An Adopted Child Unfortunate Life

This is a true story just the people name is changed to keep the people's identity safe.

Once there was a Vietnamese lady name Nini was born in United States. She has lost all of her family members at the age of thirteen. She was adopted by a man named Hung Ho who came from Vietnam. At first she thought that her adopted family was great to her and that they love her, but once she turned fifteen she found out that they were just using her in order to gain money. Once she turned fifteen her adopted family planned on taken her to Vietnam. They told her that they wanted her to go back to Vietnam with them so that she could see where her true blood came from. They told her that they wanted her to get to know her true culture. She trusted them so she did not think that they had other plans for her once she got there. On the day of the flight she was all happy and did not know that was her last time of having her freedom in her hands.

Once she got to Vietnam she was so happy to be at a new place with her adopted family. She did not know that they planned to use her in a way that she would never forget. For the first couple of weeks her family acted like as though they were just on vacation. After that couple of weeks they started their real plan on why they took her over to Vietnam. First they told her that they wanted her to go with this man who would show her around to all the fun places in Vietnam. She asked them how come they were not going with her to all of these fun places that the man would take her. They told her that they have to get some other stuff done and by the time they get done it would be too late for them to take her to all of these wonderful places. When she heard their explanation she nodded and followed their directions for her.

At first the man was very nice to her. He took her to the beach, restaurants, and other beautiful places so that she can enjoy herself. She thought that this man was a very good man and that he had no children so that is why he wanted to take her to all of these places so that he could feel how it is to have children. She was so wrong the man have other plan on his mind that her adopted family had promise him in return for his money. After she had all the fun she asked the man to take her home. The man told her that he would but first she has to go with him to this place first. She asked the man where they were going and the man answered her that she will find out once they got there and that it would be a lot of fun. After a while the man stopped in front of a house. They got out of the car and the man walk her to the house. He opened the door and told her to go on in.

Inside the house the man walked her to a dark room and told her to sit down. She could not see what was going on but she did know that whatever she was sitting on was very comfy. Then the man gave her a cup to drink. He told her to drink it up and that the drink will keep her warm because the night here in Vietnam is very cold. She listened to him and she drank the drink up. Once she drank it up she felt very sleepy and she told the man that she wanted to go to sleep. The man told her that she could sleep there at that place and tomorrow morning he would take her home. She nodded and then she lay down to sleep.

The next morning she felt very weird, tired, and sore all over. She found herself on a bed in the house that the man took her to last night. She looked around for the man who took her to the place. She then found him in the kitchen cooking some food. She asked the man how come she felt so weird, tired and sore all over. The man replied to her that it was because she went to all those places yesterday and had so much fun. That is the reason why she felt that way. She then asked the man when he would take her home. The man replied to her that after they eat he would take her home.

Once she got home her family asked the man how everything went the man told them that it went very well and that they had fun yesterday. After the man left her god-brother, who is very close to her then anyone in the family, looked at her and asked her what she and that man did yesterday. She told her god-brother about all the places that she have went with that man and how after she drank the drink the man gave her she fell right to sleep. She also told her god-brother how she woke up in the morning and felt very weird, tired, and sore all over. Her god-brother started to look very sad and he seemed as though he was going to cry. Nini asked her god-brother why did he looked so sad, but he just shook his head and asked Nini did she wanted to leave this family and come live with him. Her god-brother was eighteen years old so he was old enough to go live on his own. She told him that the family loved her and that she was happy with them. Her god-brother had sorrow in his eyes when he heard her say that. He told her that if she ever felt like she wanted to leave she could just call him and he would come running to her to get her. He then collected his items and gave her his cell phone number he told her not to tell anyone what he told her. He also told her that she needed to keep his number close by her in a safe place where no one will find it.

After a few months later Nini started to feel funny, something did not felt right to her. She started to eat more, sleep more, tired easily, and her stomach was growing very round. She knew that that was not normal for a girl her age so she went to the doctor to find out what was going on with her. When she went to the doctor the doctor told her that she was a few months pregnant. She could not believe her ears to what the doctor was saying. She asked the doctor was he sure; certainly there must be a mistake. The doctor told her that he was very sure of it. She told the doctor that she had never done anything to be pregnant so how can she be a few months pregnant. The doctor asked her have she ever sleep with a man before and she was like no. She told the doctor that to her knowledge she had never sleep in the same bed with a man before. Doctor told her that he is not sure how she could be pregnant if she had never slept with a man before but he do know that she was a few months pregnant. The doctor then ask her do she want to keep the baby now or do she want to wait for a while until she made a decision. She told the doctor that she needed to find out why she was pregnant first and then she would make a decision.

