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Bless Me, Ultima
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6 Word Memoir- Antonio
6 Word Memoir-Ultima
Through suffering I realized my fate.
Not a witch, just a person.
Cultural Influences
6 Word Memoir- Narciso
6 Word Memoir- Gabriel
Town drunk, but a life saver.
I just wanna drink and move.
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Through the loss of innocence one gains understanding.
The End Of The Innocence
by: Don Henley
Through the loss of innocence one gains understanding
Loss of Innocence
by Casey Stewart
Through the loss of innocence one gains understanding
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/donhenley/theendoftheinnocence.html
Curiosity grows, finding new ground
Temptation breaks all resistance
Dark discoveries flood in
Innocence swept away
Sinfull satisfaction sweeps over
Curiosity laughs, temptation has won
Sources change, sin remains
Innocence is dead, replaced
Solemn days, no surprises
The sun shines over cold flesh
A warm heart beats, needing joy
Content for now, a mind wanders
Innocence has been lost...
Braci Cook
Ashlee Hankins
Through the loss of innocence, one gains understanding.
"When Children Lose Their Innocence" - Poem by Francis Duggan
Theme: Through the loss of innocence on gains understanding
The innocence of childhood it is a marvellous thing
And all children are untainted in their life's early Spring
But by the time they've reached their teens their innocence they've lost
And the experience that we gain from age always comes at a cost.
When children lose their innocence they lose their gift of joy
The joy that comes from innocence in every young girl and boy
Compared to us young children see life quite differently
Of the guilt of corruption they are completely free.
I have such happy memories of when I was a boy
My childhood years were happy years but time just seemed to fly
And the experience that I've gained from life it came at a great cost
For I lost something beautiful when innocence I lost.
"Innocence Lost" Amy Grant
Sarah Newlen
I can't relive my life
I can't retrace my tracks
I can't undo what's done
There is no going back
I chased a selfish dream
Did not survey the cost
Illusions disappeared
I've found my innocence lost
Some say it's lessons learned
Some say it's a living life
I say it's choices made
Knowing wrong from right
One night I fought to sleep
In my slumber I turned and tossed
I woke to a cloudy day
And found my innocence lost
Innocent child is a beautiful thing
Secure in her father's arms
Sleeps while a mother sings
There's no way to know
All the harm this world can bring
I miss my innocence
Oh, to be innocent
My heavenly Father
The way of eternal love
That overflows with grace
I can completely trust
My broken heart repaired
And all my sin forgot
I can be pure again
In spite of my innocence lost
In his eyes I'm a newborn child
'cause I accept his love
I have a newfound hope
Though I've found my innocence lost
I can be pure again
I've found my innocence lost
Katherine Hernandez
Katherine H.
Police Seize 10 Children From Home school Family Because They're Off The Grid
by: Off the Grid News
Conflicting religion and cultures can lead to internal struggle
Through the loss of innocence one gains understanding.
Early Childhood
by: Donald Zolan
Through the loss of innocence one gains understanding
http://www.offthegridnews.com/current-events/police-seize-10-children-from-off-grid-family-because-theyre-homeschooled/
Ashlee Hankins
Braci Cook
The Scream By Edvard Munch
Through the loss of innocence, one gains understanding.
"The Age of Innocence"
By: Sir Joshua Reynolds
Sarah Newlen
Syria's traumatized refugee children will be the ones to rebuild their country
By Cassandra Nelson, Special for CNN
Updated 10:56 AM ET, Sat August 24, 2013
The UNHCR has announced that we have reached the one millionth Syrian child refugee mark. It is a terrifying statistic if you really digest it and don't just read it as a sanitized account of a tragic war.
I've been working with Mercy Corps responding to the Syrian refugee crisis for over a year and have met hundreds of refugees, many of them children.
Recently I was at one of our activity centers in Baalbek, Lebanon, where we work with traumatized children. Most of the kids were participating in the organized games and activities, but on the sidelines I saw a little boy sitting alone and staring at nothing.
I approached him to see if he was OK, but he didn't look at me. As I came closer I saw his hair had patches of grey at the temples. He was frail and his brows furrowed with worry. He was clearly a boy, but looked very old. He told me his name was Mustafa.
When I first asked him to tell me what had happened in Syria he didn't answer me. He just looked away and pretended not to hear. His eyes were dark and unreadable. He seemed to be holding terrible secrets inside.
I tried another tack and asked him if he had any brothers or sisters. Slowly Mustafa replied that he had six siblings. After some coaxing, Mustafa opened up and told me a little more. He was 12 years old and lived in Aleppo, Syria, before he came to Lebanon with his family six months ago.
In Syria, Mustafa lived in a home on a large plot of land. He spent his days at school with his friends, and then came home and took care of his lambs. He was raising six lambs and caring for them was his favorite part of the day.
