Sunday, February 24, 2008
in response to http://melissafawi.blogspot.com/
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
I don’t know what I would do if I had a stutter. I rely so much on my voice and what I have to say, and if I had problem with getting out my thoughts or knowing that was I was saying wasn’t coming out clearly, that would be one of the most helpless feelings in the world. When Hoagland says that there were really only three times in his life where he was really scared because of his stutter it made me think about if I could be as strong as he is dealing with that. I already get nervous when I have to speak in front of a big crowd of people. But for Hoagland, there is an even bigger struggle than just some simple butterflies. He had to deal with wondering when he was going to stutter and, if he was going to be able to say what he needed to say, on a daily basis, and in everyday conversation. Reading his story made me very great full to have my voice, and to know what I don’t have to worry about it failing me when I need it.
When we had to read “At War with My Skin” by John Updike it reminded me of this boy that goes to the summer came I work at. This little boy has pretty bad psoriasis and it sometimes seems to me like he is isolated from the rest of the kids because of it. I work as lifeguard for the camp so the only time ire ally get to interact with them is when they are at the beach, but this boy wouldn’t go in the water because his psoriasis was extra bad on his back and he was embarrassed by it. When she says “my peers either didn’t notice anything terrible about my skin or else neglected to comment upon it,” this also brought up the fact that I never can actually remember any of the other kids saying anything about this boys skin either. Maybe it was because they knew that is wasn’t something he could control or maybe they truly didn’t notice anything different about him either. But this story just brought up that memory for me and it reminded me of a person story that I could relate to as well. I think that physical problems like that can be really hard for a person of any age. You think that people are always starring at you, and even if they don’t say something to you, it seems like they possibly could be judging you behind your back. I really enjoyed this story and I’, glad that I could make a person connection to it as well.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
When we got the questions in class last Monday, I didn't think that picking this subject to write about was going to be so hard. I had a few ideas pop up immediately and I thought that I could easily come up with some good stories to write about for this essay topic. Little did I know that it was a lot then my initial assessment seemed. I sat down for about 2 hours trying to figure out what I could possible write about that would fit the description of this essay. I still am not 100% sure on what I want to write about but I have a few more ideas. This topic really made me look back into my past and try to recall some stories from my childhood. I really enjoyed the channeling of this essay topic and am really looking forward to seeing how the finished product turns out.