After she left the doctor office she called her god-brother up and told him what she had just found out. Her god-brother told her to wait for him wherever she was and that he would come to get her. A few minutes later her god-brother came up to her and took her to a café to talk. When they got to the café her god-brother told her everything he knew, from when her god-father, which is his father, adopted her until he moved out. After Nini heard that she started crying. She could not believe that her family who she trusted was doing that to her. Her god-brother then asked her what did she had plan on doing. She told him that the first thing she wanted was to get out of that family and the next thing was that she had to go a find out that man who had gotten her pregnant. Her god-brother nodded and agreed to assist her to find that man.

After they found the man, Nini told him that he had gotten her pregnant. The man told her that she was just his one night stand and that he had nothing to do with her baby. He told her that he had already paid her family for the one night thing with her and that she needed to leave him alone. Nini started crying after the man slammed the door into her face. She did not know what to do now that she was pregnant and she had nowhere to go. She then walked toward the bridge and planned on jumping down to killed herself, but her god-brother stopped her. He told her that she could come with him and that he would take care of her. He also told her that if she wanted to keep that baby of her he would take care of the baby too as though it was his own. Nini asked him was he sure of this and he told her that he was very sure before he told her. He even told her how they would get married in private and how he would tell everyone that they had been married for a long time just that she wanted to stay with his parents to repay them for taken her in.

Now in the present time she lives with her god-brother who is now her husband, two of their own children, and one of her child. Her husband treated every single one of the children equal as though all three of the children are his and Nini. He had let go all of Nini's past and loves her very much as though she was a virgin when she married him.

Which Way is the Right Way to Go?

I love my family dearly and I am thankful to have them, but, like every family, mine is not perfect. There are problems that are causing me to choose a path that will either cause me to be disowned or I can stay with my family and suffer through depression. I am the oldest in the family so everyone expects me to be good at everything. I try to live up to those expectations but as I get older the more pressure it seems to bring on me. That is just one of the small problems. The next one is that my mother has anger management problems that are getting worst by day. Each night and every morning she has to yell at someone and that someone is me. For instance, Saturday's night I was doing my homework on my laptop and she came into my room and yelled at me. She said, "You have Monday through Friday to do all of that work. Saturday and Sunday is for house work and cleaning. If you cannot do that then drop-out of school!" I try to explain to her that there are a lot of homework for me and plus some work is due on Sunday. I even got a Quiz on Monday so I also need my weekends for school work. Like always, she does not want to hear what I have to say. She told me not to back talk to her every time I try to explain and if I continue to explain I will get slap. Another one of the problems is I am always stuck in the house even now that I am eighteen I am not allow to go anywhere other than school then straight home. I am not allowed to hang out with friends or go anywhere. Now I have two choices to choose from. One is to move out of the house and was told that if I do that I will be disowned by my mother. She even told me that once I am disowned I am never to come near the house. I will not be able to find my family anymore. She told me that once I leave she will move the family into a new home far away so that I will not find them. My second choice is to stay with the family and suffer through depression, which I have been suffering ever since ninth grade. Lucky I have not died from depression yet but it is only a matter of time for it to happen. There is only a certain amount of pressure a person can handle to survive. I have been having this pressure ever since first grade but it has gotten worst in the ninth grade. Which path is the right one to choose from?

Observation Proposal

My topic is on the human body and health. My mother is a licenced Massage Therapist, and she know why and how a person body get aches and pain and how to help it feel better. I am planning on going to my mother's work place to observe her and her customer, Amy Nguyen. The observation is on the conversation about the muscles, body health, cause of stress, get better, and stay away from aches and pain. The conversation will also be on what types of techniques and why my mother will use those techniques on Amy Nguyen. This will also be on how Amy Nguyen feels in the end.

