... store--which was exactly three minutes from our house -- and would be back shortly. After so long Malachi began to cry and I held him and rocked him until my dad returned high. I remember climbing onto the counter to microwave my brother's milk, I remember sitting indian style on the counter to fry pancakes, I remember how normal doing grown up things and taking care of a toddler seemed normal ... on my dad's car with him. I hated knowing that the day I graduated my dad would not be there to look at me with pride and joy. I would feel empty when no one was there to scare the hell out of...

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... in the film and the book by small things such as running to meet him after work. They took everything that Atticus said as law, and tried very hard not to break his trust. "Atticus ain't ever whipped me since I can remember. I wanta keep it that way." Jem Finch, book, pg 62 ... . "Atticus so rarely asked Jem and me to do something for him, I could take being called a coward for him ... completely understand society's clear-cut rules of men do this, and women do that. She grows up considerably throughout the story, and learns to exercise more control over her temper, and to walk away fro...

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... , and you just feel like you're at home when you walk through those doors. You can't leave there without a smile on your face. I remember when the church service was about to end, and the deacons were walking down the aisles to welcome people to come up to the altar if they needed prayer or wanted to be baptized. I was eight years old and I felt that it ... would be a great thing to do at the time. So I decided to walk up to the altar and request for a prayer ... different. I could not decide if it would be for the better or worst. I was just so full of excitement to just see my baby br...

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... make sure my children are in bed and a light is left on, just in case. When I wake up in the morning, I'm even more vigilant as I walk down the hall to check my home once again before leaving for work. I bring this sense of caution with me wherever I go and in everything I do. The first thing I do ... was impaled through the skull with a piece of rebar and passed away instantly. After his passing my mother had a few male companions but the ones that I remember left the biggest scars. When my brother was seven, my sister was four and I was five my mom let a man come and live with us. Thi...

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... her). She also made pillows from some of the feathers. We lived there a year, then moved to another farm, still in the same community. The bible was read to us at night and Mr. Finch prayed very loud. I also remember he would get mad and cuss a blue streak when working in the fields. (Guess that's why ... couldn't say she left them ragged. Then she told him she was leaving him. I remember him crying and begging her to stay, but she had one of her nephews who was living in our big house then to come over with his truck and after dividing all the canned vegetables in half, she packed up ....

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... or had them hidden in a place where, like unpleasant memories, we store things from sight but never find the courage to completely discard them. Whatever the case, I can no longer remember the face of my father only the feeling that this photo induces: feelings of fear, sadness, and confusion as he ... as he would pick me up and kiss my checks calling me his "beautiful princess" as he lavished warmth and affection on me. I remember fondly as he would walk into the house and dance playfully with my mother and I would hear her laugh and watch her smile radiate and warm the room while I .....

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... large and flushed and he is flipping burgers on the grill with a neon green "Kiss the Chef" apron on. This is my family, I laugh to myself. Among the yard there must be about 70 people; the young kids are running crazily around the yard, the older kids have a game of touch ... . My heart skips a beat, I feel remorse for my brother, merely because ei know what it feels like to be in that situation. I look away, I can't take it. I walk over to the nearest table, it happens to be a food table. I realize I"m not the least bit hungry but all the food looks more appetizing than being ... in th...

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... memories that took place in that kitchen. My Grandma's house was the place that all of my cousins and my aunts came together. Trying to remember this great childhood room brings up both happy and sad moments in my families' history. The memories that were made in my Grandma's kitchen ... kitchen and conversations that were made in that kitchen were what brought my family so close together. I remember my Grandma's kitchen, more than any other room throughout my whole entire childhood. I remember sitting on the wooden chairs at the long wooden table. That table was a medium golden brown co...

