must start making adjustments. These types of players have found success in switching to a less reactive ball while playing the same line. The strongest types of ball motions are often rolled very deep in the lane even though the pattern allows for many different entry angles. Bowlers have often found that different lane surfaces affect the ball motion, making some shots harder than others. Another pattern, referred to as the Cheetah pattern, one of the shortest, lies at only about thirty-five feet down the lane. The name implies that players should use faster ball speeds to create straighter angles on the lane. On the PBA tour, this pattern is one of the higher scoring patterns but is tougher for non-professionals
“In DNA, Clues to the Cheetah’s Speed and Hurdles,” by Barbara S. Moffet is an article published in the New York Times Science. This article fascinated me when I first read it because the topic not only perfectly aligned with what we have covered in class so far, but the story is the epitome of the power of genetics, genomic diversity, mutations, and natural selection playing in the ecosystem.
Sweat beads dripping down my forehead, loud thuds in my head and a dark, dark quiet room. I kicked the blanket off of me, it almost felt like I was lifting a heavy weight off my shoulder and throwing the burden out the window. I spun my feet around and got up quickly, the world spun with me as if I was being sucked into an inevitable vivid hole like in Alice in Wonderland. I could feel the adrenaline rush. My heart was beating irregularly and I had a blurred vision. I managed to balance my feet on the cold, hard wooden floor. I felt a shiver scamper down my spine. I started fumbling for my calendar. Same day today, 10 years ago, 20th of September 1944, I was arrested by the Gestapo and deported to the Westerbork transit concentration camp and
“We’ll be fine honey… don't give up we'll see eachother again I promise”, my mother said as they pulled us apart into different rooms. Her voice was shaken, we had been been sent to Auschwitz and during the trip here she cried and pleaded the entire time. As if they would suddenly have sympathy for us… during our entire time here there was not one commander that at least seemed to have any sympathy or remorse for us… they actually seemed to be enjoying our suffering. My mother was gone now and I, along with a few other dozen of us were escorted to another room. We had just been examined by the doctors and the people who I was with were mainly young girls. Many with their mothers… they all looked at me as if I was some lost puppy. I could
A man well known for his military skills during WWI and WWII, George Patton Jr. was a significant leader let alone a great general. Born in 1885, Patton had a drive to be part of the military. The help of that dream was his father telling him all these war stories his ancestors went through (Zeno, 2015). He went through military school in Virginia before he decided to graduate from West Point for his military career in 1909 (Pettinger, 2010).
A cheetah can run up to 112 to 120 km/h (70 to 75 mph) in short bursts covering distances up to 500 m (1,600 ft). Also they can reach from 0 to 62 mph in three seconds. The closest thing to the cheetahs family is the puma. This cat is known for its speed and the way it run and reaches its speed in such a short time. The tail of the cheetah help it when it run because while it runs if it has to turn really fast because if its prey the tail balance it out, thats not the only thing that keep the cat from falling onto the ground while it runs the cheetah has nails that are like claws and it runs on the tips of it toes which helps with the turning it sticks his or her nails into the ground for grip. The cheetah is a lot alike
(After the holocaust) I sat down with a woman and a child to retell the horrors of my past, I am Erika, a Jewish survivor of the holocaust. I don’t recall much of my infant years, but some very vivid memories. My story takes place during the holocaust. I’ve only wished for the family I never knew; my family experienced the holocaust firsthand. My parents and other Jews had been rounded up and sent to fenced off ghettos, with the word, verboten plastered all over the walls. Later, we were forced to board a train, my parents must have been eager to leave their famished and filthy lives. They must have been told they were going to a better place, a place where they would have food and work, but they hadn’t heard the rumors of the death camps.
- The knight, one's was loyal, could escape from the death penalty by the King's magnanimous gesture.
The cheetah is known for its quick speed and acceleration; a common belief being that it has a top speed of 75 miles an hour. This is a bit over inflated as the highest speed recorded and reported by an empirical article was 64 miles per hour (Sharp, 1997). The cheetah uses its partially retractable claws to dig into the ground to help achieve this speed (Krausman & Morales, 2005). However, Wilson et al. (2013) have shown that the average top speed during a hunt is much slower than this. The authors show that the average top speed during a hunt is 33 miles per hour, and success is determined much more by deceleration rate than top speed. This has to do with how the cheetah kills its prey. It catches up to its prey to knock it down and then bites the prey’s throat to strangle it (Krausman & Morales, 2005). The cheetah needs to be able to quickly stop and turn around to its fallen prey to finish the job. While a cheetah’s top speed may vary greatly from hunt to hunt, it cannot keep up these high speeds for very long. A cheetah can run flat out for up to 1,600 feet (Schaller, 1972).
What animal do you know can compete with a sports car in a race? Take a wild guess. Cheetahs! Cheetahs are the best because they’re the fastest land animal. Also, they are fascinating felions and have many special features like no other animal. The cheetah is primarily found in Africa (D’Silva). They are made for speed. “Built more like greyhounds than typical cats, cheetahs are adapted for brief but intense bursts of speed (Smithsonian). In Africa, everyone head to the lion’s cage expecting to see the lions because they are the king of Africa as the movie, “The Lion King” describes. However, because cheetahs are the fastest land animals, lions can not compete with it, and cheetahs have many features that any
we continued to go through the forest the next concentration camp is in about 14 miles we will make it there by this afternoon. It was five a.m and we were ready to go. Me and Caleb lost our parent when the nazis invaded our town Mya grew up with us and her parents were taken too now we invade nazi camps save the people and hope to find our parents.
Just as there are different types of people who look at one glass of water and describe it as half full or half empty, the public has many different views on the future of our society. Gene therapy is also a glass that can be viewed in different angles – different perspectives. Some say it has great potential to shape the ideals of our future, while others believe it signifies intolerance for disabilities, imperfections that supposedly deplete from a person’s interests, opportunities and welfare (quoted by Peter Singer, xviii). This global issue has brought people with different opinions in the open, arguing their views using history,
all the while I do this we are already on to the last stretch of the tour. We are in a dark room and you could hear the breaths of the members of the group. It makes me feel uncomfortable but we soon make our way into a room full of light. Their is a man their standing about 6”0ft also fair skinned with a sort of spike hair cut giving out cards. As I go through the line he hands me card with a little boys face on it. The picture on the card is black and white with the name Peter lined up above the little boys face. I am confused at first but then I realize that this is the face of a boy who was in an internment camp. After everyone gets this card we are taken through the stages of when they are bought into the camp from when they are executed or escape. I first start in a room where if you are between the ages of 14-40 you are to go into the interment camps and work until death. The other room was for women with babies and the elderly. They were to be executed immediately. I go through a door with myself and my seventeen year old sister and wave goodbye to my mother and little sister. I think to myself I can’t believe that this is what they had to go through. After walking through the short hallway that led us to our “fait” we all end up in the same room. It took people including my self a while to realize that we are in a gas chamber. We all sit down on a bench a thin layer of sand lay