the person that comes to mind hen i hear the word real hero is somebody that risks there life for anothers safety the qualities would not be a muscular person but somebody who puts there life before somebody else’s that one person would be captain Phillips he told his crew to bail and he would get in the lifeboat and risk his life for the crew.
I truely beleive that the united states government should be less democratic i beleive that once we have elected a president he should then be the one to make the decision for the whole country because we are the ones who elected him
The most dangerous question you can ask someone is what if. because you will always wonder what could have happened. it would be better to take action and find out rather than always wonder.
I believe the qualification for being able to vote should be you have to be a u.s citezen and have an idea whats going on. By taking a test before you vote. you should also have graduated college to show your educated. lastley you have to have a clean record to show your not a criminal.
I remember when the whites took me and my family away from our land. They killed some of the people that didn’t want to go. That one day stuck in my head still very vivid. It was in the middle of summer and the sun was right above us beating down on everybody. I’m lucky that I’m on a horse and don’t have to walk the many miles we already had to do. Some people aren’t that lucky. I look over and I see a woman burying her child, crying the whole time. This whole journey has been just a trail of tears with people burying people almost every mile, The white men say this trail is about 800 miles even though it seems a lot longer. I don’t know how people made it this far with this heat and scarce food and water, The nights are still cold and very harsh with no blankets for warmth. A lady came up to me begging for food when I don’t have enough for myself the white man don’t give us whole food just what they don’t finish. I will remember the screams and cries of those who have lost the loved ones but I will also remember the cheers of joy that I hear when we get to our destination and sett down to live our lives.
my freind and i did this so the bold was his words and the normal are mine
Two inmates are about to be executed. The guard goes to the first inmate “Do you have any last requests?” So the inmate says “since i am a big fan of music, i would like you to play “Everything I Do I Do It For You” by Brian Adams” Then the second inmate says “Kill me first”
an omish boy and his father enter a building. they see an elevator, which they have never seen before. scared, the father stands to the side to see what its about. he sees an old lady stroll in on her wheel chair. the doors closed and then opened a few sec later. a beautiful woman walks out.
the father turns to the son and says go bring your mother
The inmate on death row was scheduled to be put to death by firing squad the follow morning. Throughout the day, the prison guards were being very nice to him. But when they asked him if he wanted something specific for his last meal, he said he didn’t want anything special. When they asked if there was something special he wanted to do, he said nothing. It went on like this all day.
Finally, when he was put before the firing squad, the guard asked if he wanted a cigarette and a blindfold.
“No,” the inmate said, “just get it over with.”
“Well, is there anything that I can do for you before you go?” said the guard. “You didn’t even want a special last meal!”
The inmate thought. “Actually,” he said, “Music is my life. One thing I would really like would be to sing my favorite song, one whole time through, with no interruptions.”
The guard nodded and told him to go ahead.
The inmate started, “One billion bottles of beer on the wall…”
something i reduce reuse and recycle is a pencil because i sharpen it wich reduces it and then i write with it “reuse” then the pencil shavings are made into something else
should you define someone by there actions or there intentions.http://dmcordell.blogspot.com/after reading the artical, my answer is that you judge someone by their intentions. the publisher was very generouse to be concerned about the kids because if theres a bad image on the paper then kids shouldnt be able to see it. the publisher shouldnt be ridiculed for trying to help if you wanted the paper so bad then he shouldnt be held reliable when the parents come running to you.his intentions were good and that is all that matters because exp… you kill someone but you have changed in prison and your a good person now and you want to go out and change the world. should you be able to even though of your history…. the publishers intentions were to help the school system and thats what matters he never said no to the papers he said that they would call though to make sure it was ok with the school. so thats why you should be defined by your intentions.