Summary Of Jake's Short Story: The Vietnam War

He quickly dressed, grabbed his sword, and ran outside ready for action. Then he finally heard what people were shouting about. The British captured his family. He immediately rushed to the general’s tent, burst in it, hollering, “We must save them!” He saw with shock that the general’s pistol was on him. “Oh, it’s you,” said the general setting down his gun. “Now what’s all this about saving who and doing what?” he said. “My wife! And children!” Matthew gasped trying to catch his breath. “Why? What has happened?” the general inquired. “The redcoats have taken my family captive and I need permission to lead a rescue mission,” stated Major Matthew. “Granted!” barked the general, “Matthew! Get them home.” Matthew smiled and sprinted out of the tent calling to his men to prepare for battle and on the double. Five minutes later his men were in a diamond formation awaiting orders. “Innocent people’s lives are at stake,” roared Matthew, ”As a matter of fact my family’s lives are stake and they are being held hostage by the vile lobster-backs. I would ask you to follow me to save them and I would be forever in any man’s debt if he comes and fights for me. Who is with me!” he shouted. Matthew was surprised that not only all of his men cheered, but that 300 more voices around him also bellowed out. Recovering from his shock he said, “ We

When Jeff returned, the army broke camp and started the long march to Springfield, Missouri. The sergeant was Millholland, who Jeff liked much more than Clardy. The next evening they camped 25 miles away from Springfield. When Jeff shot his gun to clean it, he got arrested and was taken before Clardy. As his punishment, he got all-night sentry duty. The battle was going to be at Wilson's Creek, Missouri. The north planed to attack the rebels at dawn and by surprise. They failed to surprise the rebels, lost hundreds of men and the battle. The day after the battle, Jeff had to report for ambulance duty. The field hospital was 2 large gray tents thrown together in a clump of trees. When Jeff was scanning the field of people, he saw lots of dangerously injured people, none of them looked happy

“You have killed my two brothers, and now I’ve got you.” (Watkins and Inge 134) Samuel Watkins, a Rebel soldier in the Civil War, heard these words from a Yankee soldier right after he shot two others dead. Watkins heard a bang, felt the gun shoot, and saw his great friend, William A. Hughes, another Rebel soldier, grab the gun and take the bullet in his stead. Watkins watched as his dying friend was taken off of the battlefield by infirmary corps, never to be seen again. (Watkins and Inge 133-4) This heart-wrenching scene is just one example of Sam Watkins’ experience as a Rebel soldier in the Civil War. He was influenced by many instances such as this, however the three aspects of the war that had the greatest impact on him were his comrades, the battles he participated in, and the horrific injuries and deaths he witnessed.

Henry and the other soldiers have been walking for a couple days. They are walking several miles a day. They are all exhausted; the soldiers feel it is pointless to keep walking everyday. They are starting to think they are never going to even see a war. One morning, Henry is woke up by Jim and other soldiers running around. He begins to panic. They all gather their stuff and head out.

In the chapter “How to tell a true war story” the author Tim O’Brien explains why war stories are complicated to tell and why they are so important to understand what the men actually went through. In order to make his point O’Brien uses the example of how a fellow soldier died and what occurred when the soldiers best friend and fellow soldier wrote to the dead man’s sister. O’Brien explains how each of the men experienced the death of the friend and how each point of view creates a blurred line between what happened and what felt like it happened. The story wraps up by describing the pain the soldier’s friend goes through and how he brutally takes it out on a young buffalo.

The Revolutionary War of 1775 was a brutal war between the British and the colonies. During this time many college students left their studies to go and fight, one fictional example of this is Sam Meeker. In Collier and Collier's book My Brother Sam Is Dead Sam Meeker is a college dropout who goes to fight for the war. The narrator of this book, Tim Meeker, is Sam's little brother. While Sam is away at war Tim's life changes with death and the reality of what war is like. Throughout the book we slowly start to understand how our authors feel about war and all the death.Including the differentiation thoughts between young and older people, the heroic ideals vs the brutal reality and how war tears families apart . In Collier and Collier’s book My Brother Sam Is Dead we know that the authors are against was.

In this book, Tim O’brien reveals all his experiences in detail about the war; as well as stories about his fellow soldiers, and makes a true, but over the top about them. He explains how he feels through stories that are difficult to clearly identify as “true.” This book has a lot of themes, death and violence is one of the major themes.

