Personal Narrative: My Angle Tattoo

When his father got back he was very proud but was not the man he used to be. He’d become an alcoholic and

Because the father was so involved with himself, he did not make the time or put the effort to develop a proper relationship with his son.

The book I read to better understand and gain sympathy for returning citizens is Tattoos on the Heart: The Power of Boundless Compassion (ISBN 978-1439153154) by Father Gregory Boyle, S.J. $14 can afford this 240-page autobiography about a Jesuit priest serving one of the most troubled neighborhoods in the most unique way.

who is part of a tribe called Dinka. He was like any other kid who was happy and went to school.

Either he didn’t hear me or he didn’t feel like answering, cause he just kept on walking and climbed into a car with one of his friends. I huffed and leaned against the car, feeling the hot metal warm my backside. I wished Mother would come on, but apparently she needed extra prayers

The first and second red scared really instilled the fear of communism. And Joseph McCarthy has something to do with it. Joseph McCarthy is infamously known for making unsupported accusations against people as far as saying they’re communists; his false accusations started what soon became one of America’s largest periods of mass hysteria.

That made him change a lot because he didn't feel wanted in the society. Why didn't he just man up and talk about the problems face to face with his dad? He wasn't that type of person. He didn't feel wanted from family and society that is why he ran away and didn't care if anyone missed him since he would've thought that it was fake love all along like from his father.

He was used to live in his brother’s shadow, but when the boat accident happened to them, he was the only one to survive. As he was always indentifying himself the less important one, he considered it was wrong that he was the one who would still have a life. As a result of nervous breakdown, he tried to kill himself with cutting his wrists in the bathroom, fortunately his father found out and save him. Then he went to the psychiatric for four months. When he comes back, there are still issues he needs to deal with.

had to raise his two brothers because their father wasn’t able to care for them after he became an alcoholic because of the passing of his wife.

`Beat me!' he heard her cry. `Throw me down and beat me you dirty little coward!' A moment later she rushed out into the dusk waving her hands and shouting; before he could move from his door the business was over. The `death car' as the newspapers called it, didn't stop; it came out of the gathering darkness, wavered tragically for a moment and then

Eventually, he had introduced you to a new world and with it, new life-long friends. He was a bit sad to part with you, but he said that exploration would help you grow. So you said your farewells and promised to stay in touch. You always made sure to uphold that vow by visiting him every now and again.

‘The tattoo’ is a novel which was written by Chris McKinney about a young adult named Ken ‘Kenji’ Hideyoshi who was sent to the Halawa Correctional Institute. Inside he tells his personal struggle of living life as a Japanese male brought up in Hawai’i, being exposed to poverty, colonialism, violence, urban gangs, and drugs. In this essay, I will argue that one can learn criminal and violent behaviour by those who they hold close interpersonal relationships with, for example, family and friends. In saying that, I will be using the social learning theory looking in particular at Edwin Sutherland and his notion of differential association and Akers concept of differential reinforcement to explore the relationship between Ken Hideyoshi and Koa Puana.

sat him on the ground and left Esme couldn’t handle a baby being left so she took Aaron in and treated

basically his whole life taken away from him, he was all alone except for his

Then I texted hIm hI. After I texted hIm that he saId hI what are you doIng. I saId nothIng just thInkIng about some thIngs even though In my head I was explodIng and I was cryIng in depressIon I was rIght In the mIddle of gettIng ready to go to bed. That nIght I couldn’t sleep I couldn’t even move I was just done.