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October 19, 2011
By samantha wisniewski BRONZE, Wright City, Missouri
samantha wisniewski BRONZE, Wright City, Missouri
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It was 1963
when that gracious man
rescued me from my village…

I sat there in the man’s arms,
asking myself, why?
Was it worth it?

We bombed them first.
They’re allowed to bomb us back…right?
But at what cost?

Boom! Our village—ambushed.
“Be brave,” my parents said.
How?

My stomach moaned from hunger.
I was only six years old.
Why me?

I lost everything.
“Be strong,” that friendly man said.
Why?


The author's comments:
This piece was based off a picture my English teacher showed me.

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on Nov. 1 2011 at 10:03 pm
Lizzie Hamilton BRONZE, Hinsdale, Illinois
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This is so true. Sometimes we get wrapped up in what we are doing, we forget why we are doing it.


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