Josephine Baker's Monologue Essays

Today, Herr Dippel complimented my English. He told me I am much improved from three years ago. This makes me happy. Herr Dippel has taught me many things but English he

Jarvis was quickly interrupted by the commander asking, “Wait, what’s the Cuse area?” Jarvis paused to pick at his mashed potatoes with his fork before beginning again. “I’m from Syracuse. The Cuse is just what we locals call it. Well, at least that’s what we used to call it. Now, I’m not too sure what it might be. But I suppose the place really couldn’t have gotten much worse.”

Brittanie left for Sam Houston today, and I couldn't be more excited and proud of her, as she opens up a new chapter in her life. I wouldn't trade having lunch dates at La Madeline, struggling with chemistry, or having our 10 seconds of fame on the big screen at an Astros game for anything else. I'll see you soon,

The thunder clapped against the sky, sounding like thousands of galloping horses. There was no sign of human life except for the truck and luxury horse trailer that zoomed by. Hard rain hit the trailer, making loud thuds against it's rusted metal. A young teenager with brown curly hair, freckles, and blue eyes sat in the back seat of the red truck. The girl glanced at the camper/trailer behind them and sighed.

Within a short time, Carrie remarried and had several more children (“Josephine Baker - Children, Death & Facts”). To support her growing family, Josephine began cleaning houses and babysitting for wealthy white families at the age of eight. A few years later, she returned to school to pursue an education, before running away from home at thirteen and finding work as a waitress. While working there “she married a man named Willie Wells, from whom she divorced only weeks later” (“Josephine Baker - Children, Death & Facts”). Her challenging upbringing, marked by poverty, abandonment, and early responsibilities, shaped Josephine Baker into the resilient and determined woman she became.

At SMBGC, I interact with children of different ages, ethnicities and socio-economic backgrounds. I observe an unfamiliar environment that I am not used to, which is children of different ethnicities (especially African-American children) and socio-economic statuses. This experience made me realize that the community I live in is mostly a small group of people who are mostly Turkish and female. Working with children at this site offered me an opportunity to engage with people that I usually do not encounter in my daily life.

Early that morning, newly hired park ranger, Jennifer Flores, stuffed a banana into the blender and mixed up a high energy chocolate drink. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her face was clean and free of makeup. She was dressed in a black jogging outfit that hugged her body tightly and showed off her shape. She poured her drink into a glass and guzzled it down like she was in a beer chugging contest with her sorority sisters.

Josephine Baker was born Freda Josephine MacDonald in St. Louis, Missouri to her unwed parents: Carrie McDonald and Eddie Carson. Her father soon left the family and Josephine had to help her mother support herself and her three younger half-siblings. At age eight, she got a job working as a maid for a white family (Robinson). At age 12, she had dropped out of school to work. By age 14, she had moved out, been married, and separated from her first husband. She would later go onto marry and divorce three more men. Never was she financially dependent on any man, including her husbands.

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Ella Fitzgerald faced a sundry difficulties before her days as pioneering singer. Her father disappeared shortly after Ella was born, and her mother quickly moved on to another man. Subsequently, the three of them moved to New York, where Ella began going to school in 1923. Her family, town, and school all fell significantly below the poverty line. When Ella was fifteen, her mother, Tempie, passed away. She stayed living with her stepfather for a short while after her mother’s death, but he began mistreating her. An aunt of hers took Ella in, but Ella eventually ran away with no money, but big dreams. (Nicholson 4-11).

Everybody and all that I have adored I have lost. How unfortunate. My father and mother, Belle Reve, and now Mitch. While it isn't last I comprehend what will happen, for I have no fortunes with regards to love. To start with my poor, dear, youthful spouse. Why, goodness why, did his passing need to happen? On the off chance have he not kicked the bucket, I would not need to confront this cold blooded and revolting world alone. The main way I know how to survive is to, well, lie. In any case, how am I to keep this up when I know I have been exploited?

I was a productive woman, and I wanted people to see it in me. I wanted them to see it in the way I walked. I wanted them to see it in the way I talked. I wanted them to see it in the way I worked late every night to make my patients, and the world, a healthier, better place. Most importantly, though, my productivity was expressed in the way that I raised my boy. I wanted Eugene to be as perfect as I was, and I worked my hardest to keep all distractions from him. Still, he always managed to slide his face into the pages of his books every chance he got. I didn’t see the point in it. He had the top marks out of everyone in his class, so what was the point in reading books that didn’t improve his grades? I didn’t

In my perspective, the monologue let the reader known what is the root of Amy’s ‘issues’ to say the least. She has been pretending someone she is not for far too long and now Amy is tired of playing such role. Another thing, is that even though, Amy pretended to be the ideal woman for Nick, he stills cheats on Amy with one of his younger, more attractive, and cooler student. It is apparent that assuming such a role in Amy’s case got her nowhere and falsely made her believe that she had control over the Nick since she thought she can make him do she wanted; however, she was powerless. Furthermore, the only thing Amy might have got is Nick’s attention, but by nature, a Cool girl is not design to make any decision on her own or offer a different

I came to the United States as an international student on a student visa. Working with various student organizations as the president of Nicholls International Community, I have become more comfortable with working with those of all races. After graduation, I worked professionally for four years where I met people from all walks of life. During this times, I learned advanced techniques of performing whole genome and exome sequencing, trained other employees, coordinated projects and managed meetings. Additionally, I learned to manage work conflicts and become a strong leader through proper communication. These experiences have taught me to never stop working hard. Experiencing being part of the community in Nepal to New Orleans and to New York City has really broadened my view on the world. I will be able to share these experience and skills with the diverse student body of

"Mrs. Henshaw, no matter what you may have read, Chris and I are dating, nothing more," Mary Alice said.