That Day Jessie Died

She couldn’t talk since her birth so she was considered that she shouldn’t need to go to school to learn something. Her heart broke down several times while her siblings were sending to the school and she had been captivated in the home because of her disability. No one thought about what was in her mind, what she wanted to do? What was her willingness to do? Her family was busy for working in order to survive their family, and taking care her rest of the siblings.

Her father worked in a metal warehouse and had no time to sit and help her with her school work. Her mom never learned to write and read due to never finishing elementary school. So she found herself staying after school everyday and receiving all kinds of tutoring so that she would be able to pass grade, and she did. While growing up she had to be her sister’s tutor and hel... ... middle of paper ... ...or her career she stood with courage and achieved all her dreams. Among the many things she inspired me with, I would have to say that she has given me courage to continue what I once started many years ago and make my life and my son’s life better.

Nurture is our personal experiences and our environment. It is the way we were brought up by our parents or guardians. How is nurture involved in my development growing up? For instance, growing up I was always kind of shy. My parents never really signed me up for any after school activities since they always had to work.

As a child I was raised by my young father, Edmund, and my older brethren Nigel. My mother had left us many years ago. She, and my father could not stand one another, and spent most of their time bickering about such nonsense. It never came as a surprise to me when my mother left us, as I got older, I knew it was bound to have happened someday. If I must speak the upright truth, it never bothered me too many that my mother was not around, she was a mad woman to say the least, she was never fain with anything, I remember her much being stubborn, and aloof.

College has always been an important topic in my family, although my parents never had the chance to finish high school, my mother refused to see her children walk that same path. All my life I’ve seen how hard my mother has worked in order to keep food on our plate and a roof over our heads. She is the reason I

She always hated him and felt very resentful and I felt no way. We both grew up with my mother and stepfather the relationship was very different now that they have their own two daughters. We grew up having to be very independent resilient and hard working. Although statistics show in the video that kids that grow up in a divorced family or in a “broken home” were more likely to get in to drugs and be very rebellious. For many those statistics may be true but for my sister and me it is not applicable I am a hard working college student with no children and no drug abuse and my sister is a kind pre-school teacher who loves her job and in a healthy non abusive relationships.

The difficult t... ... middle of paper ... ...rom the Negro" (34), and so they had no idea about what was going on in Emily's life. And thus, Emily died all alone forgotten from everyone in the town. Emily's isolation from the rest of the town, their indifference, as well as the lack of initiation was the reason of her own tragic death. The town knew that "old lady Wyatt, her great-aunt, had gone completely crazy at last" (30), and they were afraid of having the same end as her great-aunt, but they just turned their back on her and let her be because it was the easiest thing to do. They also "knew that there was a room ... which no one had seen in forty years, and which would have to be forced" (34), but they didn't do anything and Emily was left alone to meet her destiny, and in that sense, they are accomplices to Homer's murder.

It was only afterwards that I found out that I missed out on the college experience. Despite any of my accomplishments I still was not successful. All of my hard work only detracted from my e... ... middle of paper ... ...ed more preferable. Never before had the distinction between everyone else and my self been clearer. The only difference being that no one pretends to care that a corpse is among them.

I would mostly handle my schoolwork alone in my room, so I never felt like I spent too much time with my mom. However, almost all of my non-homeschooled friends have expressed how they would never be able to handle their parents all day, every day. Speaking on behalf of their parents, I am sure that feeling is mutual. When it becomes time to apply for colleges, public school counselors guide the students step by step through the process and have official transcripts to send in. For homeschoolers, however, the process is different and much more complicated.

Latifa’s mother was also struggling with not being able to work. Because women weren’t allowed to do anything in the Afghan society, Latifa opened a school for the apartment children. Latifa’s mother managed to help out by cooking, which she considered a form of work. She watched her children be mistreated throughout the Taliban rule. Latifa had all intentions of receiving an education but she couldn’t go to school due to the laws of the Taliban.