Happy Spring everyone!

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Blog #5 5/20/09

For this blog post, I wanted to analyze a quotation from a main character Polly, from 3 Willows. Polly said, "She didn't want to be interesting. Maybe it was okay when you were grown up and you were in control of it, but being different in high school was no fun at all"(Brashares, 143). Pollys mom Dia was an artist, so of course Dia felt comfortable being unique and "interesting." But, after Polly went through modeling camp, she was exposed to how the world viewed people, and being "interesting" definitely was not it. First off, after being told that being different was way better than normal, it came as a shock to Polly when she entered high school and modeling. This especially became true when her friends split apart to go into "better" friend groups, feeling ashamed when they talked to her, mostly because they thought they would hurt her feelings, which in a way, they did. This quote shows how even though parents and teachers stress that being yourself is the most important thing, it really is false when you are a student, and it is angering that adults feed their kids with those kinds of things, only setting them up to be dissapointed in the future. Sure, being unique is fine, but many people in high school don't view it as "cool" or "normal." Moreover, this quote shows how hurt Polly was after being abandoned by her friends and being told lies from her mom. 

Number 8 poem

There once was a lady
who had octuplets 
that were born on the 8th day of october
who lived in a state
with only eight cities
in which all eight resided
in a house with 8 rooms
shaped like an octagon
from which all 8 shared a dinning room
where they would eat
8 octopus every 8th day of the month in october
they would go to school riding octacycles
because the gas was far to high 
at eight dollars a gallon 
for the mom of the octuplets to pay
so she put them in eight races
were each got 8th place
and won 800,000 each
so they could pay 
the mother with octuplets

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Blog #4 5/13/09

For this blog, I wanted to do a connection from one of the characters, Jo from the book 3 Willows, to the real world. I would like to make a connection from Jo's parents divorce to ones that happen all across the world. Brashares describes, "Jo began to get a feeling, faraway but powerful, of just how unhappy they had been, how much had been sacrificed because of it"(Brashares, 248). This quote describes how Jo had known that after her brother Finn's death, they just weren't happy anymore and that it changed who they were. For example, her mom turned to cleaning and her dad to work, but they both were afraid to talk about it because it brought up to many memories. As in many divorces, they happen because of some sort of tragedy or misfortune, in this case the death of a son. Or, just because they don't love each other anymore. The divorce of Jo's parents affected her in more ways than just one. She lost touch with her dad, and her mom was always trying to be outgoing, being at party's all the time, as a way to avoid loneliness and the acceptance of loss. Also, the divorce affected Jo because she had to find a balance between seeing her mom and her dad on an alternating schedule, while they told her they were just "trying" it out. In effect, many divorced couples face issues of possession over children which can lead the children to be confused, lost, and hurt without anyone to talk to. The worst part about divorcees is that they tend to feed their children false hopes as if they were to mend things up. Moreover, it is not always best to blame the parents, but they should keep an open mind to their children and maybe invest some time into sessions to talk about what is really going on so that no one gets lost in translation. 

Monday, April 27, 2009

Blog #3 5/6/09

For this literary blog post on 3 Willows, I want to make a connection from the book to the Media/world. In the book, Polly aspires to be a model which is due to the pressures from her friends. I would like to make a connection to the pressure of body image and conforming to a certain mold, especially in modeling. For example, in the book, during modeling camp Polly is very much forced to go on extreme dieting and other appearance extremes. This is shown through the online article, "Pressure mounts for ban on size zero models." The article explains that people are beggining to realize how much pressure there is on models to be unhealthily thin but that people still are against making changes to improve the standards and expectations on models. In the article, a 22 year old Ramos from Uruguay died from eating a diet of only lettuce and diet coke for 3 months! Of course, it is also not good because models on the runway are also role-models for kids and teens, such as Polly whom it has gotten to. Fortunately, after the modeling camp, even though Polly went to a runway show, she realized who stupid it was and that she was tired of trying to be someone she was not. As theorized by Polly, "She was never going to be a model. Never, never. Even if she did look like her grandmother. To want it was the same as hating herself. That was the truth"(Brashares, 291).

