There was one specific part in the book that I want, no need, to talk about. When Margaret's maternal grand-parents come to visit, they immediately start in on Margaret being a Christian. Of course she freaks out. She says "who needs God anyway?!"
And here is where I think her parents failed her. Instead of raising her to understand WHY people have these beliefs and hold these faiths so strongly,they just tell her she can make up her own mind eventually. Obviously, as we have seen throughout the book, Margaret is the kind of person who (at least for now) needs God. She needs to believe there is something bigger then herself-and what 6th grader in the 1970's wouldn't? It was a difficult era politically and (for Margaret among many other American pre-teens) personally. Her parents set her up for failure. When she stopped talking to God I had to put down the book for a few days, I was so mad. I just wanted to run in and be like, "It's OK! You don't even have to call it God if you don't want to! These things you are thinking about are important and something is listening!" But I guess she found that out on her own in the end.
OK, so now I need to go to geography, then it's home to keep packing, getting ready for the exodus!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
|You Are a Blue Crayon|
Your world is colored in calm, understated, deep colors.
You are a loyal person, and the truest friend anyone could hope to find.
On the inside, you tend to be emotional and even a bit moody.
However, you know that people depend on you. So you put on a strong front.
Your color wheel opposite is orange. Orange people may be opinionated, but you feel they lack the depth to truly understand what they're saying.
I guess i actually agree with this one! Except that I don't really like blue...
Thursday, August 23, 2007
I have been listening to my new Melissa Ferrick CD (sorry, I don't have time to add a link right now) constantly since I returned home, and she mentions breathing a lot. I have been sighing a lot at work today, which is, I think, due to a lack of good breathing practice.
Also, I realized that by this point in my Michigan Day I would have at least walked to the Janes (porta potties) which I would estimate to be about one of my city blocks, and then possibly played a game of badminton or something. It is definitely a more healthy lifestyle for me there, and today my back is reminding me of that.
Not to mention having a much better breakfast! How I miss those Gals cooking for me!
But alas, now I am home and back to this reality. I am registered for classes and just found out that I will not be able to move in to my new place until Sept. 1st, so hopefully my current landlord will be lienent as to when I have to be moved out! Otherwise I may have to ask some generous friends and relatives for some temporary storage space!
Something on Are you there God, as well as Pan's Labyrinth, next time, I promise!
Monday, August 20, 2007
I think the description is pretty accurate. People do indeed seem to enjoy my vulgarity...
by James Joyce
Most people are convinced that you don't make any sense, but compared
to what else you could say, what you're saying now makes tons of sense. What people do
understand about you is your vulgarity, which has convinced people that you are at once
brilliant and repugnant. Meanwhile you are content to wander around aimlessly, taking in
the sights and sounds of the city. What you see is vast, almost limitless, and brings you
additional fame. When no one is looking, you dream of being a Greek folk hero.
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
Oh, and By the way, I (finally) finished Are you There God? in Michigan, so I will post my thought on that in the next post!