Observation II

Elliot and Bobby were having a conversation about Charles Darwin at the beginning. Elliot has not read the book but Bobby did. Bobby seemed to be interviewing Elliot. They seemed to be uncomfortable. There was some tension in the conversation. Bobby seemed nervous. They went from the book to sports to jobs. A very moderate tone was use throughout the whole conversation. They ran out of topic to talk about after a while. They were talking about park rides and trips. They went on talking about Chemistry. They seemed to dislike chemistry. Bobby does not have any interest in lab.

 

They seemed to be very bored. They wanted to get their conversation over with as soon as possible. Soon the rest of the class was getting bored and started making noise or joined in. Some classmates talked about the way Elliot and Bobby's body languages show how they were feeling. Again Elliot and Bobby were back into their conversation with each other. They were talking about paint balls. Elliot talked about how he has been fired or lost his jobs before. Afterwards they were directed on how their conversation should go. They were talking about their favorite song.

 

They do not seem to have anything in common. Bobby had some dogs and their names were Buddy, Shelby, and Skilled but Skilled die. Then they switched their conversation about Ireland's drinking and soccer. Bobby did not learn how to do yoga nor did he like it. Bobby thought that the conversation was getting awkward. Then they went on talking about llamas. When llamas were brought up Bobby thought of Alpaca or South America. Bobby was a little mad about how the conversation was changing too fast. Their last conversation was about donuts. That was also the one they had in common. They both liked chocolate donuts. Elliot said that tourist do not liked donuts. The whole conversation was very weird and both Bobby and Elliot seemed uncomfortable.

Observation I

During class I observe the story and it seems like the kid did not really care what his mother is talking about. His mother seems like she was nagging over little things like eating fish. She gave him all sort of information on how healthy it was to eat fish. She told him how healthy people and country eat fish. Then she talked about how he should worry about how high his mercury is. Throughout the whole conversation the boy was talking very dull and boring seemed to not really care about the information his mother was telling him. He seemed to have this exact conversation with his mother many times before.

While I was at home I observe the story again and my observation of the story seemed to be the same as it was in class but just a little different in the way I see how the show is mocking how teens now days have conversation with their parents about the same topic over and over again. Their parents seem to not really care or remember what their children want and dislike. This is just like the mother in the story. She seemed to have this conversation with her son over and over and yet she did not remember that he does not like fish.

Both of my observation was not that much different other than I went more in depth. I understand a little bit more on the meaning of the story and the way the two characters talked and acted. Other than that there were not many differences between the two observations. Both of the observation just told me that the two characters had this conversation before. The boy did not give his full attention to his mother words. The mother did not remember what her son like and dislike not matter how many times he told her. The mother just kept on nagging over and over on the topic of how he should eat fish.

Autobiography Final Draft

My Grandfather's Death

Autobiography Final Draft

Paulette Hoang Dinh Professor Wendy Sumner-Winter English 1010 C12

09/17/2009

The worst day in my life was the day I found out that my grandfather had passed away. He was the one who taught me how to become a person I would not regret to be. I loved my grandfather dearly and still do. Everyone dies it just a matter of sooner or later and in which way. No one can live forever as a human being but they can still live in the memories of other.

At the age of fourteen in my ninth grade year, my family and I received a very terrible new. I have lost the most important person to me. My grandfather had raised and took care of me. It was the worst day ever for me to have heard that my beloved grandfather had passed away on his visit back to Vietnam.

My family members, called over here to America from Vietnam, told my grandmother that my grandfather had passed away. He passed away with a smile on his face, very peaceful and happy. They said it seemed like he knew he was leaving, because he told them to call grandma and tell her to live the rest of her life happy and safe. When they asked him do he want anything to eat he told them, "No thank you, I am leaving now to eat dinner with my father. No matter what happen in a few minutes no one is allowed to cry." With those last words, he closed his eyes and passed away with a smile on his face.

I was very close to my grandfather more than anyone else. He was the one who saw how I grew up. He was the one who watch over me from day to night, while my parents were away. He was the one who sang a lullaby that calmed me down to sleep. At the age of one and a half my grandfather taught me how to walk. He has always encouraged me to do my best no matter how many times I have fallen. When I was young I was very picky about my food. I did not like to eat at all. When I did not eat my grandfather always found different ways that would be fun for me to eat my food.

