First Semester Senior POL
Truth Of War Project
Truth of War for a Soldier
Original : "A soldier is normal until he goes to war, then he will never fully live again. The war affects soldiers emotionally and physically. The soldier was once a happy child now, while on leave, he is a dead child. He cannot understand why the people around him can live in peace when the world he lives in is full of horror and dark days."
New: " Soldiers may come home alive but will return from war dead. The affects from war will leave a soldier damaged and torn to pieces. Pieces that will never be reassembled, pieces that continue to fall of slowly as their humanity is striped from their soul just like their childhood was striped from their bones as soon as they set foot onto the battlefield."
Original : "A soldier is normal until he goes to war, then he will never fully live again. The war affects soldiers emotionally and physically. The soldier was once a happy child now, while on leave, he is a dead child. He cannot understand why the people around him can live in peace when the world he lives in is full of horror and dark days."
New: " Soldiers may come home alive but will return from war dead. The affects from war will leave a soldier damaged and torn to pieces. Pieces that will never be reassembled, pieces that continue to fall of slowly as their humanity is striped from their soul just like their childhood was striped from their bones as soon as they set foot onto the battlefield."
Sense Of Place Project
Sense of Place Essay
Lines: "As the ducky rocked slowly back and forth with the tide, I concentrated on the feeling of the warm sun on my skin, the ageless red canyons directing the flow of the river, the sand, shrubs and occasional wildlife on the banks that guided us"
Lines: "As the ducky rocked slowly back and forth with the tide, I concentrated on the feeling of the warm sun on my skin, the ageless red canyons directing the flow of the river, the sand, shrubs and occasional wildlife on the banks that guided us"
College Essay
Lines: "As I stare out amongst the sea of rust colored needles surrounding me in every possible direction, the sun plays hide and go seek, peeking up and around each canyon as it sluggishly starts rising into the sky"