Posted on April 3rd, 2008 by hannahej
I cannot even begin to imagine what my life would be like if I was forced to go into hiding. Anne was literally “hiding for her life.” Even though Anne Frank did a great job of describing what what going into hiding means, I still cannot picture myself locked up in one room not being able to use the bathroom, run water, move, talk, and so many other limits. However, during this time in the annexe, Anne had time to think about her life. She realized that had two sides, a good side and a bad side. When she tries too be good, people don’t take her seriously, so she goes back to her normal bad and annoying side. This conflict makes Anne very frustrated. She seems to do a good job of recording things ion her journal, Kitty. In my reading I also discovered how good Anne’s writing is. She is very descriptive. This bit of writing also shows how normal she is but because of bad circumstances, how abnormal of a life she is leading. Anne also has so much faith. She always tries to stay positive. So while I can try very hard to imagine Anne’s life, I guess I will never be able to fully understand what hiding for your life truly means.
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Posted on March 11th, 2008 by hannahej
When I was four months old, my Aunt Leslie and Uncle Bo adopted identical twins. What they didn’t know then was that later, both would be diagnosed with autism. Autism is a complex neurological disorder. Only 1 in 150 children will be diagnosed. Boys are four times more likely to be diagnosed. To learn more about the disorder itself and what it does visit http://www.autism-society.org/site/PageServer?pagename=about_home . As if autism were not enough, they also suffer from seizure disorder. It is amazing the chemistry between my aunt and uncle and Harrison and Dawson. There is so much love and laughter in their household. Uncle Bo and Aunt Leslie are amazing people, as are my cousins. They are like big huggable teddy bears. Luckily, they have recently gotten a grant that pays for a caregiver to come to their home every afternoon to help my aunt and uncle with Harrison and Dawson in the afternoon. Even though they have autism, they understand some things. They have feelings and sometimes will cry if you hurt their feelings. Everyone in my family loves them and we all do everything we can to help them.
About a month ago, I got an e-mail from my aunt. It said to visit this website.
http://www.whatkindofworlddoyouwant.com/videos/view/id/408214 . The band five for fighting will donate $0.49 every time the video is viewed. Please go and watch it it would help a ton!!
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Posted on March 3rd, 2008 by hannahej
I am the one who…
I am the one who likes the South Carolina Gamecocks. I am also the one who likes to pick out awful movies that only I like. These are the reasons that I am the one who.
I said that I was the one who likes the South Carolina Gamecocks. My Dad went there for college and my Mom went there for graduate school. So basically all of my family are fans. The Gamecocks aren’t so so bad, but no one seems to love them or even like them. It is not so embarrassing as it is sad because whenever they lose, or win (which happens very rarely.), I have no one to mourn or be excited with. Also I do morning carpool with Forrest and Charlie. This year, South Carolina lost to Tennessee ( Forrest and his family are huge fans as you all probably know.) and I never stopped hearing about it from Forrest, he will not let me forget it. Charlie is not so mean to me though. That is one reason that I am the one who.
I am also the one who likes to pick out awful movies that only I like. One time the Buffingtons came over and we went to Blockbuster to get some movies. I decided to pick out le Divorce. They hated it, but I loved it. The next time they came over I picked out Waitress. They said it was the worst movie ever, especially the ending. It was even worse than le Divorce, but I loved it too. In an attempt to redeem my movie picking skills, I made us re-enact it so that it had a happy ending. They said that the next time they come over I am not allowed to pick out our movie, and that I may not even be able to come to Blockbuster with them. They will never let me forget my bad picking out movie skills and constantly bring it up whenever we are talking.
The other day in the car, I turned on the radio and and my sister, Mary Frances started singing the song very loudly. I told her in my “I’m the big sister” voice, to be quiet. She replied in her “I am your pesky little sister” tone, that she was just being herself and that she could not change the way she was. I thought to myself, for once, Mary Frances really makes sense. I thought more and more about her statement and wondered what made me special. So what if I am the one who roots for the Gamecocks! So what if I am the one who has bad taste in movies! I can’t change me, and I hope that no one else really wants to.
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