"Hey ma let me know a story about Granky!" I exclaimed to my mother. The story I was about to hear would intrigue me for the rest of the night and days to come.
I was looking for an old story about my grandfather who was an immigrant from County Kerry, Ireland. And I was soon to find that the Irish immigrants were hard and strong workers. Owen Conway came to this country in the 30's to live with his uncle in Boston.
When he came to America he was trained as a third class Fire Marshall and soon recieved a job from the Fanny Farmers Corporation in Cambridge, MA and was quick to take the opening.
As a third class Fire Marshall my grandfathe was in charge of maintaining and inspecting the boilers that ran the candy making machines that produced the famous candy that Fanny Farmers was famous for. One late night shift under his usual rutine my grandfather was checking on a boiler when a steam line faltered and sent a shimmering shower of scalding steam towards his face and chest. Granky was scalded on his chest and his face. His burns were so severe that hi plain, white work shirt was burnt to his bear skin.
"Your grandfather is a strong Irish brute." my mother exclaimed to me that Sunday afternoon. I soon learned that my grandfathers hard work ethic made him to remain in the factory, his shirt burnt to his skin, out of respect towards the company and the fact that he was the only man in the factory and had his obligation to complete his job and shift.
"I am Irish, hard working, we came here to work, and the hard work we did Dan" my grandfather told me that night.
His hard work ethic showed me many important aspects of my life, who I am, and where I live. I learned that I was under a long line of hard working Irish fishermen from the area of Valentia Island. I learned that the Irish were hard workers and came to this country for its wonderful oppurtunities.
My grandfather was the average American, a hard, blue coller worker. His qualities and work ethic inspired me and showed me what it was to be a great American, Father,and Grandfather. I am proud to have such a story to pass on to my kids in the future, and also to have such a wonderful man to call my Granky.
Nature will forever be here, all around us,
never leaving us. Nature is seen with the keen sight of the aware eye.
Never will the human be able to notice all of natures minute details
looking for the obvious. For when you look between the lines does the
true beauty of American nature lie. This beautiful American nature is
found in the most obscure places, for me it was between a brown fence
struck with the black decaying force which slowly eats away at its rough
wood texture and two enormous oak tree’s.
The leaves rustle with the brawny New England wind that carries the
smell of the fall season. The squirrels collecting their storage of
chestnuts to store for the upcoming winter scuffle across the fallen
leaves. The oak tree now begins to show signs of its slow winter death.
From the changing off leaves to the death of the grass, death is found
all around us. Death comes in many forms, some may be seen as such a
beauty that thousands of people from around the world come to our New
England areas to view the foliage of our tree’s.
Why is such beauty found in places that we least expect it? Thoreau
and Emerson both saw nature as it was meant to be. This type of
transcendentalist thought has brought my mind to see what for years the
two famous authors scribed about. To look at nature is to look at the
natural beauty of the natural way of life. The orange, yellow, and red
tapestries in which the tree’s display around us bring peace and beauty
through the deliverance of death. For this type of death is that of a
quiet stalker which comes in the form of a cold, bitter New England wind
and the harsh snow which acts as a blanket covering all that is to be
dispersed in the upcoming spring.
For my hidden wonder of nature has now been struck with the quick
death of the upcoming winter. This placed may not be noticed at all by
any people but sitting and watching the natural way of life opens the eyes
to the true beauty of nature. But not just any nature, our American
nature land of the free and home of the brave. I am proud to have such a
wonder of American nature just a five minuet walk from my front door.
Another Normal Day Down the CM
Hey Scott, how ya doing today? Another day at Catholic Memorial begins on
this usual light question.
Oh not bad! Exclaimed Scott as he was about to explain to me his
usual weekend rutine with the girlfriend and innapropriate stories which
cannot be told in this essay.
"Listen Dan I was out wicked late last night with Christina and I didn't
have any time to do my homework, let me see your work kid."
"Yeah Scott do ya ever do your own work man? I mean comon' you
take my homework every day kid!"
The normal CM response I know here! "Dan remember this is CM,
why would I do my own work!" exclaims Scott as begs and moans for my daily
Mr. Lane math homework.
"Of course Scott, because as you know cheating is the strong
point in our society and is totally accepted." As Scott copies all of my
homework he does not realize that he is basically ruining his life for
cheating seems all right and ok to him when the reality and truth is that
when you cheat you only cheat yourself.
Yes indeed most students here are a bit lazy and seem never to do
there own work, but of course where there is bad you may always find good.
Cm has this sort of lable as a kick-back, simple school where honor roll
and great grades is a simple and mere trask.
Maybe the chants of "Hey let me see the math" and "man you think I
am gonna actually read chapter 4" is what gives us this name. Its ok for
some but to others this name that is tacked onto CM starts from the
students themselves, cheating on all your work is no way to exterminate
this name that is tacked onto the pride and honor of our school.
"Yeah Dan, I understand where your coming from, but today will be
my last day I copy your work, I promise!"
As every day I hear this same typical comment from his mouth and
yes I am a are greater for falling for his normal day stories but maybe I
will help him understand that the path of cheating is not one he wants to
be one. Especially with college coming up in his future!
Walt Whitman is the
average American, and his background is seen throughout his long poetic
life. He has loved his home land since his childhood and remembers all the
great days of his childhood growing up in the American society. Walt
Whitman’s “I Hear America Singing” displays the pride, courage, and unity
of the American people. It displays the pride in the American way, our
strong courage as a people, and the unity that each American possesses is
widely displayed throughout this poem. Whitman uses the art of language to
bring across the morals and character of the American people.
Through his crisp and precise descriptions of the American workforce
and work ethic Walt Whitman brings across the strong central pride that
Americans all posses in their daily lives. “Each singing what belongs to
him or her and to none else, The day what belongs to the day-at night the
party of young, robust, friendly”. This phrase displays the respect that
the American has for each other and the pride in their lives and industry.
The American in this poem has his own pride in what he does and only what
he does, for he understands that everyone has their own place in order to
make up their unique society. Whitman understands the feelings of the
average American through his writings of the character and feelings of the
many different craft workers that make up America and its strength.
Whitman’s words are presented in a manner that displays the true
courage and honor of the American worker. His use of language shows them
to be the hard workers that are not the millionaires of America or the
CEO’s of a major American industry, they are hidden and are what builds
the backbone of America and its people. “The woodcutter’s song, the
ploughboy’s on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at
sundown.” Whitman’s description of the American and his trade brings
across the courage of the American worker and entrepreneur. Through
explaining the individual tasks of each worker their courage is seen
through their dedication, they seem to think that what they are doing is
honest work and strong work and they have the courage to look past that
some day they may lose their job or their profession may not be needed.
This poem is filled with symbols of the American people that strikes many
Americans in the after light of September 11th.
The unity of the American people is passive through Whitman’s
description of the American people and their love and care for each other.
“Singing with open mouths their melodious songs”. Whitman’s feeling of
love is shown through their respect for each others professions, for each
American sings his own song and not of one of another profession. Whitman
loves America and his characters also love each other, for it is unity
that makes America so strong in times of sorrow and pain.
Together these ideals of American society make up the backbone of
Walt Whitman’s “I Hear America Singing“ . Whitman allows his art of poetry
to express his ideals and feelings of American pride on the pages of his
poems throughout his long life. Whitman is the classic American poet, his
poems show his strength as a loving American through his praise of the
American worker throughout his poem, “I Hear American Singing“.