Victoria Cumming Mr. Bouzanis ENG4C May 15th Can Hardship and suffering lead to new understandings about one’s self and others? Yes, I believe that hardship and suffering often lead to new understandings about one’s self and others. I understand that there is a large potential for negative effects, however, I still strongly believe that challenging experiences can serve as profound lessons for most individuals. These challenges provide knowledge and resilience, enabling people to not only overcome adversity, but also extend support to others facing similar struggles. In The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls, Jeannette, and Rex undergo transformative journeys amidst poverty and instability. Looking at these characters' experiences will help me
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I believe I have a stronger connection or understanding of Jeannette Walls and her narrative in "The Glass Castle." even more so than the average reader who is also given a good insight into her life and struggles. I was forced to adapt to new environments and people constantly. I remember feeling isolated in my foster home, being the only kid around my age. There was an older sister who was almost never home and a baby boy who I helped take care of. The night I was taken in, I had a large pink stuffed unicorn with a purple glittery horn. It was the only thing I took with me because there was no planning or packing; it was a quick house switch in the night. I remember sitting on the couch holding onto my unicorn when the mom took it away, saying the other kids could be allergic to the detergent it was washed in. I slept alone that night in a room in a house surrounded by people I didn't know or trust. Without my stuffed animal, my only sense of home. This experience taught me resilience and the importance of adaptability. Similar to Jeannette and her siblings being left behind with their grandma Erma while her parents left for a while back to Phoenix. Visiting my mom twice a week at a special building provided some stability, making Mondays and Wednesdays my favorite days. I had a photo of my mom stuck to the wall beside my bed in my foster home and I would cry and wish every night to go back home. Switching schools three times that year added to the instability, each move meant leaving behind friends and familiar surroundings, which was particularly difficult during my formative years. with the final move, allowing me to live with my mom again. Second grade became a blur due to the frequent changes, causing me to fall behind in school and
I believe I have a stronger connection or understanding of Jeannette Walls and her narrative in "The Glass Castle." even more so than the average reader who is also given a good insight into her life and struggles. I was forced to adapt to new environments and people constantly. I remember feeling isolated in my foster home, being the only kid around my age. There was an older sister who was almost never home and a baby boy who I helped take care of. The night I was taken in, I had a large pink stuffed unicorn with a purple glittery horn. It was the only thing I took with me because there was no planning or packing; it was a quick house switch in the night. I remember sitting on the couch holding onto my unicorn when the mom took it away, saying the other kids could be allergic to the detergent it was washed in. I slept alone that night in a room in a house surrounded by people I didn't know or trust. Without my stuffed animal, my only sense of home. This experience taught me resilience and the importance of adaptability. Similar to Jeannette and her siblings being left behind with their grandma Erma while her parents left for a while back to Phoenix. Visiting my mom twice a week at a special building provided some stability, making Mondays and Wednesdays my favorite days. I had a photo of my mom stuck to the wall beside my bed in my foster home and I would cry and wish every night to go back home. Switching schools three times that year added to the instability, each move meant leaving behind friends and familiar surroundings, which was particularly difficult during my formative years. with the final move, allowing me to live with my mom again. Second grade became a blur due to the frequent changes, causing me to fall behind in school and