The End

It has come down for our final essay to be turned in. I am sad to know that I just got used to all the people in my many classes and next semester I will be in a new class with all new people. Change is hard for me to deal with but it will be ok. I am actually pretty excited about this last essay because I get to be creative and I get to talk about a time in my life in which I had to use a different way of communicating with people than what I was used too. I am also excited about how short it has to be. Its a very relaxing paper in which absolutely no research is required yay!

Nacirema

This story we went over in class was very interesting to me because not only did the author make this story about our society, he also spelled american backwards and made that the story title, all to get his point across. The story was so simple but very thoughtful. I had no idea he was talking about the society in which I associate myself with until the end of the story. I think its amazing and the author was a genius in the world of literature for writing this. It made me think the people in the story were weird and it was my society in which he was talking. It was kind of funny that he tricked me into judging my own society.

Innocence long gone

You know when I was younger I could not wait to get older and everyone always told me they wish they could be a kid again, i remember saying not me I would never wish to be a kid again, now I kind of do. Things were so much simpler and less stressful. I did not know of the many evils in the world, I had no idea, now i feel it is my duty to protect those younger than me and always telling them to cherish childhood and to always think decisions through before making them because you will never be able to take a bad decision back. Attempting to do this also makes me sad because I know that they will think what I thought when I was there age and it seems to be a never ending cycle. I wish I knew what I could do to try and to help them not make the decisions I made and to cherish their childhood and to just have fun so that way when they are older they will not regret their past.

Cablinasian

The blog racialicious, found on d2l, goes on and on and on about Tiger Woods race. The way I look at it is Tiger Woods can refer to himself as whatever he wants rather it be black, white, asian, cablinasian or whatever. I do not see the point in arguing over what race he is or whom he chooses to identify with, whether he is married to a white woman, a black woman or whatever. He is famous for beign the greatest golfer ever. I do not understand what anyone is trying to prove talking about his race again and again when it really does not matter what race he is. He has talent and that is what should be talked about. Too many people racist or not are always bringing up something about race, and I believe that is why there are still racial issues. We need to just all be color blind and leave race out of discussions about people, seriously what is the point?

Name

This name is not my own. I thought this name was interesting though because it is not actually a name, just a word from a foreign language. The person who bears this name is of the heritage in which this word is spoken. The word itself is unique and I think it is beautiful. The name is Masina and it means moonlight.

Gender Collage

The gender collage was one of my most favorite things we have done in class. When I was looking for pictures to put on my collage to identify with the opposite sex I thought of what pictures would best represent the opposite sex's likes. It was kind of stereotyping but I put pictures of what the majority of the opposite sex like. For example, a lot of men like sports, not all of them but a lot of them do so it would make sense to put a picture of some sort of sport. A lot of women like shopping, not all of them but a lot do so it would make sense to put a picture of a purse or something on there.

Discourse Community Presentations

I thought that everyone in our class had a unique discourse in which they presented. The bollywood presentation was pretty interesting i guess since I did not really know what it was until that day. I liked the belly dancing this interests me because I too can bellydance. There was another presentation that was given which kind of upset me and a few others in the class. In this particular presentation something was said similar to freshman students who are not student athletes do have as much responsibility and stress and do not have to get up as early as freshman athletes, and I could understand where this person was coming from in saying this and i know this person is really nice and probably did not mean to offend anyone but I could not help as to take that presentation personally. The presentation just seemed like a dis to all non student athletes. Even though it was not meant in that manner and other than that presentation I like this person just some of the things that were said seemed like the presenter did not put too much research into their paper and a writer should not use the words always and never. Also the paper was also about discussing stereotypes your discourse community faces, but in doing so I felt this person stereotyped other groups outside of their own, which is not right.

Use of Adjectives

I am going to give a description, like we have been doing in class and see if you can guess the subject?


The night was freezing but the wind was warm. As a lay there on a bed of sand and felt the icy mist on my soft skin, my mind pondered as I waited for him to arrive. My heart is racing and beating hard inside of my chest. My body is covered in chill bumps, I am so nervous I am shivering. My mind keeps striding back and forth as to what I should do, if I should even be here waiting. Just thinking how young I am, and if my parents were to find my large comfortable bed empty how much trouble I would be in. He is a few years older, and we have not been dating to long but he promises that he loves me, but how would I know, I had never experienced true love before, I feel that I love him but how would I know this is what love feels like. What if I just like him. It seems like I am ready but what if I am not, what if I just want this happy feeling inside of me to last. What if I just want him to like me forever, but is this the way to do that, I am so confused and lost. I wish someone would just appear and give me the right answer. I have been laying here about an hour waiting, where is he. As I watched the bright glowing stars in the darkened sky and smelt the aroma of ocean water, I heard his soft voice, I looked away from the sky and up at him, he layed down beside me, and wrapped his large, gentle arms around me, I felt protected.

Helen Keller

I thought that the story of Helen Keller was fascinating. I could not even imagine what it would be like to live in a not only a dark world but a silent one as well. I really liked how the story explained the part about love, I though it was absolutely beautiful, probably because I am a really romantic person. It is really kind of silly but it really touched me, i almost cried. The story also made me realize how lucky I am that I can both see and hear. I realize I take that for granted. I can also relate to her story in a way because at one point in my life I could not communicate with anyone around me because they spoke a different language. I was very lost and felt alone, very much like she probably felt, except for she could not see or hear the people around her.

Media

Stereotypes that we see daily exposed to us by media sources are wrong. Such as everyday commercials between shows that we may watch. Such as the commercial about the doll house and the little girl playing and it said something similar to "where dreams can grow", this made me kind of sad because it was teaching younger generations that girls are supposed to play in doll houses, and when it said "where dreams can grow" this especially made me sad because I took it as little girls dreams of being a housewife, which is wrong. I loved playing with dolls and doll houses as a child, don't get me wrong but now that I realize the underlying message in it, when I do have children needless to say I will not be getting her a dollhouse.