Around the age of my teen years my grandfather still made sure that I would eat more and was in good health. He taught me about plants and nature. I received my love for nature from my grandfather. He told me about how important it was for me to stay in school and to get my education. He taught me that being kind with other was the best way to earn others respects and friendships. I learned from him that no matter if I was having a bad day or was mad for some reason I should always help, be very polite and kind to other people.

My grandfather was a very wise, kind, and helpful man. He has a green thumb in gardening. He spent most of his life time in his garden. He grew all sorts of plants from roses, to trees, to vegetables. His job was a gardener for a plant store. He grew all sorts of plants for customers to buy and taught them how to plant and take care of their plants. Whenever my siblings and I came over his house he would taught us how to take care and grow our own plants. Afterwards he would let us choose either if we want to stay out in the garden with him to take care of the plants or we could go inside to play games. Most of the time all of my siblings and I would stay outside with my grandpa until it was time to eat.

Not only was my grandfather wise, kind, and helpful he was also a very hardworking man. Usually after a hard day at work people would go straight into their house and relax. Not my grandfather though, he would go straight out to the garden and afterwards spent time with all of his grandchildren. Whenever he got a chance he would tell us about how he lived in Vietnam where the family was so poor that they hardly have any rice to eat. He used to tell us about the Vietnam's War and how he was working alongside the American soldiers who were sent to Vietnam to help the Southern Vietnamese (democratic) fight against the Viet Cong (communist). He also told us about when he was traded in with another soldier and was allowed to go back home for a while. He had to take everyone in the family, twelve children and my grandma, into hiding when the bombing started.

He always taught us how to be a good person and how that will have a reward of its own for us later on in life. He told us that in order to be a good person was to be a hardworking, kind, helpful, polite, and good. Girls were to be very ladylike and must take care and protective of our own body. Boys were to be gentlemen and must be respectful of the girls' privacy. Girls and boys should not play around with each other in a way that was not appropriate. No one was to play games with relationship and love. We were told that if we were not ready to love or have commit to the other person love then we were to tell them we were sorry but we were not ready. We were not to go along with someone and made them think that we were honest and truly love them. My grandfather had always told us that honesty was the way to go no matter if the other person played around with our hearts we must stay honest. They could played around and it would come right back around to slap them in the face to show what they had done wrong. We were told that if we keep up with our honesty and loyalty we would be rewarded for our patient and truthfulness by life.

Each time he was finish teaching us a lesson he backed his lessons with real life stories. He told us about how each characteristic that he had taught us apply to everyday life and what type of rewards we get afterwards. He told us about how the characteristics that he taught were the foundation to our uncles and auntie success in life and their wealth. He told us about how he applied the characteristic and ended up with grandma to married. He told us about how the cheat, steal, lies, and many other characteristics would in the end harm us in a way that might even forced us in suicide.

All of our characteristics were mainly built up upon our grandfather advice and direction. We were now acting the way traditional Vietnamese children should act was all thanks to our wise grandfather. When he was alive he made sure that we did not go down the wrong path. Our grandfather loved all of us dearly. All of these actions were the ones that I missed the most from my grandfather.

After I heard about my grandfather's death I cried for a week or so, because I did not saw nor spent time with my grandfather before he passed away. To add more pain I could not to his funeral because it was taken place in Vietnam and I was still in school. My exams were coming up in a few days so my mother did not allow me to go back to Vietnam to go to my grandfather's funeral. My mother told me that day that my grandfather would not want me to miss my exams for his funeral. If I did missed it for him then he would be very sad, so I listened to my mother's words and did not went with my grandmother and my three uncles who were going back to attend my grandfather's funeral.

That was the worst day ever in my life to this very day it would still brings my pain and tears to remember that I have lost my grandfather. I did feel a little bit better now knowing that my beloved grandfather went to a better place. Everyone loses a special person or someone close to them sooner or later. Everyone has to live and die. No one can live forever in a human form but they can always live in the memories of the people who love and care for them. The day that a person who dies is not the end but just that he/she is starting a new journey of his/her life.

Rough Draft of Autobiography II

At the age of fourteen in my ninth grade year, my family and I received a very terrible new. I have lost the most important person to me. My grandfather had raise and took care of me while my parents were too busy working. It was the worst day ever for me to hear that my beloved grandfather had passed away on his visit back to Vietnam.