Friday, April 24, 2009

Blog #2 4/29/08

For this blog post, I would like to write a letter to Polly in Jo's point of view. This is after Polly came to visit Jo at her beach house but Jo was talking to another friend and Polly heard Jo say that she isn't really her friend. Polly left and was extremely hurt. 

 Dear Polly,

I am sorry for what happened when you visited. I know you must have overheard the things I said, and I feel miserable every time I think of it- which I do a lot. I know I should have told you the truth before I came but now when I come to think of it, it was better I didn't because then I didn't realize what a real friend you were when at the end everyone left me but you were the only one left. The truth is I really didn't want you to visit. I know that's mean and I'm ashamed of it. I was so caught up with the scene at the restaurant and these older girls. I just thought that was the most important thing and that you would get in the way of it. Its' kinda scary to be so wrong. Those people weren't important. They weren't real friends at all, but you are. I understand that better now and no matter what happens I will always know what a real friend is because of you and Ama. I don't expect you to forgive me. I don't really think you should. But I just want to tell you the truth, because what I said to her was a lie. You are my friend. Even if we never talk to each other again, you have been a better friend than I have ever deserved. And that is the truth. 

From, 

Jo (aka me)

Spontaneous Word Poem 4/26/09

With gloss rebounding off its rugged surface
the stone on the ground
is something to cross
across to the side with grass
grass, used for the fields
on which we jump, run, pant, and shout
on which rain descends
and in puddles do we splash
with laughter ringing out in the open
almost like singing
the trees adjacent to the school
sing with the sound of spring
a floral and sweet combination
that we hope will last forever
at the end of the day, we abandon our books
the reading we do is lost 
as we leave through door 2
and walk with our ankles, wishing we
could fly in the sky, abandoning our flip-flops.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Blog #1 04/22/09

For the first blog about my choice book, 3 Willows the sisterhood grows by Ann Brashares, I chose to pick a quote and analyze it. My quote is, "No matter how far back you cut a willow tree, it will never really die" (page 319). First off, you have to know that the author relates the three girls who planted willow trees when they were younger to sayings about Willow Trees. The three girls are Ama, Polly, and Jo. This quote was on the very last page of the book and it shows how since Polly, Jo, and Ama planted the trees a long time ago and split apart, they were able to come back together. They were able to come together because as relating them to Willow trees, even though they got cut back, they never really did loose their friendship because a Willow Tree will "never really die." I particularly chose this quote because it struck me as being so straightforward and how friendships really are concrete if they were based off of something genuine. Also, I think that this quote shows how the author, Ann Brashares, can relate two different things, one animate and one inanimate, and fuse them together to create a basic theme in the scheme of friendships and moreover, relationships of all kinds and sorts. 

Saturday, April 18, 2009

So much depends, 2

So much of spring depends 
upon growth
the rebirth of the trees, leaves, and grass
how much perseverance they have
an eruption of flowers from the earth
the symphony's of a birds raucous calls
reverberating through the clean, crisp air
the majestic beauty of a clear azure sky
the feel of the wind blow gently by
with a whisper that seems to breathe
life back into spring

So much depends, 1

So much depends 
upon a round little egg
gleaming in all its glory
waiting for its unwrapping
the crinkle kunkle krish screams in the air
as a brilliant waft of cocoa and peanut butter
makes its way to the brain
signaling a fusion that gives ecstasy 
the massive crunch, loud yet delicate
as it crumbles to its destruction
shows its vulnerability 
pleasure resulting 

Monday, April 6, 2009

Awarness

So, this blog post is pretty much just for its own. This spring break, I went to San Francisco and Scottsdale, AZ. When I went to San Francisco it really amazed me how many different ethnic groups lived there and that many people would help you with directions or were friendly. I'll admit that I had some preconcived notions about a big city like San Francisco, like that everyone was mean and no one wanted to help you, but when I gave it some time it showed that you really shouldn't have ideas of what people will be like. Another thing that made me realize what a big world it is, is that there were so many homeless people in the streets and in the parks because the weather is much more temperate than it is here in minnesota. What really made me mad was that people just walked by and mothers or fathers with their kids would tell them not to look at them. I didn't bring money around with me, but I always smiled at them because they seem so lonely. I wish that their helplessness would be brought into the media more often so that things would be better for everyone and that stereotypical barriers would be broken down.