Lucky Poem

You're not supposed to question,
You're supposed to just know.
When something is wrong,
You don't let it show.
When I am most scared,
how can you leave me to feel so alone?
These people act like I'm a freak;
They speak to me in monotone.
What don't you get?
I'm your baby girl.
Don't you believe me?
You don't know the world.
It's not like when you were a kid.
Life's not a safe place.
And because I was raped,
It shows on my face.
Don't be embarrassed when questions arise,
I'll answer them, but I will not tell lies.
It must be called RAPE.
Nothing else but what it is.
I didn't want this to happen,
The fault is all his.
I feel so betrayed by the ones that I love.
The feelings I have, they are forever void of.

Lucky Themes

I've been having many ideas jump out at me as a topic for my multigenre project. One idea I was thinking about reminded me of when I was a little kid. Children don't see or understand things the same way as adults. Alice brings this up when she says, "Until that day in the yard with my playmate I thought this was what fathers did" (45). So our project could be about Children's perceptions. Another idea, that Erinn actually came up with, was rape on college campuses. I've heard that Western is one of the schools with the highest percentage of rape victims in the United States. That can't be good but it would be nice to find out. She addresses this by saying, "At a small table near the door was the RSA-Resident Security Assistant" (23). I can't wait to hear what ideas the rest of my group members came up with.

Nonfiction

To me, nonfiction is common sense. Why would it not be literature? It is text. I would classify any form of text that isn't a story about something that could happen in reality as nonfiction, be it true or not. Any document, autobiography, poetry, etc. are nonfiction. I don't understand why it is being debated because I don't see a concrete argument that could be built besides anything other than the worldwide definition of what nonfiction is.

A Good Man is Hard to Find

John 3:16
For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish but have everlasting life. John 3:16.

I hope the grandmother believed everything she said to "the misfit" about Jesus and praying because she became of victim of the reason she didn't want to vacation in Florida, although they were in Georgia. People often talk like that in order to soften up murderers when they're in that situation to save their own lives. Who really knows what the grandmother actually believed?

A Rose For Emily

I felt very sympathetic towards the character Emily, not only for the fact that she was portrayed to the readers as a lonely, pathetic old woman or the fact that the entire town viewed her as a mere gossip column and a sad excuse for a woman, but also because she perceived herself in the exact same way as everyone else. For her to be "one of Jefferson's finest" seems strange as you think there would be duties in order to remain known as one of the finest, such as being seen in public and maintaining a clean and pleasant household.
Her uncontrollable need to cling to the bodies of her deceased loved one's also seems a bit repulsive. Although you must feel sorry for her in the fact that she is a woman and didn't amount to much without her father or a husband in that time period, you can't help but think about the possibility that she may have mental problems, for keeping a dead body in your house is not exactly a normal thing to do(470). I didn't really understand why she had to murder Homer in order to keep him around either(474). Was it because he "wasn't the marrying kind" (471)? When stating that "He liked men" did that mean that he was gay or was there a deeper meaning that maybe I just didn't quite grasp (471)?
The story maintained my attention for a mere 10-15 minutes but is both challenging and time consuming for me to understand and analyze the basis for her thinking. Perhaps she did go insane like her aunt or perhaps she was just insecure with herself without a man in her life because of the time period in which she existed.

A Souvenir of Japan

Adoration or obedience? Resentment or respect?
Things aren't always what they seem.

Selfless or Selfish? Elegant or awkward?
Things aren't always what they seem.

Beautiful or tortured? Trashy or chic?
Thing's aren't always what they seem.

Culture and Heritage. Race and Religion.
Things are never what they seem.

The Yellow Wallpaper

Ever seen "The Number 23"? It's a movie about a guy whose wife buys him a book and he acts completely uninterested in it until he starts reading it and then everything about the story reminds him of himself. It talks about the number 23 and how it's in addresses, birthdays, important dates in history, and even in words. By the end he is completely obsessed with the number 23 and finds out that this is due to mental processes from the past. This story has proven that obsessions and insanities are not necessarily something one is born with but rather something one creates for himself, and in these cases, based on a likeness or strong interest. I couldn't put this story down even though it's way past my bedtime. It really got inside the readers' head and I think that's that is how the most intriguing stories are written.