What I wish to transform in the world

Hello Readers,

As you can probably tell from the title, today I will be writing about what I wish to transform in the world. Enjoy!

Some might ask, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" Well essentially choosing your future is almost the same as choosing what you wish to transform in the world. What you choose to be in your life is choosing what you wish to help to do in the world. What I would hope to do to transform the world would most likely be giving other children in developing countries the opportunity to education and the same necessities that we have here in the U.S. I want others to have the same opportunities to transform the world, the same opportunities that we are given here at Laguna. That is what I wish to do to transform the world.   

"The New Kid" by Murray Heyert

Dear Marty,
    I remember from long ago what we used to do to pass the time. We almost always used to play punchball, chalking up the pavement before each game. But what will always stay in my mind is the day the new kid came along. The new kid was different compared to us, but yet we did need him to play ball, so we let him join in. But he didn’t see us the same when he left, he saw us differently. After the new kid had crouched from the ball, afraid of it, we started giving him a hard time, teasing and bullying him. And what I remember doing was punching the poor kid, not giving him a chance, blow after blow. I lost it in that short time, not thinking. Finally, when I came to my senses and stopped, we let him go, but not before taking a step towards him and making him bolt. Those were the good old days.

    I now remember why I did this nonsense, and looking back at it I now regret it. Sending the new kid in the neighborhood running home crying seemed fun at the moment, but now, not so much. I’m finally starting to remember why I did this violent act. All I wanted was to fit in with the crew, not wanting to be the kid who didn’t have any friends. So when my ‘friends’ called upon me to beat the new kid up, I didn’t hesitate. Why would a person ever punch a smaller kid for messing up in a game? Why, each day I ask myself this, regretting that act. If I had one wish, I would want to time travel back and act differently in this situation, to stand up for the poor kid.

   Young Marty, I want to give you this piece of advice that you should give your son. But first, promise me to be a caring and loving father and to stop bullying if you ever see it. I want you to tell your son to stand up for what might not seem right at the moment, but to act upon his gut. Maybe if I had stood up for the new kid and not beaten him up, I wouldn’t be writing this letter. But the reality is that you might think something is right in your mind but actually, it isn’t. If you or your son is ever put in the same situation we were in, stand up for left out person and maybe you’ll end up having a good friendship. Just remember young Marty, don’t discriminate others and don’t judge a person by their looks.

Sincerely,
                Marty

My Thoughts on the Civil War (Black Union Solider)

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Today I will be doing a RAFT writing assignment. I will be writing as a Black Union Solider writing to his mother. Enjoy!

My Thoughts on the Civil War

 Hello Mother,

I am not sure if you are going to be getting this message or even if its you. It's been so long since we have talked. I escaped from the south and became a black union solider. I have only fought in one war so far for the Union. The journey from the south was a tough one, evading the slave catchers and almost avoiding the whole southern community. I just made it in time to the Union and offered my help to them. They gladly accepted and soon enough we had our own black regiment. We were quickly deployed to the battle of Gettysburg. Those three days were the worst if have ever experienced. I lost almost all my friends to the confederates. But at the end it was worth it, a well deserved win. The civil war was a bloody battle but was fought for a good cause, to free us negros from slavery and the terrors of the south. Hope to find and see you soon mother.