Empathy

(Parvana looked at her mother as she picked up Hosian's clothes and then froze as she could see the sadness in her mother's eye's, the memory of her older brother that she didn't get to meet properly, only thin memory's of him.)

 

         I feel empathy for Parvanas mother because she has lost a son by a land mine and I can not imagine the feeling of a lost son. This is an example of empathy that a writer tries to get every time that he or she writes.

           Empathy is a group of words or sentences that gets the reader to feel happy,sad,or angry with the character. To some it up it is when the reader feels bad for the character. Empathy is another way for a writer to get more readers to read their novels or their series. Empathy is not just put into books it is also used in movies,plays, and skits.

       Another example about empathy is when you come across some people ether friends or just some people that your not really with and you over here them talking about a movie and they are saying what they think the character should do. that is another example for empathy because they are into whatever they are into and they are saying what the character should do before the character gets killed,captured, or wounded. They feel bad about the character. 

        That is the long definition for the word Empathy.   

         By: Marcus Engel 

Breadwinner Situation

This blog is about me pretending to be a person in Afghanistan which is based on the book The Breadwinner.

Hi my name is Markus and I am a 13 year old boy who works as a cart seller just to make enough money to buy food so I can feed my sibling and my father. There is nothing wrong with my father, but he is saving all his money to buy the new shipment for his store, and every one can't wait till it opens so that all the food and other stuff doesn't goes bad. Selling all the supplies on the cart is not that hard, but some days are better then others.

The siblings that I have is an older brother at the age of fifteen and an older sister at the age of seventeen. I have a mother but she is never around because she is working on the other side of town. Were I live is in a separate house right in front of the market and my fathers shop is down stairs. From my room you can see the hole market and all the little tea runners. Because we are right in front of the market I only have to site in front of the house and I almost sell everything that is on the cart.

And that is my blog for the week I hope that you liked it.