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Dear Friend, The day I heard about Emitt Till’s murder washed away the confidence I had left to be myself. When I saw Emitt’s tortured lifeless body, I became terrified. I finally recognized the harm humankind can create. When it was announced to the public that a black boy, Emitt Till, was killed by a white crew of people for whistling at a white woman, I felt extremely unimportant. From the start, my family believed all people should be treated and seen as equal beings. The hope of this recognition coming true completely vanished after Emitt Till’s death. Further, the value of black people in the minds of white people was very diminutive. I started feeling even more disempowered after the incident than I ever have in my life. I felt completely restrained from expressing myself in any way. The characteristics that once described me were no longer valid. I quickly came to realization that Emitt Till’s death affects my future behavior severely. As a result of Emitt’s death, I became hesitant and I immediately held myself back from actions and behaviors that I originally would have carried out. These reactions changed the way I supposedly would have behaved in the future. This is a huge favor because it saves me from approaching a situation much like Emitt’s. The case of Emitt Till illuminates the conditions of racism during the time period. His story reaches out to many people and dramatically changes their lives, distinctively mine. Sincerely, Marcy A different way of looking at it. Good job. Good job Marcy! You put a lot of feeling into this rather then describing it, it was really good! The first sentence is so deep and powerful, I really like it. It just helps support the rest of it. Very good job!-Rachel

Good job explaining your reactions..I like you made a personal type connection, too. -Caroline

I like how you tied in the idea that what happened to Emitt changed your life. Good Job! -Monica

Kayla: I like how you said that you did not think you would be able to express yourself. Overall you did a nice job at relating yourself to Emitt.

Marcy, i think you did a really good job explaining your thoughts and feelings about the situation. i liked how you expressed how this misfortune made you feel. --Megan Leutner

Very heartfelt, by the end I could feel what you were trying to express. Great word choice, and it was very clever to relate to Emitt in so many ways.--Jess

Kayla: I like how you made it seem like you were really in the time period. Nice word choices.

Marcy- I really liked your word choice! It sounds very realistic and you were very effective at expressing your emotions and the extent of them. Good job! -Sanjana Thirumalai Great job Marcy! Your word choices and the imagery in your letter make it enjoyable to read even with the subject of it. I love how you answer every part of the question in detail. ~Meghann

Sounded very realistic and heartfelt. Great letter.-Dan

Dear Mrs. Brooks, I am very sorry but I could not do my homework last night. A crazy, unbelievable thing happened to my family last night. My parents were captured by pirates and taken aboard their ship. My brother and I went out on a hunt to find the ship and capture my parents back to our possession. This was a very dangerous adventure that we set out to do, but it was indeed mandatory if we ever wanted to eat again. The first thing my brother and I did once we located the ship on a lake in the middle of our neighborhood, was plot out how we would get onboard. We came to the conclusion that my brother would wait on land and I would swim to the boat and climb a rope hanging down in the water onto the ship. Once I got to the ship I realized the rope was not a rope but an extremely long snake. It was very scary, but I managed to use the snake to get on deck without being bitten. After I was onboard, I tried my best not to be seen. I looked around and tried to listen to where my parents could be. All of the sudden I realized people were singing. I ran to the voices and saw maybe 50 pirates singing songs with some kind of drinks in their hands. Then, I noticed a small vent whole on the floor leading to the pit of the ship. When I looked through the vent, I saw my parents all tied up!! My new plan was to sneak down there and untie them without being heard by the intoxicated pirates. Once I got the vent open I jumped down and untied my parents. Then, all of us quickly ran back to the snake and slid down into the water and swam to where my brother was still standing. Fortunately everyone was fine and we ran back home to catch a few hours of sleep before school, leaving me no time to do my homework.

Are humans inherently good or evil?

Humans are not inherently good or evil. The society is extremely inquisitive. Many people listen to gossip to catch any signs of individuals’ flaws, and many highlight the bad parts of situations. However, many people do the right thing by ignoring these falsified inaccuracies, but why? Are people only doing the right things because they know it is right, or are they doing it to avoid punishment? The stance of being good or evil depends on the actions a person conducts and the gossip they are willing to believe. As a result of the influence from the society and others, a person changes their initial purity by choosing the path of either “good” or “evil”.

What does Mrs. Danvers want to show the narrator in the west wing?

Mrs. Danvers crept the narrator into the dark, spooky, and mysterious west wing. While walking down the halls to the rooms, cobwebs clung to their bodies and spiders scurried on the floor. Lights flickered and chills immediately went up Mrs. de Winter's spine. Mrs. Danvers opened the first door on the left causing screeching to fill the empty halls. The narrator was terrified of what she was about to see. The thought of her knowing Maxim's past was beginning to haunt her. She knew that Rebecca must have stayed in one of the rooms in the west wing. The narrator's thoughts were pushed away when Mrs. Danvers flicked on the lights. To the astonishment of the narrator, the room was filled the sweet smell of strawberries and peaches. As she poked her head in the doorway, she saw rows and rows of jams and jellies. This anged Mrs. de Winters, and she wondered why Maxim never told her about this hobbie. While Mrs. de winter was scraching her head in wonder, Mrs. Danvers swiftly moved to another room across the hall. This room was even more shocking. The narrator blinked her eyes trying to make sense of what she was seeing. The walls of this room was filled with pictures of people; possibly grandparents or village people. The narrator was confused. She thought, "Maxim said he did not have very much family living, who could all these people be? Why did he not mention them? They must be important if he has a room to hold their portraits." She was beginning to feel furious and Mrs. Danvers was smiling at her with a crooked mouth and a twinkle in her eye. For the maid was on to something. As Mrs. Danvers showed Mrs. de Winters more and more rooms with things that suprised her, she was becoming happier. She laughed to herself as the narrator was collapsing with saddenss. Mrs. Danvers wanted Mrs. de Winter to feel as if Maxim did not tell her anything about himself. By showing her the rooms on the west wing, where the hobbies of his and his previous wife were kept, the narrator was feeling put down. Mrs. de winters felt second to Rebecca, just as Mrs. Danvers had hoped.