Sunday, October 24, 2010

The little author :)

My favorite piece of writing that I composed is a book review essay we were writing in class, reviewing the book we were reading for the quarter. Our teacher had us pick how we were going to write our stories. I chose to compare my life story to the main characters life story. Turns out the little girl in the story, had similar events as me. Coincidently, we also had the same family terms. This piece of writing I wrote in a small crowded classroom of 32 children in 2 hours. You might say "that is impossible" or "no work of art can be mastered in less than a week or a year" but this story is real. It was deep. I wasnt just writing this paper for the credits, it really meant somthing because I began to get personal. I was open with the fact that in the book, this little girls mother was not around and that in her kids life she chose to bounce in and out; while hoping they would still love her equally the same as when they looked into her eyes and smiled the moment they were born. It doesnt happen that way. My father is exactly like the mother in the story, in so many ways, its actually kind of scary...but yet sad. For the fact of that another little girl was feeling the way as I do. Questioning the fact of love and adoration over hatred and negativity. "Why dont they want to know us?" "How come they dont love me?" "Did i do somthing wrong?" those questions I used to ask everyday and I mentioned that in the story. I knew this story meant somthing by the recognition of the tears it brought my family. I didnt like the fact that it brought them to tears but they really saw my actual feelings and thoughts on the empty spot where my father should be. Those dark places in my baby book where HE was supost to fill out...or the many pictures I dont have with him but with the rest of my family and my mom. And that is when I look at my mom and want to tell her "thankyou for not leaving!" Towards the end of my story and the last 10 minutes on the hourglass, I blanked out the fact that I was supost to say how I like or disliked the book. But I felt like this is what a kid should be graded on. Any kid can write down a few simple facts of a book they read 4 pages of and put some lame excuses repeadetly. Sitting a child down and telling them to relate themselves to the story, or imagine themselves in anothers shoes, guarantee they will acknowlege that they cant get away with writing "I liked this book because..." But they will actually have to dig deep and think.
You should read it somtime. :)

Friday, October 15, 2010

Outside Readingg!!! :)

Well the book that I chose to read is Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. It about 5 sisters that are forced to be married within a couple months for the reasoning of women not havng as much freedom with money, jobs or land until they were legally married. So...the story begins to unfold about the pros and cons of becoming married to a person after just meeting them. So far in the book, they are meeting Elizabeth is meeting Mr. Bingley. Mr. and Mrs.'s Bennett (the daughters parents) are waiting with anxious attitudes to await the personality of how Mr. Bingley likes Elizabeth. Meanwhile the other daughters are watching the new neighbors move in and out and waiting to see who would get the first pick for the next man.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Extending the Theme :)

Lesson learning is a big part of life. In the book To Kill A Mockingbird there are more than one lesson that is taught to both the readers and the characters themselves. To kill a mocking bird is a sin. They are sweet and kind and do not hurt anything or anyone. They just simply sing beautiful tunes and lullabys. Boo Radley and Tom Robinsons are victims of the awful crime of killing "mockingbirds". Now they are not really birds, they are real people but the mockingbirds of the gossiping town of Maycomb to an extent. But really nobody really pays attention to the mixed metaphor of "its a sin to kill a mockingbird". They think the actual bird, or they do not really pay attention. The town of Maycomb is a very hard to describe place. It can be explained as nice, or it could be told about in very specticle ways in detail; examples of racism/judgement, selfishness, and personalitys up the wall. There are nice people but you rarely hear about them unless its a rumor that is fake. Those nice people are citizens of Maycomb, and they are the ones we learn lessons from, but not actually saying "heres a lesson for you today". They give us hints and little secrets that most people in many cases will forget to pay attention too and miss those important facrts we would use almost everyday in life, if we were talented.