Eddie walked out of the boats shower with nothing but a towel on, a small line of blood sliding down his forehead from where he had cut himself whilst shaving. He did a little dance and said something about a Spike Lee movie he had been watching. He smelled of leather and tobacco. Then serving up some rice into a small bowl, grabbing a spoon, he sat down and motioned for a can of cola. I reached into the boats mini fridge and handed him one. “Alaskan Amber night, Alaskan Amber night boy” he said, rocking back and forth grinning; his dead eye floating aimlessly as if it were looking out the side of the boats starboard window, off into the distance. It was a late Saturday night and Eddie was excited that our boat was heading inland. The stress of not working on a fishing boat was bad, and getting obliterated via draft beer and dope sounded like a good way to forget about my drama back home. Later that evening, each of us seven beers deep, Eddie and I sat outside of the Pit Bar. “I need that head like a dike, she got that head that I like”, Eddie said to me with a subtle smirk, motioning to …show more content…
We talked about Alaska. We talked about church and my parents. We talked about traveling and sports and the farm. We didn’t talk about Haley and we didn’t talk about our fights. Our conversation stayed light, but it meant so much. The simple act of having a civil conversation made us both realize that our dispute was over. The damage from our actions, had already been done, the lines in our faces said enough. We both knew that our friendship was over. We knew that we had both made mistakes and that our hearts would have to deal with that - and that was bad enough. We had decided to forget the past and start a new. No smiles, no handshakes, or hugs, were needed. Nothing was the same, and as we pulled into my parent’s driveway. I felt content for the first time in a long time. The “fighting days” were
Two Old Women: An Alaskan Legend Of Betrayal, Courage And Survival by Velma Wallis is a novel that highlights the themes of loyalty, old age, betrayal, and the power of friendship between women. The two women named Sa' and Ch'idzigyaak fight for their lives in the cold Alaskan territory, after their tribe decides to leave and label them as weak. The two women survive by thriving off each other’s friendship and knowledge to help weather the bitter cold. In the process of being left by their tribe The People many realizations are made by the women, that later shape their viewpoints on forgiveness.
Hoping my apology is enough… She smiles. ‘I’m really sorry too.’ Relief floods through me. I throw my arms around her and hug her so tight that she actually lets out a little squeak,” (Page 222). When Rachel and Marisol, two long time best friends, get in a major fight, the only thing left to do is turn around and forgive one another - which is
I accepted the fact that I would only see my brother sometimes. I had faith that my brother wouldn’t forget about me. From the way he was crying, I knew he didn’t want to leave. I had seen a different side of my brother. This side was a fragile and emotional side.
This book invokes many different emotions. In the beginning, the plot made me feel happy and elicited laughter; especially when Miles meets his new roommate and has an awkward yet funny interaction, is given the nickname “Pudge” ironic to his skinny figure, and introduced to Alaska and Takumi. When Pudge got pranked by some Weekday Warriors (rich kids of their school), it was nice to see that his new friends stood up for him, despite the fact that they just meet him not long ago. This story also invoked anger.
It was then that I finally met my much older Aunt and Uncle. Sadly, my aunt’s relationship was the same as my mom’s and her mom. They wasn’t close and was very much at odds with one another. It was later when I understood, how the emotional disconnect trickled down from generation to generation. The emotional trauma and misbalance effected everyone.
It was in those moments that I realized I wanted to share my story. I began to make mental notes of the most meaningful, and sometimes poignant, moments of the story of transition for myself and my children. So many of them happened over dinner. It 's amazing the wonder and spontaneity that can come from what otherwise might be seen as a planned, regulated, and limited scheduled visit. Perspective is so
We went to Hawaii over the summer and watched your parents get remarried and they have been together 20 years that is great but we have been together 2 years this year, and everything seems to have changed this year ever since we went back to school. After Hawaii we moved in together I thought it was the most wonderful thing in the world that we were able to move in together. I loved the simple fact that we were going to be able to come home to one another and love each other every night.
We pulled up to the mailbox, and my father stepped out of the driver’s seat to go check the mail. The car fell silent with great anticipation until he came back with magazines, newspapers, advertisements, but what stood out the most were three envelopes with the emblem of the Merced City School District. Not even three minutes in of opening the envelopes I began to bawl. The week prior to receiving the mail I had already knew in advance what to expect in the envelope; however, I couldn’t control what was going to happen in this situation. My father opened the envelope with my name on it, and an expression of disappointment made way to his face.
Alaska Mom, Dad, Abby, and I went hiking on the border of the Yukon and Alaska. At the trailhead we saw some really bizarre birds, I couldn’t wait! “Do you hear that hissing?” mom said puzzled.
After that we soon departed on our way to where my baby brother was being kept. My heart was pounding, it felt as if someone was using my heart as a drum. Once we entered the room and I first glanced eyes on my little brothers I thought wow they are so tiny. This is it, I’m officially an older brother I think about how my older brother treated me, I always knew he loved me as a younger brother but I still feel like he wasn’t the older brother he should have been.
Sweet Pea POV After running in the hospital and the nurses and doctor ran off into a operating room with Cassia. I was pacing back and forth and I called FP to let him know his niece was in the hospital because of some ghoulies attacked her. After about a hour the doctor came out and asked "Ryder?"
Even though it had not went well, my mother was there to bring me up after I had just humiliated myself in front of a girl that I had liked for quite a while. She made me realize that confidence and courage play an essential role in receiving what you are passionate to recieve. It was Tuesday, but this Tuesday didn’t feel like every other normal day that I experience at school. I had been pretty depressed a few weeks before that day. I had felt that I had just wanted to jump out of the old layer of gloom and enter a layer of happiness and sunshine.
Despite their divorce, they looked after me in unison. My time was divided amongst both of them. Half of the year, I resided at my father’s residence and the other half at my mother’s apartment. Their houses were just a ten minute drive from each other so I was never far away from either of them. Every Saturday night, we would have dinner together
It all began with a simple phone call one night after dinner, “Joe,” my father hollered up the stairs, “it’s for you. It’s Jackie, and she sounds upset.” As I stormed downstairs to pick up the phone, I was fuming. I was tired and had looked forward to a nice quiet evening at home, not another arbitrary adventure with Jackie.
This situation changed our family’s life course. This was the best learning experience and maturing that I could have received. I become a better mother and soon to be wife by realizing that I now have a family of my