Human Rights Violations October 15, 2017

Our world is full of acts of unfair treatment towards others. These acts are often human rights violations. Over the next three paragraphs I will provide you with three different examples of human rights violations from around the world.

North Korea children exploration

North Korean children are forced  to do labor including rock breaking, scrap metal collecting and other tasks that  require hard labor. These children face abuse and discrimination. Some of the schools in North Korea force the  children to do labor to maintain and manage the school and earn a profit. The children are not paid for the work they do. These children are discriminated against based on their song bun, this is a sociopolitical classification that distinguishes on one’s personal performance and loyalty to the ruling party and government.


Banana plantation in Ecuador

Ecuadorian banana plantation workers work operate under hazardous conditions. Many of these workers are children who started working between the age of eight and thirteen. These children work long day that average about twelve hours. They are payed 60% lower than the legal minimum wage. The children who work at these plants are exposed to dangerous pesticides that cause them get sick. These pesticides are sprayed by planes as workers are still in amongst the banana trees. The children working at these plantations often experienced sexual harassment by their bosses  


US solitary confinement cells

Prisons in the United States have always had solitary confinement cells. These cells were intended to isolate prisoners as a punishment for breaking the prison roles. Prisoners would would stay in the cells for about a day or so. Although  solitary was intended for a short term punishment  some prisoners were forced to stay in these cells for years some times even decades. This long term isolation had psychological  harm on the mentally healthy prisoners, Some of these prisoners while being in isolation became violently insane or started to show signs of depression,anxiety and other mental illnesses.prisoners with pre-existing mental illnesses who were put into solitary for a prolonged period of time usually engaged in self harm or committed suicide. While prisoners are in solitary they are more likely to be subject to the use excessive force and other forms of abuse.



When comparing the three reading you can see that hazardous conditions in which they are forced to live and work in have caused major effects on their health both mental and physical. The human right violations will all affect the future of these people, for example the children at the banana plantation will have little to no education so if they left the plant they would have limited job opportunities. They might also have a shorter lifespan due to the exposure to the pesticides. The people in these reading have all been abused by their superiors.

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One Last Scream October 7, 2017


The outside world was dark as the falling sun left the vacant sky surrounding the Ravens Institute for Lost Souls. Within the old decaying brick and wooden walls, Liz sat surrounded by cold dimly lit white padded walls that had been known as home over the last three years; a time that felt so long that the term “home” now felt like a senseless thing to consider such a decrepit building. She could still sense the unwary and eerie feel as the large doors croaked open; still smell the stale earthly scent of the potato sack that had been placed over her head, and she could still hear the faint cries from all those who had been forgotten by the world outside of this small- seemingly vacant-area.

Stumbling out from the van which time has seemed to have stalled itself during the duration of the drive, the mixture of gravel and leaves crunched together under every step beneath her uncovered and sore feet; her breath seemed to linger under the sack on her head.

The straight jacket that contained her arms left her with no other identity other than that of someone diagnosed as mentally insane; a title only awarded towards her because Liz had, on several occasions, preached about talking to those caught between dimensions. So, her only friend seemed to now be the spirit of a young boy named ‘Friday’-and the only reason he was stuck in this void of an institution was because he was one of the victims of the doctors’ cruel tests. He was known to the institution as “Subject H2”; the boy they tried shock therapy on for the first, and last time. The doctor’s obviously weren’t experts in the area.

“Friday,” Liz asked into the still air of her padded cell “do you know your way around this place?” She knew he was there, somewhere in the room, she could sense him because that is just what necromancers do. They sense the dead. Or raise it.

“Depends on what you’re looking for. Fifteen years of wandering aimlessly through these walls you learn a thing or two.” Fridays’ grim but young voice sounded through the air as he took a seat in front of me with his legs crossed before him.

I thought for a moment, “How old were you again Friday?”

“The old age of seventeen. Three days before my eighteenth birthday. When they took me I was sure I was going to Hogwarts and had just missed receiving my letter.” He had said the last part with a small chuckle. “But that is beside the main topic of conversation. What are you looking for?”

“Well,” she thought “I am looking for an out”. The worry that had clouded her since she had first met Friday, among the few other that had passed her by throughout the years, terrified when they realized that she could see them. Terrified of her powers. “I am sixteen, if you were seventeen that means I need an out.”

A sense of unease seemed to have set around Friday, his eyebrows furrowing and she could almost see the gears and trinkets and such spinning inside his head. Liz could leave, she could grow up and start her life over. He, of course, could not because he was bound-not out of choice of course- but because traumatic events anchor the soul which was what he was. Friday was a lost and forgotten soul.

“Friday! I am serious here, I need an out. And I know that you have found all the ways.” Liz was getting impatient and the morning sun had began to rise as if the night has been lost. When the sun came up, the tests began, and when the tests began was when uncertainty rose into the air like her last breath eventually would if she didn’t leave.

Friday closed the eyes, opening them with a sad face; a fake face. “There is no way out Liz. I have searched the place top to bottom. There isn’t a way out because the only way out for people like us is death.”

And with that Liz had gotten up, blank faced and emotionless; all means to survive had seemingly been frozen within her. Her heart slowed and with a deep and finalized breath, she did the one thing that nobody here did; she screamed.

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  • Sean Ulrich : Good essay and it's a good lesson that you mentioned that when you set your mind to something it is possible
  • dallen : Good job!Remember to watch out for grammatical errors such as not capitalizing the start of sentences or "i".
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