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oppositions

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Opposition Writing Exercise

The New York City sky line looked breathtaking from my hotel window in Jersey . Just five minutes out from the city , I could see her extend from the northernmost point almost to the Statue of Liberty . I stood very aware of the beauty of this skyline in the early morning mist . It appeared to be a tranquil painting of the beauty of modernization and humanity

I entered the tunnel at 8 a .m . and did not expect for the rush

hour traffic to already be congesting the small tubes to the city . My heart raced as I was frightened by all the traffic and aggressive driving . I clenched the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles were white

When I finally made it downtown , I was in awe of the size of the city and the buildings . The streets were filled with potholes and steaming manholes . Men were working on buildings everywhere around me . People in business suits rushed by homeless digging through trash cans

At Battery Park where I waited for the ferry to Ellis Island , street performers and vendors lined the sidewalks . I stood in line with hundreds of others waiting to leave the mainland to visit the island that my ancestors once stood at , begging to enter this country

Later in the day , I looked out over the top of the Empire State Building . I am afraid of heights , so I stayed as close to the wall as possible . The view was spectacular , but I couldn 't wait to have my feet back on the ground again

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I never had the luxury of meeting my great-grandfather . He passed away when my mother was only five years old . However , when I was a child , I often envisioned what he might have looked like

Knowing that he was a soldier in World War I and a railroad worker , I pictured my great-grandfather as tall and muscular , especially in his upper torso . Since we were of Irish decent , I always thought he would be of fair complexion and features , like myself . I envisioned his face as stern and handsome with deep lines around his eyes and mouth from the stress of raising a large family during the Great Depression stress . I would envision him standing tall with medals of honor hanging from his chest

As I aged and inquired more into my genealogy , I found out a bit more about my great-grandfather , a small dark haired Irish boy with bad posture . He fathered five children during the Depression and could easily support them all . He even owned a small house in town . His school boy 's grin kept his face youthful and alive , even as he neared death

My mother did not get to grow up with the privilege of having her grandfather in her life . I was very lucky in this respect . Two of my children have even been fortunate enough to...

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