Bombs Bursting in Air: Beth Johnson

well, in reading "Bombs Bursting in Air" i became a little sad as anyone would in reading this. If this happened to me i would have no idea what to do. I'd have no idea how to cope with thoes things. even though some of the things didn't directly affect her. I remember there were three people my sophomore year of high school that died and one in particular really effected a friend of mine. There is a foundation for him. I have no idea how he died so hopefully that foundation goes to charity or something. My friend has bracelets and there is some kind of get together on his death anniversary where all his friends gather and remember him. Also, my senior year around this time a friend of mine died in a car accident. she went to another school so we weren't close anymore but it still got me really sad. Like, i couldn't comprehend it or my brain wouldn't process it. She was texting and driving on her way to school. Of course it was her fault but it still effected me. There was this one girl whom i saw driving to work every day with the girls initials on the back window of the car. "CC" was everywhere and it reminded me of the fun times i had with her. Still, even today, writing about this it's hard for me to process the fact that she's dead.

The "Values" Wasteland: Charles Sykes

It's safe to say almost everyone has cheated at least once in their life. It is also apparent in the pools and surveys the reading selection. I remember my Junior year of high school my entire math class cheated on every test. Mainly because the teacher never caught us. But also i didn't learn anything that he had taught us. one test specifically, we passed a paper with test answers all around the class room. One girl hid her paper in her pants and went to the bathroom, meeting her friend there that did well in the subject area and did the test for her. When the girl came back she passed her paper all around the room and every single person in the class copied it. Amazingly he didn't catch it and his T.A was just as bad correcting answers for this one girl so he didn't care either. Though cheating is bad i made a good friend out of it. I don't regret that class and the choices i made at all.

The Price We Pay: Adam Mayblum

Reading this brought me back to the day the World Trade Center fell. I was in fourth grade, my teachers name was Mrs. Foster. I liked her very much. All of a sudden one kid went home early and then not five minuets later another kid left, and another, and another, and another. I was confused and got jealous and wanted to go home early too but i knew that wouldn't happen for my mother also taught at my elementary school. I had no idea what was happening and neither did my teacher until a lady from the front office made an announcement over the intercom telling the teachers to turn on the T.V to the news. Just then my teacher and whoever else in the class that was left realized something was very wrong for they also asked us to have a moment of silence. It was a very sad day and after school ended i went home and continued watching the news with my family. We were all saddened and impacted that day and it's a day nobody will ever forget.

Flavio's Home

This was a sad selection. Its sad to know that this sort of stuff is actually happening today in our society. there are third-world countries everywhere these days. The doctors are the same way most likely. The hospitals have no funding and the doctors can not and will not help the people and they're left there to die because the villagers are poor and can not afford the proper care. Families are big and they can't afford child support and an hardly feed their families and make little to no money a day. It's a little harsh but if you can't support your family don't have children! poor Flavio will die at a very young age and he can't get any help. He's stuck taking care of his brothers and sister and taking care of his baby brother and it actually does happen in the world today. You think by 2010 there would be better living conditions but the sad truth is there isn't.

Sister Flowers

This reading caught my eye a little. I was curious as to the style Mrs. Flowers lived. Obviously it was elegant and proper. If I were Margurite I would have been nervous to walk and have a talk with her. For if someone approached me dressed like that, spoke clear as day like Mrs. Flowers I would just want to sit there and listen to her voice all day and admire her clothes and house. At one point Mrs. Flowers gave Margurite books to read aloud. Personally I would not read aloud. I’m more of a read to myself person. The little girl would have loved to go to school and learned and I think people these days take advantage of being able to go to school and not having to work at an early age or even at all to support their families. Up until college you go to school for free. College is when going to school really matters. You’re paying to be in your classes and to learn.