Book Draft

Written by: Brandon Julien

I was lost. Ma was out. Pa was out. It was quiet in the house. So quiet that you could’ve heard the droplets of water trickling down the kitchen sink. So quiet that you could hear donna from next door and her kids. I was sitting in the living room chair . Lost.

Four oh clock

Five oh clock

Six oh clock

Seven oh clock

No one

Eight oh clock

Pa’s home

The hoursn of the night pass

Sleep say spa as he sees me sitting on the living room couch still.

Seven oh clock am pa goes down to the station to see about ma.

Eight oh clock pa and ma comes home. Ma was arrested because she didn’t move when a white man asked her to.

Pa looked at us back and forth and back and forth.  I could see in his eyes that he was tiered.  “Must’ve been waiting on ma like me.” I thought to myself. “ ma.” I said. “ I missed you”  She looked at me with those beautiful brown eyes marching the color of her skin and smiled. A slow sad smile.

As the day commensed the tension in he house was subtle ma and pa kept to themselfes. Each finding the strangest of things to keep busy. Clening the windows in the house. Cleaning the basement.

It was Monday. A work day. Alone again I was. So alone the sticks and stone began to calmy name. So alone the air began calling my name.

Four oh clock

Five oh clock

Six oh clock

Seven oh clock

Eight oh clock pa is home.

Nine oh clock

Ten oh clock 

Mom aint home

“It happened again.” Said pa. “I cant deal with it.”

Each day as pa brought mom he looked tiereder then the day before. Then came the arguing. After that I couldn’t takr it any more.

Something changed the next day. Ma was on ma’s side. The arguing gone. The hate gone.

Then I heard someone on the radio Martin luther was his name. He preacchrd a bout the future he saw for all. Then something changed ma and pa prayed for him.

Ithought to myself how life is going to be different from now on.

 

 

 

 

Authors Note

 

Growing up I would remember the conversations about the past. I would remember people having discussions about Rosa parks, Martin Luther,  and Malcolm X. I’d hear things like, “ He’s amazing for standing up for what he believed in.” Or something like, “ I admire how devoted she was to keeping her seat on that bus.”  Each time I hear these conversations I’d think what about now. Even though we’ve come so far to the point where everyone has equal rights no matter what color is their skin what about the people.  Nobodies perfect. In fact right now as your reading this there are people out there being treated as inferior beings because of their race. We can do something about that. After working so hard to get rid of this situation are we going to let it happen again. That’s why I wrote this book to give people an insight on what’s going on now.

Book: Eragon

Author: Christopher Paolini

 

How does this text make you think about justice in the world?

Reading this book made me think that there are many forms of justice. It’s just matter of knowing where to look.

The book eragon by knopf the main character of the book Eragon is  brought in to an abnormal life due to his dragon Saphira. As he learns the ways of a dragon rider he and his dragon saphira deliver countless measures of justice.

Garrow

In the beginning of the book before Eragon and Brom left on their journey Eragon vowed that he would avenge his Uncle Garrow and take the lifes of those that injured him. On page 82 it says, “ Saphira,” Eragon said. “ I will take these creatures and avenge my uncle. 

The village

As Eragon and his mentor Brom enter the center of the village Yazuac they saw mountain of dead people. They saw the lifeless bodies of men, women, and children. At the top of the lifless mountain was a baby; covered in blood. A crow that came in from the distance tried to consume the baby. Eragon readied his bow and shot the crow , leaving the baby at peace. On page 131 it says, “A crow dipped out of the sky, like a black shadow, and perched on the spear. It cocked its head and greedily scrutinized the infants corpse.  “Oh no you don’t,” snarled Eragon as he pulled back the bowstring and released it with a twang. With a puff of feathers the crow fell back wards.

The Urgals

            The Urgals which are war crazed creatures the ones responsible for the deaths of all the innocent men, women, and children returned to the village Yazuac. Knowing it was the right thing to do Eragon and Brom fought the Urgals to bring justice to the village. On page 133 it says “A deafening scream tore out of Eragon as he charged the Urgal head first.

               No one perfect but its up to us to do what’s right.

Title: Eragon

Author: Alfred A. Knopf

The main character Eragon from the story Eragon written by Alfred A. Knopf Is afraid of what may become if he and his dragon Saphira were discovered.

Stunned

For example from pages 68-69 when Eragon stood in Carvahall two strangers approached him. He was stunned. His body able to move…Unable to walk. Within the story it says,” He struggled against it and screamed to himself, move! His legs swayed, but to no avail. The strangers stalked toward him with a smooth noiseless gait.

Worried

As Eragon awakens from his slumber at horsts house a friend of his he gets worried. Worried of the soon to be questions and what may become of his dragon Saphira, Eragon leaves. Hoping To avoid the anger and hate from his loved ones. Within the story on page 94 it says, ”Saphira was right, thought Eragon. It’s time to leave. Too many questions from too many people. Sooner or later they’ll find the answers.”

Understanding

After reading this book I learned that there is justice everywhere. It’s up to us whether or not we want to peruse it or not. Also that we have the power to overcome our fears as long as we put our minds to it.

Questions

What’s out there? There’re many different types of people but is there good in them?

Connections

Connecting to reality is there really justice. There are many interpretations o of justice. But is it really there. Nobodies perfect. Reading this book made me think about how it’s up to us to decide whether or not we want to help those in need. To me that’s justice.