Literary analysis
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My recently deceased grandfather was a doctor, professor, and military man. He
grew up in Trenton, New Jersey with two deaf parents. Being African American he couldn’t go to the nice schools and get the best education. He went to the african american elementary school which was under funded. He grew up extremely poor and in a segregated community. He took becoming a great student into his own hands. He had a hard childhood, but worked as hard as he could. He became a Lieutenant in the army and was stationed in Hawaii before his tour of duty. My grandfather is a persevering, hard working, and the knowledgable man I hope to become one day. !
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My grandfather, David Crowell, didn’t have a lot of resources growing up. He
was born into a poor family and both his parents were deaf. He entered elementary school and the teachers he had knew he was smart right away. Segregated schools made it much harder for the African american and non white students to learn. he was born in Trenton, New Jersey, on July 5, 1919. His late parents were Thomas Crowell and Edith Mae Hall Crowell. Both parents were deaf and Crowell’s first language was
American Sign Language. A gifted student and dedicated scholar, he was encouraged early on to pursue the highest levels of education. He attended Drew University, breaking midway through college in 1941 to volunteer for service in the United States
Army. Crowell was always reading or studying in order to gain more knowledge. My grandfather, till the day he died, was always reading, learning new things, and he even donated his own body to the university of Hawaii where he was a professor for the majority of his life. !
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My grandfather taught me and my brother how to read when we were both very
young. For as long as I can remember he always was extremely supportive of my education. He pushed me to always work hard even though he lived two thousand four hundred and sixty seven miles away. When I first
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My recently deceased grandfather was a doctor, professor, and military man. He
grew up in Trenton, New Jersey with two deaf parents. Being African American he couldn’t go to the nice schools and get the best education. He went to the african american elementary school which was under funded. He grew up extremely poor and in a segregated community. He took becoming a great student into his own hands. He had a hard childhood, but worked as hard as he could. He became a Lieutenant in the army and was stationed in Hawaii before his tour of duty. My grandfather is a persevering, hard working, and the knowledgable man I hope to become one day. !
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My grandfather, David Crowell, didn’t have a lot of resources growing up. He
was born into a poor family and both his parents were deaf. He entered elementary school and the teachers he had knew he was smart right away. Segregated schools made it much harder for the African american and non white students to learn. he was born in Trenton, New Jersey, on July 5, 1919. His late parents were Thomas Crowell and Edith Mae Hall Crowell. Both parents were deaf and Crowell’s first language was
American Sign Language. A gifted student and dedicated scholar, he was encouraged early on to pursue the highest levels of education. He attended Drew University, breaking midway through college in 1941 to volunteer for service in the United States
Army. Crowell was always reading or studying in order to gain more knowledge. My grandfather, till the day he died, was always reading, learning new things, and he even donated his own body to the university of Hawaii where he was a professor for the majority of his life. !
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My grandfather taught me and my brother how to read when we were both very
young. For as long as I can remember he always was extremely supportive of my education. He pushed me to always work hard even though he lived two thousand four hundred and sixty seven miles away. When I first