People who serve in the war deserve to be remembered for risking their lives to save others and their country. My three great great uncles, who were also brothers, are a few of those people who deserve to be honored and remembered. All three of my uncles served in World War II. My first uncle, Al served in the navy. He was on a hospital ship in Pearl Harbor when every ship around him was bombed. My next uncle, John served in the army in Africa. He came down with malaria, and was in the hospital when his troop was taken prisoners of war. My third and final uncle, Bill was an air force pilot. During one of his shifts he was flying right under an enemy plane when the plane was about to drop a bomb on top of him, but he made it out safely. All three of my great great uncles survived the war, showing bravery and loyalty towards America. They each were in different situations and came close to losing their lives at one time or another. They all knew they may not have survived the war, but took that chance. I believe all three of them had a great honor, and lots of luck, but the person who deserves the honor the most is their mother. Times are always tough during war, with many lives that are lost, and full of horrible reasons for the wars. Their mother survived through the difficulty of watching her sons fight during the war, with a chance of them not coming back. She raised all three of them to be loyal, strong, and smart. Without all of her help of taking care of them while growing up, they would have struggled much more through the war, and would have had many more difficulties. Based off this story, it has taught me that the closes and most beloved people you know, may be the most heroic. In that case, my great great uncles had many chances at being killed, but somehow they managed to survive. The main reason they survived, was because of their mother. She was the closes to them and the most beloved.
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When I was in fourth grade, I traveled to the Netherlands and Germany. While there, I took a tour through Bergen-Belsen, and through the attic Anne Frank hid in for a couple years. I got to see a lot that I heard of, but never imagined in person. I thought the concentration camps weren't that bad, but in real life the Jews were killed from Hitler and the Nazi’s beliefs. The attic was some what small, and we were not allowed into certain rooms, like Anne Frank’s bedroom. At the concentration camp, I saw a grave for Anne Frank, and a map showing the entire camp. There were also artifacts, including shoes, and glasses. Seeing the attic and camp, I learned that it was worse than I expected. The Jews were treated horribly, because of their beliefs and family history based off of their religion.
Every one is different, and deserves to be treated the same as everyone else. Not one person should be looked at oddly because of how they look or act. What Hitler did to the Jewish was wrong. They are all human, and have as much authority as any other religious group.
Every one is different, and deserves to be treated the same as everyone else. Not one person should be looked at oddly because of how they look or act. What Hitler did to the Jewish was wrong. They are all human, and have as much authority as any other religious group.