“The rumbling of the trucks was the first thing I heard in the morning.Then some shouting, but it was still muffled. Mama had ran to where I lay on the cot under the burlap blanket she had made. She started yelling, which she never does. Aus dem Bett aufstehen! she yelled repeatedly.Gehen zu verstecken! She grabbed my arm and pulled, but then the soldiers rushed in. I was so scared, I just froze. I froze while watching my mother being torn off of me and dragged out the door. Then, this soldier wrapped his arms around my bony waist and dragged me out of my bed like I was a feather. But he did it gently, he didn’t hurt me. On his uniform I noticed that Sergeant Jansen was neatly inscribed across his heart. He didn’t make eye contact with me once, …show more content…
I didn’t even get to say bye to Papa or Mama. Is that how you got here too?” The fragile-looking boy next to me whispered “Similar.” It looked as if he was afraid to speak. We sat in a room of only around 50 boys, all of them looking scared to death. I sat next to my best friend, Morris. We had been the closest of friends since we were four. We were always partnered together, no matter what. He was the brother I never had. He was also the bravest person I had even known..“Judah,” Morris whispered, “where are we?” I shrugged, half not knowing, half- shivering from the frigid winds blowing. When I was put on the truck this morning, the soldiers made me leave the blanket behind. All of sudden, four soldiers had marched into the small, wood structure where we sat on the dirt. Sergeant Jansen was one of them, but as soon as he saw me, he looked down and turned back around. He had looked into my eyes this time, and his eyes were very soft. They split the boys up. They grabbed about half of them and took them out of the room. I jumped up when one of them took hold of Morris’ wrist, but the other soldiers just pushed me back down to the ground. “Judah! Judah!” He yelled, over and over
Moments later we got to the camp and we saw some people dead and some people crying. We go up to the people crying and they told us that the everyone was dead back at the ghetto. I felt my heart drop to my stomach, I fell on my knees and started balling my eyes out. I ran to the tent and Ethan tried to comfort me, but I was too busy thinking about my dad, if your wonder my mom left us when i was a baby so my dad took care of me. “Dezirae,” Ethan acknowledged.
“My father, with tears in his eyes, tried to smile as one friend after another grasped his hand in a last farewell. Mama was overcome with grief. At last we were all in the wagons. The drivers cracked their whips. The oxen moved slowly forward and the long journey had begun.”
Suddenly, Sergeant Bowen thought he was back in Vietnam- “crouched and rigid, eyes on fire, palms flat, fingers as stiff as he could make them” (620) -and it wasn’t his son jumping out at him, but an enemy soldier, and it was imperative he defend himself. After this incident, Johnny understood “noise alerted [my father] to my presence and prevented his being surprised and reacting on instinct” (621). Johnny has adjusted to the fact that his father is easily startled, yet another symptom of
Passionate, open-minded, worldly, hard-working, leadership skills Some students have a background, identity, interest, or talent that is so meaningful they believe their application would be incomplete without it. If this sounds like you, then please share your story. She points her pale finger at a word and I say, “Legislature.” She pauses, and then repeats the word, “Legislature.”
That boy he called me a soldier. I look down and I see a uniform. I started noticing many other men with the same uniform, just walking into colonists houses. I walked up to one of them and remembered how much I wanted to rip his heart out. I simply just asked what he was doing.”
This chapter “The Ghost Soldiers”, showed us how Tim O’Brien and the other soldiers were dealing with the war both physically and psychologically. It also shows us how the Tim O'Brien behaved and felt when he was shot, wounded and had a bacteria infection on his butt and how the war changed the way he thought, and viewed the other soldiers around him. This chapter also contain a lot of psychological lens. From the way Tim O’Brien felt when he was shot and separated from his unit to a new unit to when he wanted revenge on Bobby Jorgenson for almost “killing” him.
It took 250$ and good deeds to create some doctor like me. Growing up I was the kid who looked at the world with open optimistic eyes. I grew up in a small city called Dora located in Iraq, the middle of three girls. I was born in the late 90s, I have been told that I was born "at the end of the good days". That's when Iraq's political circumstances were not at peace at all, at 2003 another war broke in Iraq.
Throughout the entire story, the narrator explains how close the men become to each other. You become brothers and you trust each other with your lives. In the chapter, The Ghost Soldiers, Tim O’Brien sees the men he was on the platoon with and is
For thousands of years the stench of gun powder and drying blood has burned the innocence out of boys, turning them into men hardened by years of violent warfare. Joby, a young drummer boy in the American Civil War, is just one example of a young man being greatly impacted by events that occurred in the war. The short story follows Joby’s fears before the Battle of Shiloh, he feels defenseless, hopeless, and scared as he believes his position as the drummer boy is all but preferable. Joby’s attitude changes after a well-respected general comes to speak with him at night while Joby is crying out of fear. The General offers Joby support and reassures him of his importance, leaving Joby feeling important and confident.
The obligation a citizen feels to serve their country is a common sentiment. Despite this presumed duty resulting in countless deaths of men and women, many still make the brave decision to enlist themselves during a war. This can be attributed to how those who serve their country’s military are touted as courageous, selfless and heroic. Timothy Findley’s “War” follows the tragic story of a young boy named Neil growing up during World War II. Neil finds himself in a difficult situation upon learning that his father has enlisted himself in the army.
I was raised in a traditional Vietnamese household where the sharp, lingering taste of bitter melon was a treat, family was everything, and everyone spoke Vietnamese. However, I lived in a community where speaking English was the majority and I was very clearly, a minority. There were hardly any other people who spoke Vietnamese where I lived. Because of this, I slowly lost my grasp with the Vietnamese language and my ability to communicate with my family This was terrifying for me; as a result, I have made efforts to learn and speak Vietnamese even though it sounds horrendous because I still have a voice and want to be heard.
Kiowa, Ted Lavender, and Jimmy Cross are three very different people who were brought together to fight for a common purpose. They not only carried their own belongings, but each other too. This story shows how war can affect people and tells of the burdens that weigh soldiers down for a
The lives of soldiers, Norman Bowker and Curt Lemon, illustrate how the war pressures the human spirit to a standard it can’t resemble. The pressure and responsibilities of lost friends and lost acts of courage heavily weigh Norman Bowker down,
Why Is Telling A True War Story Hard Lots of stories are hard to comprehend because they’re more brutal and traumatic for listeners, even the story-teller. In three stories: “The Man I Killed”, “How To Tell A True War Story”, and “Speaking of Courage”, Tim O’Brien showed how changing certain parts of a story and making them graceful, can make them easier to comprehend. However sometimes telling the story the way it was makes it brutal and gruesome, though some listeners prefer that over gracefulness.
In enduring these complex emotions, this section was the most remarkable part. One of the first apparent emotions the boy experiences with the death of his father is loneliness to make this section memorable. The boy expresses this sentiment when he stays with his father described as, “When he came back he knelt beside his father and held his cold hand and said his name over and over again,” (McCarthy 281). The definition of loneliness is, “sadness because one has no friends or company.”