Helen Keller, the Hero

This hero was 1 and 1/2 when her real life began. Imagine yourself sick with fever and pain, but finally it ends as well as a lot of other things for you. You can’t see or hear anymore. Things have changed, and your easy world is gone, in its place is a lifetime of struggle. Who am I speaking of? Helen Keller, of course!

A frustrated child at seven, Helen threw tantrums and understood little of the world she couldn’t see or hear anything around her. Her parents had no clue what she needed, as a result they pitied her. After a while, though, it became clear to them that this was not going to be solved with some candy and her favorite doll. They turned to Anne Sullivan, a strict teacher, to take care of Helen. She used hard work to help Helen understand.

Eventually, after much work, Helen learned by a water pump. She felt the water flow in one hand while Anne spelled w-a-t-e-r in the other, using manual alphabet. Finally, Helen made the connection that everything has a written word connected to it: Language!

Helen discovered 30 words that day and went on to accomplish more. She learned to speak at the age of 10, by feeling the words form in her teacher’s mouth. She read in four different languages: German, French, Latin and Greek.

Later on in life, Helen helped raise enough money to build schools to educate the deaf, blind, and mute students. She wrote books to tell blind, deaf, and mute people that they are just ordinary people. She also, wrote books to tell people not to tease or hurt others who had disabilities because they were not any different from them. Helen made sign language easier to understand by re-doing it using her own ideas. If it weren’t for Helen Keller, deaf and blind students wouldn’t have as much education as they do today.

Helen was a deaf and blind woman who overcame these struggles in her life, which inspires others. Helen’s life was so different from others but she accomplished so much.

Heros Comparison

I’d chose Superman and Hercules, to compare a modern day hero and a greek mythology hero. They both have things in common; i.e. they were both in a way “normal”, bother were vulnerable at one point in their stories.

Superman was a “normal” person on his own planet but is thought of as an alien to Earth, hence why his everyday abilities seem superhuman to the people on earth. Whereas Hercules was born of a mortal human mother but his father was the god Zeus, thus explaining his own superhuman abilities. He was a demigod, part moral and part god and of course the god part showed more.

Each had a specific vulnerability to enable them to be more “human” in our eyes and to provide an avenue of possible defeat to encourage foes. A perfect hero with no vulnerabilities really becomes a god and that begins an entirely different debate into the nature of God and gods. Superman is vulnerable when Lois dies in her car, being buried by the dirt. Whereas Hercules is vulnerable when.

Both, Superman and Hercules are known for being able to lift heavy weights. Also they don’t live with their biological families. They also are unaware of their power, until they realized it.

Hercules and superman have many differences; i.e., Superman can fly and has x-ray vision, and Hercules only has strength. Superman and Hercules were heroes from different ages, Hercules from the past and Superman from the current days. Also their clothes were different, Hercules doesn’t wear any cloth and superman has cloth.

In conclusion both, Superman and Hercules, were vulnerable at one point in time, they weren’t really considered “normal” here on earth. Although, they had these things in common, there were some differences, for example, their powers. Superman had super strength and x-ray vision, while Hercules only has strength. All in all, Superman and Hercules are good examples to compare and contrast modern day heros to classical heros.

Modern Day Hero

When you head the word ‘hero’ most people picture a buff man, wearing a cape; like Superman and Batman. A hero can be anyone from a family member to someone in the community. I believe my mother can be portrayed as a hero. She volunteers in her spare time, is a teacher, and is a friend to everyone she meets.

My mother has a tendency to volunteer for anything, but it’s usually within the school she works at. Before we moved here, she was head of the P.T.A., always finding ways to raise money for the school. She even got a new playground for the school so the kids could enjoy recess without having to worry about injuries. She has also organized many walk-a-thons for kids with Autism at her school. She takes action and is really god in what she does.

My mother is also a teacher. She teaches kids with Autism, which I think is great. Especially because she has a lot of patience with those kids. She teaches each kids one-on-one, at their own pace. She takes her time to make sure that each student has an understanding of what is going on. She also makes a connection to her students’ families, and makes sure the parents are involved with their child. She is really good at what she does.

My mother can befriend anyone she meets. You can be a complete stranger and she will compliment you, no matter what. This one time we were at shopping at the mall when we saw this lady drop $100 on the floor. My initial thought was to keep it, but then my mother picked it up and gave it back to the lady. In return, the lady brought us all a coffee. Leason being, what goes around comes around.

Most people think of hero’s as someone famous and important. I believe my mother is a hero for many reasons. She’s a teacher, can befriend a complete stranger, and loves to volunteer. In my eyes, my mother is what I call a hero.

Persuasive Essay. Social Media

Social Media

I believe that parents and schools shouldn’t let students sign-up for and/or use social media as a tool in their education. It’s a distraction, has health risks, and it’s also risking cyber bullying to take place.

