7th-Grade English Portfolio
My Portfolio Reflection
My Portfolio Reflection
In the beginning of seventh grade had trouble putting quotation marks in the right place. I also had trouble with completing sentences. Now, I consider my writing to be creative , an example me being creative is my Holocaust essay. However, I noticed after rereading it I noticed that it had several run on sentences. After that It tried not repeating sentences as much. Evidence of that is in my article on the Rwandan Genocide. It had great vocabulary and didn't have any run on sentences. Even though the Rwandan the essay was a great piece of writing, I believe that the Holocaust letter essay was my best piece of writing. It had extreme detail, descriptive historical facts and beliefs, and gave me a new different perspective of what happened during the holocaust. Overall, I believe that seventh grade english has given me a new perspective of writing.
I’m afraid that Richard Makarov did not survive the holocaust and was reported dead german soldiers on August 7th 1945.
This happened when Nikolai told us his escape plan. His plan was to kill a guard and free all the prisoners. Unforchantly for the other captives, phase 2 happened later, the second step to the plan was head into the Nazi armory. From that vault I remember Nikolai smile as took a ghillie suit, a special suit meant for hiding in grass. Richard took a gun, a large MG, and then said, “I know this gun.”“Ya it’s a german MG42” Nikolai said as he took a marksman rifle, “ No it’s just not a MG42” Richard said in an angry tone. Then Richard said “this is my father’s gun, as he said that a small tear fell from his face, as he pointed to a “VM” carved into the barrel of the gun. Then I asked a question I told him this, “Hey Richard, your dad wasn’t killed by a bear?” I asked. Then Richard finally told us the truth.
“My father was a major in the soviet army during WW1. He fought bravely and completed many missions and killed many soldiers. It wasn’t until I was 11 when his metals including his Red Star were sent home along with his dog tags.”
After hearing that I felt a pain in my heart but then Nikolai heard a German coming and we made a mad dash for freedom. On the way out we ended releasing about 400 others to run with us. After about 100 prisoners were killed by gunners, Nikolai led us into a large ditch where others were shooting from. I pulled out my weapon, an mp40, and started to shoot at the soldiers. Meanwhile, Richard was firing his gun as he killed about a soldier per minute. Nikolai only shot them in the head with his weapon a classic M1C. We ended up killing about 65-70 soldiers before running out of ammo. Then the unthinkable happens, a German shoots me in the foot. I slurred and then told the other they said to run and find cover. I left the ditch along with two others who were hurt one was Sam and the other was girl around my age. Then I saw a german bomber coming from the west and I yelled “Run Richard Run” but my warning didn’t reach him in time, I was too late.
The plane flew by in a matter of seconds leaving the ground a pile of ash in it’s trail. I ran so fast yelling “Richard” for about two minutes until I heard a low groan. It was Richard he was covered and in dirt coughing out blood. I said “what should I do” trembling in fear. Then Richard spoke “t--t--take this” he said handing me his father’s Red Star medal. A couple minutes later Nikolai showed and said “Kamarov help me carry him.” We took about 100 meters until a guns started to go off. I turned Nikolai, he said run. I told him I would stay but he punched me and said “leave now go!” Running away I saw Nikolai fighting off soldiers until a sniper bolt go through head and he dropped straight back hitting the ground dead. I couldn’t believe what I’ve done I let my ally to die. Richard stood up and started shooting from a small pistol but a german soldier come and tackles him. Then an Officer named Frank Alzer came. He pulled out a pistol and said “good bye Makarov” “bang!” Richard Makarov and Nikolai Rezanov to unbreakable friends along with 373 others had died in a matter in of hours by the german forces. As I felt hope slip away, I heard a loud sound coming from behind us and a german yell “Soviets.”
