The process of completing my memoir has been difficult, but fulfilling at the same time. It was difficult to figure out what topics I wanted to write about. I really wanted to dig deep into myself and write about topics that would change me. The prompts given to me about writing about your pet or funniest moment weren’t very appealing to me. I wanted to write about something that was difficult to write about, but would help me at the same time. Some of the topics I choose were a challenge because
Life after Death I remember the day just like it was yesterday, the pale color and coldness of her skin. The sky was clear blue, soft, with a touch of red, and the trees seemed stiff in their bright green shade. The wind was blowing with its humid dry air. And All I could do was stand silently in disbelief, caught up in my own thoughts and calm as I ever been. Wondering what I could have done differently to change the course of time, life had taken us upon. Since that very day a chunk of my heart
“Hello, Can I help You?” is a touching story. It did not only motivate me more to become an Occupational Therapist but it made me look forward to the future where I can help people feel better, happier, and more fulfilled of their lives. I have always been fascinated by the works of Occupational Therapists. Seeing them in the milieu where I work helps me stay on track and have more sense of direction in life. Meeting patients at work just like Jacqueline Goldberg opens multiple opportunities for
America is often called the melting pot of cultures, welcoming various cultures and traditions, but the real gem that holds this title is located in the Pacific ocean. This place is called Hawaii and it is a place I am so proud to be from. The culturally diverse atmosphere of Hawaii has grown deep into my bones to become a part of what I am and what inspires me. From the rich languages that drift through this land to the many laughs and the smell of many mouthwatering foods that is carried through
children continuously lived with the reminder that they are less than the predominate race; they are savages that must be converted to “White Canadian standards.” In the memoir Broken Circle by Theodore Fontaine, the author is removed from his family at the age of seven and taken to an Indian Residential School. Through his memoir, Fontaine reveals the truth about residential schools and discusses his journey towards redemption. Fontaine also motivates
misery. They continuously lived with the reminder that they are less than the predominate race; they are savages that must be converted to “white Canadian standards.” In the memoir Broken Circle by Theodore Fontaine, the author loses his family at the age of seven and is taken to an Indian residential school. Through his memoir, he reveals the truth about residential
The Memoir Craze edited by Lee Gutkind, and Hattie Fletcher. The main point of this article is that now readers are not only interested in memoirs from important public figures, or movies stars, but they also want to read true life stories about ordinary people that are not famous. Also, the article asserts that many people were not famous until they wrote their own memoirs. The article criticizes the critics by saying they are missing the reasons these pieces are so important, and popular with readers
to prepare this book Buck: A Memoir because he sharing a excerpt out of his life with the world. In the book Asante shares influential moments about growing up in Philadelphia that has a major influence on his future decision making process. This specific time frame Asante shares highlights moments that lead to a turning point in his life. Asante realistically weigh his options and makes decisions that positively impact him long term for positive gain. Asante memoir stands out because he tells his
I have loved baseball for years, but by the time I was a freshman at Laurel High School, I had precious little experience. The chances of me playing baseball in most high schools were slim, but this was Laurel. America’s favorite pastime was treated there as a vestige of years long forgotten. The athletic director ignored us, the students didn’t support us, and the school funded us just enough to say that they had a baseball program. Tucked away in a forgotten corner of the campus in the gloomy shadows
As a young girl, I was introduced to soccer by my father. I think I was about eight at the time when I first played on a recreational team, and I remember that I had always wanted to play goalkeeper. In soccer, the goalkeeper is the last defensive player, but is also the first offensive player once the play turns. The idea of playing such an important position thrilled me, and it didn’t hurt that the goalkeeper gets the opportunity to use their hands as well as punt the ball across the field. From