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... boys her age, and even those who are much older. She puts on makeup in order to feel more beautiful. When she is away from home, she acts like a different person. For instance, her walk can be "languid enough to make anyone think that she [is] hearing music in her head," "her mouth ... Connie's beauty is isolated by the jealousy of the mother, and wanting attentions of Connie which makes her act more attractive outside the house in order to get attention from the opposite gender. Deductive Reasoning Connie becomes involved with serial killer, Arnold Friend, because her split personality ...

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... don't believe in Islamic religion. They attacked our town firing up the building, killing people, and destroying all of the properties necessary for human existence. They killed many people (I cannot remember the number I was a baby) and left us scattered all around the town among death and wounded people thinking that we will die because there was no one ... used by many people at once. After twenty days later in the wilderness life, the Red Cross agency came and rescued us taking some of the children who were unable to walk to a nearby neighboring country in the east of Sudan, called ...

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... hit by a car when he was 12 and was in a coma for 10 days. He flat lined twice, the doctors gave him only 12 hours to live, and he if he lived he was expected to never walk again. My dad proved everyone wrong when he was released from the hospital two months later as he walked out on his own. My grandma ... story of when dad got hit by the car and how much of a fighter he was. He kept a positive attitude and not being able to ever walk again was not an option for dad. Three days after being released from the hospital, dad went to a fair where a roman candle hit him in the back of the ne...

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... you, but there's something about Midwest sunsets and the sweet tune of your grandma humming George Jones as she dozes off to sleep holding the hand of your grandpa as he sits there and savors every moment. That's a snapshot I want to remember forever. It was an early morning when I woke up that day. Saturday morning cartoons, and the smell of bacon and eggs ... should go for a walk now so that way you won't melt into a pool of granny goop!" I replied with my biggest smile. Grandma looked over at Grandpa trying to get him to help her, but he didn't say a word. I always had him wrapp...

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... her religion but soon after he just let it go and learned to accept it. My mom's dad died at 52 because he was an alcoholic and never lived to see my mom's wedding, and my uncle didn't want to walk her down either so my dad's brother or father (I can't remember) had to walk her down the aisle which was very sad. Soon after my mom ... 's mother died of Lung Cancer (I remember it like it was yesterday) it was very upsetting. Even though ... we live far away from our family, we still make time to visit or talk to them every once in awhile which I love. My uncle ... ...

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... Lucas was a year younger than I was. The three of us attended White House Elementary. Ricky was in Third grade, I was in Kindergarten, and Lucas was in Pre-K. Everyday we would walk to and from school. After arriving home, we would start our usual routine, which included chores. As we walked through the gate our six overly, aggressive and massively large Doberman Pinchers ... them that Lucas had his finger bitten off by Mr. Hoppy." I rushed inside into the kitchen and dialed the number. Impatiently, I waited for someone to answer. I can remember the only thing running through my mind wa...

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... their biological fathers." Fathers are a strong link needed in a child's life. Unfortunately in today's society they are they are a dieing breed. I can remember things my father taught me as a child. Things you don't learn in a classroom or read in a book. My father taught me values, self-confidence ... up in a two parent home. Don't get me wrong there are several successful women who go through great lengths, such as artificial insemination or invitro-fertilization, to bare a child with out a man. However poor or under privileged are not the only fatherless children who will suffer. Even...

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... of my memories of the beach. I was a big fat baby which delayed my ability to walk until after my first birthday. My robust physique (fat) gave me the upper body strength to whack a ball with a paddle. Soon after being able to walk I was recognized as being the youngest paddleball player in the history of Brighton Beach Baths. ... play in the early less humid hours at the beach. My mother would try to develop my fine and gross motor skills by encouraging me to walk barefoot on the beach in the cool April sand. She reports that she often had to run into the ocean after me as I gravitated t...

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... at keeping house, growing beautiful flowers in the yard, and keeping my sister Pam and I while our parents worked. Pam and I were not old enough to go to school yet so our time with Granny was valuable as well as memorable. Granddaddy worked at a factory in town that made car parts, but he was home ... as fresh as they ever were. Granny was an amazing woman and I always thought she could do anything. There was nothing she couldn't cook and I can remember as I got older how it seemed as if she could take something from nothing and make the best meal. When Pam and I were young, Granddaddy...