The family home in Aleppo was near a weapons factory that was under the control of the government forces. For the first two years of the conflict, there wasn't any significant fighting in the area, so the family hadn't made plans to leave. But six months ago, the Free Syrian Army (FSA) began an attack to try to take over the weapons factory. Without any warning, the family found themselves in the middle of a war zone.
Mustafa recalled how the bombs started falling near their house and the ground shook under his feet. He remembered his mother screaming and his sisters crying. Finally his parents told the children that they had to leave immediately. Mustafa tried to go out to the field to gather his lambs, but his father forbade him.
At this point, Mustafa stopped speaking. He sat silently, holding back a flood of tears.
His elder sister, Fatima, joined us and helped to complete his story. The family started to run from the house, toward the village. She pulled Mustafa away from the house as they fled. Every time she let go of his hand, he kept trying to run to get his lambs, even as the bombs were coming closer and closer.
The family managed to flee the village and spent two days on a cramped bus to reach Lebanon. They had to cross many checkpoints along the route. Some were run by government troops, others by rebel militias or FSA. At each checkpoint the bus would stop and men with guns would force some of the passengers to get off the bus, and then the bus would go on without them. Fatima didn't remember anyone speaking during the long trip. It was as if everyone was holding their breath, but at night she could hear people crying in the dark.
The family arrived in Baalbek with only the clothes they were wearing. They didn't have any friends or relatives in Lebanon and there are no official refugee camps, so they rented part of a house to live in. The family of nine members is crowded into two rooms that serve as their kitchen, living area, bathroom and sleeping quarters. During the winter it was cold and damp and the roof leaked. Now, in the blazing summer heat, the small space is like an oven.
Since arriving in Lebanon, Mustafa and his siblings have not attended school. Like most refugee kids, they face language barriers as Syrian children are educated in Arabic, while in Lebanon education is provided primarily in French or English. The school is overcrowded and they don't have money for buses and school supplies. Mustafa spends most of his days helping his parents. He misses his lambs and says he is lonely and hasn't made any friends yet.
Mustafa is not an isolated case. Mercy Corps has conducted regular assessments of the psychosocial health of refugee children in Lebanon and found that more than 55% of the youth assessed experience constant fear that something bad will happen and are unable to express their feelings about the conflict. Almost half (46%) feel disconnected from others and have trouble making friends, and more than two-thirds (70%) have
As the number of refugees forced to flee Syria's civil war continues to grow rapidly, one number stays the same -- more than half of them are children. Every day, thousands more are ripped from their homes and schools, left with painful memories of violence and confusion over what they've lost. Many of them live in constant fear and uncertainty and have lost hope for the future.
Mercy Corps has been focused on protecting these youngest refugees since the start of the crisis. We created safe spaces and developed constructive activities where they can heal from trauma, build friendships and develop critical life skills. We are helping meet their families' basic needs, while continually finding new ways to ensure their emotional health and development are not forgotten.
The reality is that we don't know when this crisis will end. But when it does, these children will be the ones left to rebuild their lives and their country.
Today, was Mustafa's first time attending a Mercy Corps youth program. He started the day out alone on the margins of the activities. But after some counseling and a lot of encouragement from our staff, he joined the other children. I watched him throughout the day and saw him start to relax, make friends and even laugh a few times. And as he was leaving, he promised me he'd be back for the next session.
http://www.cnn.com/2013/08/23/opinion/syria-million-child-refugees-mercy-corps/
Katherine H.
Through the loss of innocence one gains understanding
Through the loss of innocence, one gains u
Katherine H.
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"There are so many dreams to be fullfilled, but Ultima says a man's destiny must unfold itself like a flower...and no one else meddling in it" (Anaya 223).
"You have to choose between the god of the church, or the beauty that is here and now" (Anaya 237).
"I saw Lupito lifted off his feet and hurled backward by the bullets" (Anaya 22).
" The owl had always been there. It sang to me the night my brothers came home from the war, and in my dreams I sometimes saw it guiding their footsteps as they stumbled through the dark streets of their distant cities" (Anaya 257).
Ultima's Owl and The Golden Carp
"Why must I witness so much violence!" (Anaya 243).
"They killed the owl and made Ultima powerless" (Anaya 175).
Ashlee Hankins
"When the gods had turned the people into carp, the one kind god who loved the people grew very sad" (Anaya 80).
Ashlee Hankins
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Comparison- Gabriel
Golden Carp and Owl
Ultima's Owl & The Golden Carp
"I do not fish for carp. It is bad luck" (Anaya 79).
"At that moment I heard Ultima's owl hoot
a danger cry outside" (Anaya 127).
Katherine H.