My family members call over here to America from Vietnam to tell my grandmother that my grandfather had passed away. He passed away with a smile on his face, very peaceful and happy. They say it seems like he knew he was leaving, because he told them to call grandma and tell her to live the rest of her life happy and safe. When they ask him do he want anything to eat he told them, "No thank you, I am leaving now to eat dinner with my father. No matter what happen in a few minutes no one is allowed to cry." With those last words he closed his eyes and pass away with a smile on his face.

I was very close to my grandfather more than anyone else. He was the one who saw how I grew up. He was the one who watch over me from day to night, while my parents were away. He was the one who sing a lullaby to calm me down to sleep. At the age of one and a half my grandfather taught me how to walk. He has always encouraged me to do my best no matter how many times I have fallen. When I was young I was very picky about my food. I did not like to eat at all. When I did not eat my grandfather always find a different ways that would be fun for me to eat my food.

Around the age of my teen years my grandfather still made sure that I would eat more and is in good health. He taught me about plants and nature. I received my love for nature from my grandfather. He told me about how important it is for me to stay in school and to get my education. He taught me that being kind with other is the best way to earn others respects and friendships. I learn from him that no if I am having a bad day is mad for some reason I should always help, be very polite and kind to other people.

My grandfather is a very wise, kind, and helpful man. He has a green thumb in gardening. He spends most of his life time in his garden. He grows all sorts of plants from roses, to trees, to vegetables. His job was a gardener for a plant store. He grew all sorts of plants for customers to buy and taught them how to plant and take care of their plants. Whenever my siblings and I come over his house he would taught us how to take care and grow our own plants. Afterwards he would let us choose either if we want to stay out in the garden with him to take care of the plants or we could go inside to play games. Most of the time all of my siblings and I stay outside with my grandpa until it was time to eat.

Not only was my grandfather wise, kind, and helpful he was also a very hardworking man. Usually after a hard day at work people would go straight into their house and relax. Not my grandfather though, he go straight out to the garden and afterwards spends time with all of his grandchildren. Whenever he gets a chance he would tell us about how he lived in Vietnam where the family is so poor that they hardly have any rice to eat. He use to tell us about the Vietnam's War and how he was working alongside the American soldiers who were sent to Vietnam to help the Southern Vietnamese (democratic) fight against the Viet Cong (communist). He also told us about when he was traded in with another soldier and was allowed to go back home for a while. He had to take everyone in the family, twelve children and my grandma, into hiding when the bombing started.

He always taught us how to be a good person and how that will have a reward of its own for us later on in life. He told us that in order to be a good person is to be a hardworking, kind, helpful, polite, and good. Girls are to be very ladylike and must take care and protective of our own body. Boys are to be gentlemen and must be respectful of the girls' privacy. Girls and boys should not play around with each other in a way that is not appropriate. No one is to play games with relationship and love. We were told that if we are not ready to love or have commit to the other person love then we are to tell them we are sorry but we are not ready. We are not to go along with someone and make them think that we honest and truly love them. My grandfather always told us that honesty is the way to go no matter if the other person plays around with our hearts we must stay honest. They can play around and it will come right back around to slap them in the face to show what they had done wrong. We were told that if we keep up with our honesty and loyalty we will be rewarded for our patient and truthfulness by life.

Each time he is finish teaching us a lesson he backed his lessons with real life stories. He told us about how each characteristic that he had taught us apply to everyday life and what type of rewards we get afterwards. He told us about how the characteristics that he taught are the foundation to our uncles and auntie success in life and their wealth. He told us about how he apply the characteristic and end up with grandma to married. He told us about how the cheat, steal, lies, and many other characteristics will in the end harm us in a way that might even force us in suicide.

All of our characteristics are mainly built up upon our grandfather advice and direction. We are now acting the way traditional Vietnamese children should act is all thanks to our wise grandfather. When he was alive he made sure that we did not go down the wrong path. Our grandfather loved all of us dearly. All of these actions are the ones that I missed the most from my grandfather.

