Love

I'd like to know more about his visit. i want to know why he has not seen him in many years even when they were buddies in the war. I also want to know why he kept the old pictures of everyone from the war. I also would like to know why these grown men that seen all there friends from the war get shot and when they think about and look at them start crying and realizing that life is hard and short. I also would like to know how they remember what all there  friends had for supplies that was personal for them.

I liked the way the writer used stories and life events that was used in the first chapter. I just liked how they also met and caught up after many years and they still remember what life was like in the war. I also liked how Martha and Jimmy still try to make something between them both and at the college reunion nothing had changed Jimmy was still in love with Martha and for the whole time they spent together.

Spin

In the book it recalls many thing that the soldiers carry. The main things that they carried was P-38 can openers, pocket knives,heats tabs, wristwatches, dog tags, mosquito repellent, chewing gum, candy, cigarettes, salt tablets, packets of cool aid, lighters, matches, sewing kits, military payment certificates, C rations, and two or three canteens of water. These were very heavy but every man needed all these things to survive. Some men carried love notes to remember what is back home and what they are living for. Dave Jensen practiced field hygiene carried a toothbrush, dental floss and hotel size soap bars, that he stole from Sydney, Australia. Some men carried extra socks, foot powder, dope, condoms, diary, comic books, the New Testament, hunting jacket, flak jacket for bombs, and each man carried a large compressed bandage, ponchos, they all had photos of family and loved ones. Each man had there own reason why they carried there own things, it was to survive and last as long as they could.

What tangible item that I would carry is many photos of my family and friends, and loved ones. I would carry love letters for sure. I would always carry extra supplies like extra food, medical supplies, cloths, socks. I would always have a bible or some type of religion book. I would always have things that would make my life easier for life in an area that you don't know and you just want to leave.

Why I would carry these things is to make my life easier. In life when you can only carry things that you absolutely need, you carry things that you are close to and when you are feeling down you can look at them and make your day seem better and it brightens up your mood. That is life and its short and you need to make a bad situation a good one.

Why this is important to me is because the physical things that you can carry can only go so deep with you. Only are only so many things that you can carry and the importance of this is that you are living and you are heathy, and you may live another day if you are smart.

What Intangible things that I would carry is my first love, my child hood memories. The moments that I spent time with the people that I care about. I would take the moments that took my breath away, the memories that changed my life forever, and anything that made me feel like I changed the world for the better.

What this Intangible does is for me is make me remember what I am missing and what I left behind. It makes for want to go back and continue and not stop here and have everything you made for the better go down the drain. life is hard and the only way to deal with it is just by remembering and forgiving and forgetting.

Friends For Life

( The Kite Runner, Friday Night Lights )

It was just another day, waiting for school to start . Its going be a long and hot summer down in
Odessa, Texas. Everybody is gone and everyone is busy. The town seems like it is about to change, for the better or for the worse, I don't know. This is a new thing for this town. The whites and the blacks to be together. The thing is I am not the only one. I am one of many. This town is not a colored town. Its one that the white people rule, the school, the teams, and everything else. I am new here and so far i don't like it at all. They all treat me like I am dirt and a useless person. The thing is, that is not me! You have to get to know who I am. The person that knows me the best is one of my friends Hassan. I am Boobie Miles.
             "Hey whats up, don't you remember me...... Boobie....... Miles?"
             "Course I know who you are, I'm just playing around with you" Hassan replied.
             "I know! just was checking, I haven't seen you for a couple of weeks, where have you been."
             "I have been working my tail off. I've just been so busy and Babas and Amir,  they are just keep bust and i just don't have much time for myself to see you and the boys." He said is a sad voice.
             " I understand, work is a pain but guess what, you know whats coming up in the next couple of weeks? Come on everyone knows what is coming, the best part of the year." Boobie said excitedly.

But by the time he turned around he was gone. Not knowing what to do I just starting walking down the street not knowing where to go but I didn't care what I was doing. I just wanted to look around and see what this town was all about. So i started my journey but when I was looking around in the shops the people in them where staring at me with this face that was indescribable, it looked like a ghost walk through them. So I ended my walk that was turned into a sprint right after they saw me. But I needed to get home before something bad could of happened and school was Tomorrow.

Its the next day and it is also the first day of school. So i meet up with Hassan before we get on the bus and head to school.
             " You ready for this?" said is a nervous voice
             " What do you mean, what do you know that i don't?" Boobie said scratching his head.
             " Do you know that we are now going to an all white school now, sense they shut down ours."
             " Oh shoot, I forgot about that. That is going to suck!!"
             " I know, but you got to remember I got your back no matter what. What ever you need, any time I got you. We need to watch out for each other. That is what friends are for." said Hassan enthusiastic but also in a nervous tone of voice. 


So we both get to school and when we step off the bus, and all hell breaks loose. There are crowds around us on each side of us with signs, screaming at me.
             " We don't need you here, leave or face the consequences, Negro's are not wanted!!!" people are just screaming in our face. We only understanding some things but not caring what they say because no matter what happens Hassan has my back. 


After that the day was kind of just another day except of people screaming in my ear. I see Hassan in the hallways but only get to talk to him just a little bit until lunch. But what he tells me at lunch is surprising. But the thing is he only said 


              " There was a reason why I was out for a couple of weeks, it was not because i was working but something happened and I am afraid of telling you in front of people, meet me at the football field at 3 and I will tell you. You must not say anything about this. You are my friend and I trust you and you must not say anything." Hassan said shaking like an earthquake and his arm gripping my shoulder. 


So I meet him after school and to my amazement he was there and was starring at me. Our eyes locked and he sat me down at the 50 yard line and he said these words to me that I will never get out of my my head. " I was raped"..........