One great man wrote two moving pieces and more which ended up changing history. The man was Martin Luther King Jr. His two writings were “Letter from Birmingham City Jail” and his “I have a dream” speech. Martin Luther King Jr. may have written both of these readings but his styles changed when he changed his audience and purpose. I believe that these two writings are ones that were made to inspire change during the Civil Rights Movement.

“I have a dream” is one of M.L.K Jr.’s most famous speeches. He gave it at the March on Washington. “I have a dream” is pointed towards U.S citizens. The speech was made to inspire and motivate the audience. It was made of of short, simple and long, descriptive sentences. He uses a lot of repetition for emphasis. “But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination.” This is one example of repetition in his speech. The way he writes this, shows how African-Americans and other non-white races had suffered for too long without equal rights. So this made people think about the world they lived in and motivated them to change. 

“Letter from Birmingham City Jail” was another writing by M.L.K Jr. that he wrote while he was in jail. Letter from Birmingham was pointed towards ministers and male clergymen who had disagreed with his non-violent protest strategy, he also wrote a part towards the police and government. It was meant to give people the “moral responsibility to break unjust.” M.L.K Jr. formed the sentences out of long and descriptive wording. This is an example of descriptive wording: “Seldom do I pause to answer criticism of my work and ideas. If I sought to answer all the criticisms that cross my desk, my secretaries would have little time for anything other than such correspondence in the course of the day, and I would have no time for constructive work.” 

Even though both of these writings had different audiences and sentence structures they were both made to inspire. Without these writings, history would have been forever changed. M.L.K Jr. inspired many with his speeches and writings to make their world better for their future generations. We thank him for being able to sit next to whoever we want, go to the same movie as everyone else and go to school with everyone else.

Dear Ms. Christensen, Over summer break I did lots of things. I went to the beach, hung out friends, went shopping and I also went to the movies a lot. I also read book called The Sisters, a biography about the Mitford Sisters.

I’m Scarlett Betancourt. I’m here because want to learn and reach my goals. My short term goals are becoming a better writer and start doing community service. When I get older I hope to join the army or traveling for a living. I struggle with being creative when it comes to writing.

I was born in San Diego. My parents were born and raised in Mexico. I’m a single child, but I have lived with my 17 year old year cousin my whole life so he’s practically my brother. Most of my family lives in Mexico so I rarely see them except for my grandma and aunt since they live in Tijuana. I’ve been to three schools. I’m in love with history, unlike most people. I also enjoy reading non-fictional history biographies and such. I like reading and hanging out with my friends. I’m hoping to study abroad in college.

Impatiently, Anna got up and began firing questions at the tiny man. “Who are YOU? What are you? Where are my parents? Why did you SHOOT ME?!” Calmly, the man answered “I’m Aero, part of the Orchidai tribe. I will gladly show you to your parents if you calm down.” Anna responded with “Fine, fine, fine. I’ll calm down but, please take me to my parents.”

Aero took Anna to the room where her parents were being kept. They hugged Anna and apologized for the lonely childhood they had caused her. Aero and other Orchidaians fed Anna and her parents what seemed to be mashed up oatmeal and some sort of green juice. Aero told Anna that they could should stay as long as they need to.

Aero ended up answering Anna’s question of why they got shot. His response was, “We ended up here after our planet was destroyed and consider it our home. We don’t want people to destroy it, so we we’re just trying to protect our island.” Anna and her parents ended up leaving their city life and staying on the island, which they later found out that the island was called Thenardian Valjean.

Opening her bright green eyes, slowly and weary, Anna observed her surroundings. She was covered with a thin cloth.  A hard pillow made of leaves and dirt rested under her head, and she was lying on what seemed to be a hammock. After growing more and more aware she was startled by a small human, someone with dwarfism, perhaps…except this wasn’t a human. The little person had brown eyes, bright green skin, and red hair down to the floor, and was about a foot tall.

Anna knew she was in danger, so like any of us would, she shot up out of the hammock and ran out, or at least attempted to. She ran into another room full of small beings. Screaming, she ran into another room, then another. It seemed to never end. Was she in the little hut she found? Was she underground? These question just kept running through her head. While stopping in one of the rooms she was shot in the neck…again.

This time when Anna woke up, she was frightened and didn’t know what to do. When she lifted her head she was in exact same spot as where she had been earlier, but the sun had already set. Soon after she had awoken one of the tiny beings, a man of about twenty, began talking to her. He was speaking in some foreign language but kept changing the language he was speaking in, as if he was translating it. Then he started speaking in English, saying “Who are you, and why are you here?” she responded “I’m Anna Rose. I’m here because my plane crashed on this island. I just want to get home.” He looked at her and said “Ms. Rose, I believe we have your parents.” Oh, they’re an intelligent race.

Fantastic.

Fifty years later, Anna was watching her grandchildren run around, carelessly. After Anna fell in love with Aero, they were married by the time she was twenty. She had children a few years later. Watching them grow up was a joy, and she got to relive it with her grandchildren. Her parents were still alive because they took the Orchidaian anti-aging potion, even if they had a green tint to their skin.

A couple years after Anna’s grandkids were born another plane crashed on the island, causing more people to live on the island. They began a village of huts and underground rooms. Shocked at first, but the other humans ended up becoming use to living with aliens. After all they needed to, to survive.

Aliens became more comfortable with humans. They shared more about their race, which furthered our knowledge of other planets, and even our own. The Orchidaians sharing more about themselves also furthered our understanding about astronomy and medicine. This is the end of our little story.