In a matter of hours the Soviet Union Killed most of the Nazi soldiers not including officer Alzer. Then two soviet soldier came to Sam and I and pointed their weapons at us. They yelled at us to drop up your knees. Before I did that I pulled out Richard’s Red Star medal. The two soldiers lowered their weapons and helped us up. One of them said “Don’t worry we’ll take you home.”
I ended up back in my home town of Odesa, Ukraine. I served 16 years in the Soviet army until I quit just before the Cold War began. Every day I remember the choice I made at Janowska I could have saved my two best friends, but I ended up living today as a coward. I heard that Richard’s younger brother lives in Kiev. Apparently he makes a large profit at the tavern he owns. I went to visit him after the war. He already knew that his brother had died but, he was very depressed when I told him. Then he showed me something I recognized, something from that very day. It was his Father’s Red Star medal.
“No not my father’s medal” Victer said, It’s Richard’s. He was right the medal said the Soviet Army: Thanks Private Richard Makarov for his outstanding service in the Liberation Janowska. Then Victer put it back on the display case it had been placed in, and closed the tavern. Just before he left to go home I told him that I was sorry for what had happened. “It’s not your fault for if you didn’t become his friend he wouldn’t even survive the camp.” Why would you say something like that I asked him because.
“ Why? Because Richard needs a friend an ally someone to trust.” “ You seemed to fill that gap in his life” he said. Victer had a point I was like his brother during the ordeal and now it’s over. Just as I walked back to my car Victer comes to me and says “Wait.” “ Take this” he said the item was Richard’s medal. I took it from him from him and left I stared at the medal again only to feel the sadness it’s owner had gone through. Even though most people think Richard is dead I believe that Richard is still hidden in Jankowska where I buried his Father’s medal.
- Rez Kamarov IV
What happened after:
Rez Kamarov died on January 6th 1983 in his home town of Odesa, Ukraine of lung cancer.
Sam Eliosen lives today in Reykjavik, Iceland he still remembers what happened on August 7th 1945 and is still trying to forget about it.
The girl who survived name was Alexis Petroff and now lives in Nuuk, Greenland. Besides that her whereabouts are unknown.
Victer Makarov obtained father’s medal after the Korean war along his his father’s machine gun. Victer moved to Slovenia in 1973 and now owns a small general store.
The Order of the Red Star
The Red Star medal is known to the Soviets as The Order of the Red Star Medallion. It was awarded from 1930-1991. It was only awarded to soldiers who fought bravely in battle against the enemy and later the defense of USSR in war and peace.
100 Days of Horror
By: Hyunwoo Roh & Nick Welch
On the evening of April 6, 1994, Rwandan President gets killed by a S.A.M missile shot at the plane he was in. The major tragic event created a beginning to the Rwandan Genocide.
This angered the two major groups that rival each other, the Tutsis and the Hutus. After the president’s death, Hutus began to massacre the Tutsi population and about 800,000 people died, mostly Tutsis. Hutu took power after killing off many of the Tutsis, High Class Hutu, and others. The Hutus got even more power by training youth militias for the army.
The rivalry was not new to the natives, for Rwandans have been in conflict for centuries. It wasn’t until Belgium invaded in 1922. When Rwanda became free from the Belgian rule in 1962, the Hutu took control of the government angering the Tutsis even more. A decade later the Hutu people, nearly 80% of seven million people, decided to take control of Rwanda.
This led to a massive unfairness of power between the Hutu and Tutsi people. On October 1st 1990 the Rwandan civil war began. It killed nearly as many people as the Genocide and leaving thousands homeless. The war officially ended on April 6th 1994 with the signing of the Arusha Accords, only to begin the Genocide.
The genocide ended when the Tutsi-dominated reel movement captured the capital of Rwanda, Kigali, overthrowing the Hutu government and seizing power.
During the Rwandan genocide, about two million Rwandans fled to other countries like Tanzania, Burundi, Uganda, and the DRC. This was one of the multiple causes of the DRC genocide. Everyone hopes that one day Rwanda will have no indifference in the country’s cultural roots.