Wiki.........

I personally do not like the wiki assignment we had to do. For me it was a little to complicated, the whole learning of the wiki was interesting but actually contributing to it, well that I was not a fan of. Overall it was a good experience that I again am not a fan of. Although for some I will say they did seem to have a good time in learning about it and they did an awesome job especially with helping the others understanding the whole wiki idea.

Death......GOOD or BAD?

 

 

A lot of people think of death as a bad thing. Now this is might contradict my previous post but, is it really a bad thing. Yes, we miss the person who passed away or was killed but what if it was for the better. This might sound cold hearted to people but let say the person had a disease that has them in their death bed, why would we keep them alive? for them to keep suffering? there are a lot of people that will disagree because they say to have the faith maybe they can recover and come back from anything they would be going through at that moment. Realistically I think those types of people are selfish, yes! selfish and please don't get offended for this but it is my opinion. If I had my parents or my significant other in a state that I had to make the decision  of life or death, I would choose Death. Only because I wouldn't want them to suffer, yes I might regret it and miss them to death but if its something they would want I would complete there wish.

Death.......

Death is a word I HATE! I hate this with a passion especially when it comes from a loved one. Since a child I have hated to hear someone has passed away but, it wasn't until it hit home almost 3years ago that I have felt that word come to its worse meanings. Almost 3 years ago I got a horrific call that the father of my child passed away (now I don't want to get in to details on how it happened lets just say it wasn't supposed to happen) The fact that I had him one day and he was gone the next was just unimaginable. Now I had to do more then just find out he was dead, I had to identify his body, come up with the money for everything and last which was the worse thing I have experienced is having to go to view his body before anyone else can. Now until that time came I didn't want to belive that this acctually happend. Death makes you realize even more how much you miss womeone, how every detail of anything makes you remeber things that would happen. Death is something that at times comes very unexpectidly. So my suggestion to everyone is cherish everyone you have around you, take lots of pictures because pictures are worth a million memories.


Im not writing this for anyone to feel sympathy, please dont,this is just the first thing that came to my mind when the word DEATH came to mind.

Music

finding something that symbolizes something was a bit on the challenging side. I actually had to pay attention to what was a symbol to that particular person and I noticed it was music. No matter how that persons day was going music had the ability to make everything go away or become better. Music was some type of Zen to my friend. No matter what her music was always playing whether sad, happy, motivating all she did was dance. This made everything seem better to her, then I noticed the reason why everything the music she was listening to made some type of sense. If she was in a happy mood the music was up bet and happy go lucky, if something was wrong or on her mind they music was slow and the words that the artist song would just touch your heart. Music does indeed make people much more at ease.

A symbol can be anything to anybody a person, place or thing. I belive that my child is my favorite symbol. She is 6yrs old and she represents me. As much as it gets to me my daughter is just like me with a some of her fathers features.  she acts like me tries to talk like me lol but wont. A child to me symbolizes who you are, how they act and appear reflexs on you. There is that saying monkey see monkey do, well children are perfect monkeys. My daughter looks up to me every second and every day. Although we dont spend so much time together because I am a full time student here and work a full time job but what I like is that she understands. She understands that in life to get what we want we have to work hard for it and she knows that we will have plenty of times together.

 psychological critisim



Just to debunk what I think is going on in a story seems appealing to me. Im writing my Doc2 paper on the short story of Flannery O'conner The Revelation. Now when you first read the revelation you meet a christian lady who belives that she is better than anyone even the rich people named Mrs.Turpin. As you read the story you notice how she critiszes everyone and puts her attention on a young lady Mary Grace. Long story short, Mrs.Turpin says somethings that are directed to Mary Grace. Before you know it Mary grace lashes out at Mrs.Turpin telling her "Go back to hell where you came from, you old wart hog." the comment itself leavees her speachless and thinking all day. Now at the end of the story she scoldes at god, shes mad at him for the things that have happend, telling him "who do you think you are". We came to class on day and we basically debuncked the story. We basically figured out that this story took place around the civil right movement which would explain all the reasons why"white" people thought so low of the "black" people in this story. If you continue to read at the end of the story Mrs.turpin realizes that even when she thinks as a good or perfect person is not what god himself thinks, he accepts everyone.

The Desert......

 

 

 

 

 

When I first read The Desert by Benjamin Alire Saenz the first thing that popped into my head was not religion was not sexually but his journey to America. Now I am Hispanic and no I'm not racist in any form but the way he says "I came to you one rainless August night.You taught me how to live without the rain." sound like when he first started on his journey to America. How he started in an august night and how the dessert taught him how to live without rain. But then everyone said religion and I re-read the poem again, it all made sense. He went to god in august, he says how he (god) is everything sand, wind, sun, and burning sky.Then his verse saying salvame mi dios.... save me god it just all came together.....