The Person I Admire
Jean-Luc Jackson
Mrs.Dalin
4/14/14
English 90T
The Person I admire One person that I admire is my brother Joe. He is an unlikely hero and one of the most remarkable people I have ever met. He had great families and better life. He was caring, brave, faith, and courage. His people were friendly and neighborly because they liked Joe being a good man and soldier. He was became a Marine Lance Corporal.
I remember my older brother Joe. Growing up was difficult for my older sister, my four brothers, and me. When I was 12 years old, our family had a bad time that past year. Joe was acting like gangster, smoking, drinking, skipping school, failing in school, and fighting. One day, CPS came and took my three brothers and me to live with foster parent but we were separated. That was because no family could take us together and also use sign language. That is why we were separated. Later Joe and my brothers moved to live with his new foster parents in White Swan. I lived with a different foster family and Joe felt anxious about living in White Swan. His new foster parent names were Sean and Faye. They were kind and friendly parents, and they welcomed my brothers into their home.
Joe had a hard time adjusting to his new family, but he did well. When Joe first met them, he was acting like a gangster. His foster dad told him he did not need to act like a gangster, but that it was okay to be “Indian.” He had started a new life at a new school and made new friends. After about week, he felt strange because he was living in a different place, and he was used to living in Yakima. His foster parents were supportive and talked to Joe about his problem. They encouraged him to be positive, experience good things, and told him it was okay to be “Indian”. This helped Joe to feel calm, positive, and not depressed. He went to school every day, learned about native culture and regular education. He was successful in 8th grade and passed middle school. He had a good time to
Mrs.Dalin
4/14/14
English 90T
The Person I admire One person that I admire is my brother Joe. He is an unlikely hero and one of the most remarkable people I have ever met. He had great families and better life. He was caring, brave, faith, and courage. His people were friendly and neighborly because they liked Joe being a good man and soldier. He was became a Marine Lance Corporal.
I remember my older brother Joe. Growing up was difficult for my older sister, my four brothers, and me. When I was 12 years old, our family had a bad time that past year. Joe was acting like gangster, smoking, drinking, skipping school, failing in school, and fighting. One day, CPS came and took my three brothers and me to live with foster parent but we were separated. That was because no family could take us together and also use sign language. That is why we were separated. Later Joe and my brothers moved to live with his new foster parents in White Swan. I lived with a different foster family and Joe felt anxious about living in White Swan. His new foster parent names were Sean and Faye. They were kind and friendly parents, and they welcomed my brothers into their home.
Joe had a hard time adjusting to his new family, but he did well. When Joe first met them, he was acting like a gangster. His foster dad told him he did not need to act like a gangster, but that it was okay to be “Indian.” He had started a new life at a new school and made new friends. After about week, he felt strange because he was living in a different place, and he was used to living in Yakima. His foster parents were supportive and talked to Joe about his problem. They encouraged him to be positive, experience good things, and told him it was okay to be “Indian”. This helped Joe to feel calm, positive, and not depressed. He went to school every day, learned about native culture and regular education. He was successful in 8th grade and passed middle school. He had a good time to