Social media in school would be a colossal distraction for not only the students but the staff as well. Everyone would be tempted to update their status, and post non-educational things, also posting inappropriate things. As well as it being a distraction it is also a big health risk. Daily overuse of media and technology has a negative effect on the health of all children, preteens and teenagers by making them more prone to anxiety, depression, and other psychological disorders, as well as by making them more susceptible to future health problems.

Cyber bullying is rampant on social networks, and it is something teachers need to be aware of. Social media projects may not be confined to a classroom — and if this is the case, teachers (and potentially parents) need to monitor student activity for any signs of bullying.

Some people think social media should be allowed in classes, with reasons, but they don’t really think about the consequences. The risk of cyber bullied while in class is high, when students are allowed access to their Facebook, Twitter, Pintrest, ect. It’s also a huge distraction always wanting to update your status. It will be a huge health risk letting students use social media in school; they would be communicating through the computer or phone screen instead of face to face.

Personal Narrative

Personal Narrative:

Moving Away From My Best Friend

Promise to call and text me everyday”, were one of the many promises I was asked to keep on my last day in Miami. “I will, I promise. Don’t forget about me or our stupid jokes. I love you so much.” I sat to my best friend, Gina, while hugging her goodbye.
See I moved to Stephens City on January 13th, of this year. My parents told my sister and me many, many months before, that we would move. The thing is that, it never really hit me until the moving company started packing all our stuff.
I remember the first day they started packing our stuff. I couldn’t stand watching my whole childhood get packed into cardboard boxes, and get shipped off to a different state. It was a very emotional day. I told my parents I would be at Gina’s house and left. I walk to her house, seeing as how it was just down the road. I walked in using my key and walked right into my best friend’s arm and cried. I for what felt like hours, but really could’ve only been half an hour. Gine just held me, telling me everything was going to be okay, trying to soothe me and keeping her tears at bay. When I let her go, I laughed at how hideous we must’ve looked. I smiled at her told her how much my life was going to suck with her being thousands of miles away. “.. I can’t even fathom the idea of making new friends, when I have evryone I love and need here. Like, I can’t…” I ranted to Gina.
The next day was my last day in Miami. January 13th, 2012. I was saying my final goodbye to Gina when it really hit me. “Oh my god. I’m actually moving to Virginia.” I quietly sobbing on my best friend’s shoulder. “Shh, its going to be okay. You’ll make new friends and forget about me. You are really great, and if those people don’t like you then they are stupid.” Gina tells me, while pulling away from the hug so she can look me in the eyes.
The next few days were tortue. I had to clean my new house, unpack all my clothes and try not to cry, not showing how depressed I was. My third day in Stephens City was also my first day of school. I went to school, and felt so out of place. Everyone had made their own designated friends and little groups. I remember walking into my first class that day, and had everyone staring at me. ‘How awkward’, I thought to myself, when I took my seat. I felt so out of place, I didn’t even want to think about how bad the rest of the day was going to be.
I was shocked to see that I got lost, my old school was four times the size of Sherando, and I never got lost. When I went to me next class, I was disappointed when I saw that I had to sit in the front of the classroom. When I got seated, I took my phone out and texted Gina that I needed her and I couldn’t take it anymore. She quickly replied and said I needed to try and make friends. She knew me to well; I was always the quiet one when I first met someone, still am, just not as bad. I quickly replied telling her I’d call her when I got out of school.
When school finally let out, I called Gina and told her about my day, and how much I hated it. “It’s so different! I’m a city girl, and some of these people have accents, and they are not the beautiful English-Australian ones. Like, you don’t understand how different it is here.” I rant to her through the phone. I heard Gina sniffle through the phone, “What happened? Why are you crying?” I ask her, trying to keep calm. “Nothing, its just that I miss you, and it just hit me that you’re really gone.” Gina cried quietly on the phone. I couldn’t help but tear up a little. “I know, but think of it this way, when you graduate next year, you can move up here, and live with me until I graduate!” I say trying to lighten the mood. “I know. Look I’ve got to go, just promise me one thing.” Gina says getting ready to hang up so I don’t hear her cry. “Don’t go looking for another best friend. I can’t handle looking you completely.” I sigh as I felt the tears stream down my face. “I promise, you haven’t even lost me, and I don’t plan on replacing you. Sorry, you’re stuck with me.” I say to her, chuckling at the end. “Good. I really got to go. Bye, Love.” Gina says, hanging up the phone.
Till this day, I keep that promise. I talk to her every day; she even came up here for her spring bear. I feel like this move made us closer though. I still find myself crying a little when we’re talking to each other, because we’ve missed out on so much of each other’s live. Just the other day she told me her little brother, who is like my own brother, lost his front tooth. I cried a little, knowing that I’m missing out on him growing up. She did tell me where she was planning on applying to college. “I’m applying to UVA and VCU, because I’m thinking maybe, if I get in with a scholarship, that I’d be close to you,” was exactly what she told me. I remember we had planned on going to the same college. even if she is two years ahead of me. We still plan our life and everything. The hardest part for me was leaving her with old friends, while I went and made new ones. It’s still weird not seeing her face everyday.

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