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... sea. But your family? Even if you fine them weird and embarrassing, clingy and corny, boring and depressing, you"re stuck with them. When it comes to relatives, sometimes it can seem like everyone else has lucked into a better a better deal than you. If you've got a ton of brothers and sisters ... Dad living under the same roof with two kids isn't unheard of, but it's not exactly common either, so you can't look for that formula to define family anymore. Your family members are the people that love you and look out for you-period. But although family represents some really incredible thi...

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... made it so memorable? The people you were with? The sounds? The surroundings? How about the food? Has food ever made you closer to someone or given you the chance to relate to someone? If you think about it many people use food as a mediator. It is all around us and is not only used for ... would arrive, and when it finally did my taste buds started salivating. Now as we sat there we all imagined the taste of it and couldn't wait to experience what was in front of us. It was absolutely breathtaking. Chicken Parmesan, Lasagna, Spaghetti and Meatballs, anything we wanted was right in front...

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... the surprises and to solve the problems in the way which makes us feel happier. All of us, common or special, have some sort of inspiration and encouragement in our lives. Many personalities walk in and out of our lives every day but only a few make a lasting impact on us. We can ... eight years old. She fought for us on all the fronts all alone. She seriously took the responsibility of raising her sons seriously and worked diligently to instill values. My mother actually is a common woman but in her small appearance lays an extraordinary perseverance, a very kindly heart, fortitude, a...

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... about twice a year, but she would decline in a rudely manner, yelling," Don't you touch a thing, you"ll just screw everything up!" Relieved with her answer, I would walk away ignoring her insultations. I was looking forward only to the long awaited car ride home. I had a dominant distaste for my grandmother. Throughout my life I have received no love from that woman. She has never given ... for the fact that my mom married my father. As a child, I did not notice the negative actions that grownups had on other people until I was old enough to understand them. When I was six years old, I ...

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... saying a prayer. This was something that I had to remember and adjust to doing. They also served and cooked their food different then I was used to. It was difficult for me because one of my duties was to cook dinner every other day. The cooking I am accustomed to is Italian which is something they were not at all accustomed to. I liked to use olive oil and different spices. They ... would scream and cry when she was with me and would want to go to them. The boys were a lot of fun, but they seemed to know how to take advantage of me. Once their parents were gone they would act up, they ...

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... It was such a weird feeling in me as usual. Lonely. All memories seems flashing in me. It has been four years since I came to America for studying to make my dream come true : to become a nurse. Ring.... I got a phone call from my cousin. I had a bad feeling because she had never called me after middle ... comes around. I did not trust her belief about heaven and hell so every time she was about to tell the stories, I walked away and pretended that I was not listening. I could not believe that she could remember each word in the prayerbook. My mother told me that before dying, she intone...

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... influence my life .I often hear many of her comments in my mind, especially when I need to make a difficult decision and I can feel her spirit hovering above me in times of despair. I can remember sitting in her small apartment on a beautiful sunny day, waiting for her to get ready to go out. I can see her tall, slim silhouette against the window, her lovely, symmetrical face ... and the entire household. When Barbara died after, long battle with cancer, Grandma Stefcia was the one to comfort everyone, especially my (then 13, year old) aunt. She was totally devoted to her family, and of...

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... I don't have to go to SACC today and we were going to be walking home. I just wanted to drop off my rollerblades in the SACC room because it was really tiring trying to carry them to school and I knew that I would have to do it all over again the next day. It was a quiet walk home that day. ... The silence was something I had never experienced before. There was something about the smell in the air and its eerie calmness. That's something that will never leave my memory. It was a feeling that I had never felt before, when you can feel it in the air, sense what is about to happen isn't goi...

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