“...screaming it: ‘Make it all stop now!’ Death was everywhere, nowhere. Bullets flew past him with evil little snaps and snickers as they cut the air. Next to him Massey’s head suddenly left his body and disappeared, taken by a cannon round that then went through an officer's horse, end to end, before plowing to into the ground.”(Soldier’s Heart, Pg: 21) Charley never in a million years thought of war like this. Charley prays a lot while he as at war. “I am not suppose to see this, God. No person is suppose to see this. How can you let this happen?”(Soldier’s Heart, Pg:25) Due to all the things Charley sees, he vomits until there is absolutely nothing left in him. Charley takes care of himself at camp and by doing so he does not get ill. Charley feels very alone towards the end of the middle, this is when everything

The short, muscular man sneered above her, sweat pouring down his forehead. Using his left arm, the soldier had been pinning her arms onto her back, his grip on Tokyo's neck tightened and she gasped, her eyes widening. It was an achievement in itself that she had made it at least half a k away from the prisoners camp. Tokyo was choking on the reddish brown dirt, her legs covered in deep cuts and bruises. He began kicking her brutishly in the ribs again, and soon she was coughing out blood. She broke free from his grip and grabbed his left arm that had been choking her and began to bite and claw at it. He howled but before he could do anything, Tokyo staggered up and stabbed weakly at his face. A jab in the soldier's right eye was enough for

It was about a month later and John found a new girl named Lilly and he new she was the girl of his dreams. Lilly had dark brown hair and brown eyes, she was a little smaller then him and she was great at soccer, when she was little. John couldn't forget about the planes and the twin towers, so he took matters into his own hands and joined the navy. Months later he finished his training, he was in the best shape of his life and he knew it. He was a sniper and could not what ever he wanted to. John was deployed for the first time in Iraq when he got there his mouthed dropped. He never new it was this bad. Him and his spotter got set up. Men with ak-47's came out of the house trying to shoot the jeep he picked 7 off but 2 got away from him. It was his first time killing a man. He threw up wants he got a deep breath. Weeks had gone by and he had gotten up to 30 kills a day, he became known as the best sniper. Boom!!! He saw one of his men fall. His brains and blood splattered up on the wall, all the men quickly dove down and took cover. All the men excaped that day and lucky for them it was the last day there. When he got home Lilly was waiting about in tears of joy. She was so happy to see him. She was holding little Owen, that's the name they came up with. John was home but He wasn't the same. Lilly didn't know what he was thinking, he was always really

War does not only destroy countries, they destroy the minds and bodies of soldiers as well. War can be a terrifying experience that can affect everyone. Soldiers are leaving their families, with the chance of not coming back, friends are turning against each other and innocent human beings are getting killed. Soldiers came back from war in a dehumanized state because of what they have witnessed and gone through. Liam O’ Flaherty, author of, “The Sniper,” chose to have an Irish sniper up against another sniper with the same skills, they fought throughout the night in a rather dangerous setting, causing them to be at risk of death or at the risk of losing their minds. In the short story, “The Sniper,” the author reveals the devastating consequences of war through the physical and psychological effects that the soldier suffers.

“Dad told me not to judge combat veterans. Until I experienced combat, I couldn’t understand the emotions that come from battle.”

As the Jimmy sat in his nervous sweat he waited for the jury to determine his fate. As the man rose to declare their collective decision Jim could tell by the empathy in his eyes that he was found to be guilty and with this conclusion he would have to go to a boot camp for repeat offenders of to a prison. Now that his destiny has been set he knew he had to make a decision, a full two years in prison or six months in a labor intensive army. Not knowing of the massive amount of work that is required at a juvenile camp he chose the sentence with what appeared to be the smaller sentence. On the way to his new home for the next half of a year he was confused with how they were being treated more like normal people than a convict. Once arrived

End of 1960 was coming and the United States was in another war, this time in Vietnam. It was a warm spring afternoon, the sun was bright and the land a bright dark green color. Vincent just arrived home, he saw his mother Aurey sitting alone in the family room, she was a tall woman with dark brown hair soft as silk. As Vincent entered he noticed his mother with a concern look on her face. "Is something wrong?" He asked walking towards her. She looked at him with a smile, "Nothing dear, How was school?" Vincent sat down to rest as his mother and him talked about their day. As they talked they heard the front door open, they both looked over to see Michael, Vincent's father. He came in with a similar expression Aurey had earlier. As he walked

Adam dashed through the forest, dodging branches and thorns as some of them brushed his clothes and tore at his flesh. He didn't care, he could heal cuts, you can't heal a corpse, however, and so he just kept on running. His legs hurt like they had a fire in them, burning him from the inside out, but he couldn't feel it as the drumming in his head and the pounding of a chase was all he could hear. He leaped over a fallen tree, careful of the precious bundle in his arms. He could hear the shouts and gunfire of the pistols close behind. He knew it was life or death. A bullet soared by grazing his shoulder. He clenched in agony, but could not stop. Everything was a blur, he came up to the edge of the light, seeing his death behind him and their short lived lives in their minds. He took one last look at her beautiful face, and jumped into the gorge, praying for them to have a quick death.