Monday, May 5, 2008

lady with a lapdog

Dmirty Dmiritch Gurov reminds me of the song " and he where he lays his hat is his home but when he died.............." you know the rest. he is a sicking womanizer who i want to stuff a sock in his mouth. He really hated his wife and didn't like staying at home. this part reminds me of how husband and wife sometimes lose the magic in a marriage. things happen and people need to understand that everything is not going to be perfect in relationships. okay i'm done being Dr. Phil for right now.
Dmirty seems like he is searching for love. he made a mistake with his first wife and now he wants the real thing. i'm not conveience that he really loves anna. im convienced that he is infacturated with her. but when the infactuation goes away and life resumes if you are still interested in that person then that is love. i hate when young people try to say after 3 freakin weeks that they love each other. you have a infactuation with that person. you want to be around them forever until you really recongize thier ways. i find this funny about love in general because teenagers are not the only ones that make this mistake.

Hills like white elephants

OMG OMG OMG. this story was so annoying. it killed me to read it. the conversation between the man and woman was so dull. what the heck is up with licorice? why is that so important? these people are so indecisive. they couldn't figure out if the sky was blue or green.
the couple was really odd. the American didn't seem to like the girl very much. I think it was because she was talking too much but, that is what happens when you are drunk. and what is this stupid operation that the American wants this "Jig" to have. I wonder if it is to shut her big fat mouth. i think that the man is there on a vacation or something and he meets this lady has sex with her and then she gets pageant and he wants her to have an abortion. i think he has a whole family and wife at home and doesn't want to be taking for child support. but that is just my mind wondering.
like i said before the conversation was very dull. the lady was annoying and the man was pesiky. it drove me up a wall. he kept wanting her to get some kind of operation maybe her ta-tas were to small and he wanted some big ones but i don't think plastic surgery was out doing this time. i don't know many people that still travel by train and the ones i do know they don't perfer it.

A Rose For Emily

This story is crazy. Miss Emily must be crazy. The whole town seems nutty. This story takes place in southern town still written with slavery. Miss Emily is the epitomie of the upper class snobby women that everyone hates but will tolerate. my mind is kinda wondering on this topic so bear with me. what is up with her house smelling like that, why do the officals not want to tell her that her house stinks? Is she that precsious and that scared that no one can tell her that S*** don't stink? and what is the deal with her killing that man? i think he was going to leave her and she didn't want him to. she already went through her father dying and her lover leaving her. why did the Faulkner name it a rose for emily? i don't see where a rose comes in, in this. well i'm about to go to class i'ma write some more after class.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Essay #2

I feel like I'm in a psychology class. I am continuously analyzing everything. I love it. I find myself using these techniques over and over again throughout my life. However, this is not what this post is about. this post is about what i want to do for essay 2. so i thought about it for quite awhile and i think that i want to do something with how the family structure has varied from time to time. my thesis might be something like " the family structure has changed from time to time" pretty much self explanatory.

Then i was thinking about doing something of how the middle child might get left behind as far as all the other children are concerned. i know i would have to do a lot of research for that.

I also want to show the father daughter relationship and how women were very sheltered creatures back in "the day." I want to show how the role of the wife has changed from a home maker to a home maker, a father, a provider, and maybe a business women.

I don't know I'm still confused but i think i want to do something along those lines. thank god that i finally learned what was suspected of me because i surely had a hard time with the first paper. but i think i have a grip on it now.

Monday, April 7, 2008

I Stand Here Ironing

It took me a long time to understand this story. I had to read this story twice to get a good grip on it. So from what I understand, somebody askes the mother of a child if she can sit down and talk to her about her child. that shounds very confusing but i hope you understand. the mother doesn't have anything to say to the person asking her because she thinks her daughter is a lost cause. then the story goes on to tell us how he thought of her daughter and how she felt about her.

This story really digs deep into how children of divorce deal with it. I beleive that children of divorce are much stronger than children with two parents. especially because they have had to deal with mommy or daddy leaving. so that means they had to go through a major shift at some point in their lives. Children that see divorce early I think, are least affected than children that deal with it late. the reason why is because younger children don't really know what is going on, plus they get acustomed to having one family homes so they make the transition early. older children understand more so they are able to choose which parent they want to grow up with, which parent they "side with", or which parent caused the whole turmoil. not saying there is a right or wrong answer but children that go through divoreces earlier in there lives are at an advantage.

then children that grow up in two parent homes tend to be more sheltered. they are allowed more and get more. They can run to either parent and ask for what they want. In a single parent home you are not able to do that because no means no.

I'm not sure that this is what the story is talking about becaus eit took me a while but i think i have some type of grip.

Friday, April 4, 2008

Sonny's Blues

This story really shows us family relationships. This story tickled me. It reminded me of my own family and how parents try to sugar coat everything. I'm wondering why that is, is it because at a young age we can't handle the truth or are they trying to shield us from so unknown harm. Why do we make promises we can't keep. I can't stand when parents ask us look after your siblings. I mean we can't sheild them from harm as much as we can sheild ourselves from harm. Why do parents have this high expectation for us, aren't they suppose to be the ones to look out for us.

This story also helped me to understand how drugs play a role in the family dynamics. drugs not only hurt the person doing them, they also hurt the people around them. This story remined me of an African-American family living in a government housing project. I've seen all the things mentioned in this story and I have felt some of the feelings in this story. The feelings of hoplessness and dispair are prelent in communities such as these.

This story tells how families are not the "joneses" they appear to be. It's funny how Sonny's brother tried to act like an older brother after their mother died. He never paid any intrest in anything Sonny did. Now all of a sudden he wants to bash Sonny's idea of becoming a drummer.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Draft 1#2

Okay, nevermind I'm still confused. I understand that we are not suppose to be writing an essay that was inspried by the stories we have read in class but I still am not getting or understanding what my teacher is asking of me. I tried to start my paper this weekend but I was put to a halt because I didn't understand what my teacher is looking for. Does she want a well-developed reasearch paper like the ones that were written last semester or does she want something totally different. Someone explain this to me please................