After I heard about my grandfather's death I cried for a week or so, because I did not get to see nor spend time with my grandfather before he passed away. To add more pain I could not go to his funeral because it was taken place in Vietnam and I was still in school. My exams were coming up in a few days so my mother did not allow me to go back to Vietnam to go to my grandfather's funeral. My mother told me that day that my grandfather would not want me to miss my exams for his funeral. If I did miss it for him then he would be very sad, so I listen to my mother's words and did not go with my grandmother and my three uncles who were going back to attend my grandfather's funeral.

That was the worst day ever in my life to this very day it still brings my pain and tears to remember that I have lost my grandfather. I do feel a little bit better now knowing that my beloved grandfather is in a better place. Everyone loses a special person or someone close to them sooner or later. Everyone has to live and die. No one can live forever in a human form but they can always live in the memories of the people who love and care for them. The day that a person who dies is not the end but just that he/she is starting a new journey of his/her life.

Autobiography of Charles Darwin

Autobiography tells the reader more details about the person. It show the reader from the person point of view. A biography is just from someone else. That person may know a lot of information about that certain person but they do no know what that certain person is thinking or wanting to do at a certain point in life. The reader can only read and understand from a third person perspective not from the first person view. The reader can understand and picture the situation in that certain person life in more depth in an autobiography other than a biography. It is really worth reading if the reader wants to get into full details and understand more about that certain person then it is better to read an autobiography other than a biography. First person point of view most of the time is the best way to walk inside that certain person shoe. From a third person point of view sometimes it does not have all the detail that would be in an autobiography.

Rough Draft of Autobiography

• At the age of 14, I lost the most important person in my life, my grandfather. He was the one who has taken care of me and has helped my parents raised me. The day of his death was the worst day in my life.
• I am very close to my grandfather more than anyone else.
• I really do not care if other people found out that I cry a whole week after I heard the news that my grandfather has passed away on his visit back to Vietnam. I did not get to spend one last time with him nor did I get to go to his funeral. I do not mind if anyone found out but it is still painful to remember my grandfather's death.

First Assignments

Page 7:

1. The last time I wrote something fairly long and complicated was my AP English's essay last year.
2. First I had to think of a topic to write about. Then I jolt down my thoughts on a separate sheet of paper. Afterwards I just organize my thoughts into my essay. My purpose in writing the essay was so that my teacher can pinpoint my level of writing.

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1. split, lose, paused, considered, vanished, rounding, trailed, picked, follow, chased, smashed, entered, ran, kept, wound, glanced, expected, quit, strained, pounding, step, knew, thought, trained, knew, fling, point, forget, aim, dive, go, impelled, compelled, tore, choosing, find, slow, discovering, exhilarated, dismayed, save, give, losing, caught, and stopped.
2. paused, considered, vanished, rounding, trailed, picked, to follow, chased, smashed, entered, glanced, expected, strained, pounding, to fling, to point, impelled, compelled, choosing, to find, to slow, discovering, exhilarated, dismayed, losing, and stopped.
3. "He chased Mikey and me around the yellow house and up a backyard path we knew by heart: under a low tree, up a bank, through a hedge, down some snowy steps, and across the grocery store's delivery driveway. We smashed through a gap in another hedge, entered a scruffy backyard and ran around its back porch and tight between houses to Edgerton Avenue; we ran across Edgerton to an alley and up our own sliding woodpile to the Halls' front yard; he kept coming.

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1. city clothes, thin; suit and tie, street shoes, in his twenties, pants leg were wet, cuffs were full of snow, prow of snow beneath them on his shoes and socks, sainted, skinny, and furious redheaded.
2. "He began perfunctorily." He speaks in Pittsburgh accent with righteous anger and usual common sense.
3. A thin man dressed in a suit, tie, and street shoes chased two mischievous children all around until his pants and his clothes are either wet or stuffed with snow.

1. In Dillard's opinion of a perfect iceball is that it have to be made of perfectly white snow, perfectly spherical shaped, and squeezed perfectly translucent so that there are no snow remained all the way around.
2. Every Breath Tore My Throat - Dillard's throat and mouth is very dry from running with her mouth open. The cold air is making her feel this scratching in her throat when she breath in the cold winter air.

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1. "He began perfunctorily." "The point was that he had chased us passionately without giving up, and so he had caught us. Now he came down to earth. I wanted the glory to last forever."
2. "I wanted the glory to last forever"