Tuesday, October 5, 2010

*********THE STORY OF MAX'S LIFE, AND THE STORY OF MY LIFE***************





Max writes about his thoughts instead of about his life. He said that the thoughts felt true and they were more real than the letters he wrote to his family or best friend Walter Kugler. The pages were becoming a series of sketches which to him summed the events that had swapped his former life. Some of the sketches took minutes and others took hours. He said to himself when all the nonsense was over he would give the book to Liesel when she was old enough. Liesel was seeing sketches of Hitler and the nazis having meetings and all the dead bodys that the nazis had killed.

"Holy Christ,Liesel grasped you scared me Max."(pg.281)


Yes she did not shrink or step away. All I ask is a small part of anything we take. A dozen apples here or there. A few leftovers for me and my friend."(pg.273)
 


My life story is I was born on march 14th 1991 at Broadlawns medical center. My mom was 15 when she had me. When I was two  my mom had 3 other kids and she could no longer take care of us so we went to court and she signed her rights away. So then we went to foster care, and a couple weeks later I went to live with my grandma and my sister wnet to live with her grandma. Then when I was 5 I went to live with my dad and my older brother and my step mom. When I was 6 my brother molested me and I was scared and didn't know what to do so I waited to tell my dad until my brother moved out.  Life was going good all through my younger school years till I was 10 when my dad and step mom got a divorce. My dads new girlfriend had two sons and they were bad and my dad was always so angry. Then when I was about 13 or 14 my dad got back on drugs so I went to live back with my grandma. When I got in high school thats when my life started to change, I started hanging out with the wrong people and started drinking and always partying and never coming home.Then one day I got a phone call and it was my mom I hadn't talked to her in 10 years. My grandma couldnt handle me anymore so she sent me to live with my mom. My mom was not the person I thought she was gonna be. She was so angry and a alcoholic and a pot smoker, she made my life hell. When my little brother thats 1 was born she went to jail so I had to drop out of school and take care of him and my other little brother and my little sister. When she got out I couldn't   take it anymore so I moved out and went to live with my friend, Then I met my boyfriend. He was the nicest person I ever met. Then 5 months later I found out I was pregnant. Our relationship did not last because he was to controlling so I left him. Now here I am and I live with my grandma againand im prgnant still and im going to school. Thats my life story.

Works Cited:
Zusak, Markus.  The Book Thief.  NY:  Alfred A. Knopf, 2005.  Print.


 


1 comment:

  1. I am so excited to see your ultrasound picture!!! Look at that sweet little face:)

    I feel like we have some things in common from our childhoods. I didn't see my Dad from the time I was 8 years old, until I was 20. I can only imagine how hard it must have been to go live with a parent that you hadn't seen in a long time.

    I am very excited to see your writing skills improving, because you have such important life experiences to share. I know that if you keep writing and sharing your life with other young people, that you will really inspire others to carry on even in challenging situations.

    5/10:
    Comments for Revision:
    Make sure to add a Works Cited at the end and use proper format for your page numbers. Remember to incorporate your quotes into the body of your blog post, not just at the end.

    Be sure to do a spell check. Some of the errors I found include: "toughts" "bodys" "waas" "wekks"
    "Whemn" "controling"

    use proper capitalization. ex: Nazis, Broadlawns Medical Center

    confusing: "When i was took"

    run-on: "So then we went to foster care, and a couple wekks later i went to live with my grandma my dads mom and my sister thats a year younger than me went to live with her dads mom."

    run-on: "Then one day I got a phone call and it was my mom I hadnt talked to her in 10 years."

    proper usage of "two/too/to"

    run-on: "Now here I am and I live with my grandma again and im almost 7 months pregnant and I got myself back in school, in a program called gateway to college and when I get my diploma im gonna go to college for nursing."

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