Thursday, October 29, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
The house of Mango Street book contained a lot of meaningful stories, which can be compared to the life of everyday. Most of those short stories actually have themes that enhance anybodies experience including me. The writers experience influenced many factors, which can safeguard the real human life. The strengthness of this book developed, my mind from one direction to another, how the writer included the scenes and characters, which are very effective in its positive. If the people continue reading and understand the writers main agenda, can make the students to be a writers in the future.
The weakness of the book , is only the quotes that the writer included from the foreign words, which was kind of complicated, I mean some of the words can change the test of the story, and sometimes they are nowhere in the dictionary. But nobody can claim to be perfect.
My favorite story was the red clowns, because it involved on relationship, where the Spanish girl being aggressed, at the same time she was having a dream of what she red from the book and saw in the movie. Later on, everything took different direction, Sally who didn’t look what was expected, having sour lips and many unexpected negative appearance, finally claiming why you lie to me.
My favorite chapter from the end of the book would have to be "The Three Sisters". This whole book i have been rooting for Esperanza to get out the bad town she is and go on to something better for her. Out of nowhere, three old ladies tell her she is going to do just that. "You must remember to come back. For the ones who cannot leave as easily as you" (105). I liked this passage because it is foreshadowing for the rest of the book.
The story that caught my eye was " Linoleum Roses" because it starts out to be all bunnies and rainbows but once you get closer it turns out to be nothing but problems. Sally is married and she is happy because she doesnt have to pay for things her husband does it but then her husband also beats her which is sad that she has to live a life scared like that. " She sits at home because she is scared to go out with his permission." It just shows that her freedom has gone away after getting married and she is living her life almost as a hostage.
The main strengths of this book are its sense details and great descriptions. The reader can always picture each scene very clearly because Cisneros allows you to paint a picture in your head with her descriptive language. I don't believe there are any weaknesses for this book, but sometimes it is hard to undersatnd her hidden meanings behind her personal stories. My favorite story from the reading over the weekend is The Monkey Garden. Esperanza and her friends love this garden for it is an escape for them, "This, I suppose, was the reason why we went there. Far away from where our mothers could find us" (Cisneros 95). I understand how nice it is to have a place where you can relax and get away from all the stresses in your life.
My favorite reading was A House of My Own, where she talkes about having her own place. This was my favorite because in other chapters she talkes about not liking mango street or not having a real home. So it was nice to hear her talk about a place of her own, where she can relax, and calm down, and be herself. "Only a house quiet as snow, a space for myself to go, clean as paper before the poem."
A House Of My Own, was my favorite story for today's reading. "Not a Flat, Not an apartment. Not a mans house. Not a daddys house. A house all to my own." I like this because she showing the reader that shes on her own and she doesn't have other people to worry about or people to pick up after its like her own place to be herself and not having any hold backs.
Out of the reading for today my favorite story was "The Monkey Garden". In this story Esperanza shows a wide variety of emotions. She goes from being happy and full of excitement to anger and pure sadness. With her friend Sally completely ignoring her in the midst of some boys attention, it is easy to understand the hurt she is experiencing. "I wanted to be dead, to turn into the rain, my eyes melt into the ground like two black snails. I wished I wished" (Cisneros 99). This shows how much Esperanza has bottled up at this particular time. To feel such ways and to wish for such things more than once in this story alone gives you and idea that there is more to the story that was is being presented at this given time.
One of my favorite stories from today was "A House of My Own" because it was short but she does a good job of describing what it would be like to have her own place. "My two shoes waiting beside the bed. Nobody to shake a stick at. Nobody's garbage to pick up after. Only a house quiet as snow, a space for myself to go, clean as paper before the poem." I liked this story because it shows that she dreams of having her own place and that she is determined to have her own place and that it will be a nice place and it will be exactly the way she wants it to be.
my favorite story out of the reading was the A House of My Own. once again its only five or six sentence, she explains how beautiful the house is and why she loves it the way it is. one more thing is that, she rhymes the line. i thought that was very uniqe. The qute in this story was, "Only a house quiet as snow, a space for myself to go, clean as paper before the poem". wow just one sentence tells you the whole story. just a great book. awsome.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
My first Job, I feel it was forever ago. I was 14 and wanted to make money, there was only a few places that would hire at 14; so I applied at Kroger’s. Being so young and working I defiantly experienced a lot in the work force. I had easy hours working from 4-6 M-F, and 4 hour shifts on the weekends. I worked as a bagger, bagging groceries for just about every customer that came through the line, hoping to make a tip or two. My best tip was 20 dollars from an old lady who I think must of pulled the wrong bill out of her wallet, although she said "here you go young man save this and buy yourself a nice house one day" still to the day i dont believe she ment to give me 20, unless she thought I was cute. Other than bagging groceries, I performed other task such cleaning around the store or replacing merchandise people did not want once they reached the checkout line. It was a fun job, although it sucked a lot of times. For instance, when it was cold outside we were still required to take groceries to the car lugging the cart through inches or a foot snow, pouring down rain, and tornado gusting winds blowing me all over the parking lot. This was all made better by the 2 dollar tip id hopefully walk away with from the customer. This was my first job.
My very first job that I had was working at McDonald’s as a cashier. Many of you would say that working at McDonald’s is the worst job you can have but to extend it can be fun. On the first day there I remember that one of the managers said “you’re going to enjoy working here” and I said to her “am I really going to enjoy it?” and she responded “of course you are as long as you make fun for your self”. I felt like I was a one year that was learning how to walk again because of how much I had to learn. McDonald’s is like an airport people just keep coming and leaving through out the day and at the same time when ever people stop coming, which rarely happens, they expect you to be cleaning, stocking your area, or following a specific order given by the manager. But is not just about working you got thirty minutes to your self, during that time you could eat, sleep, or do what ever you want. This was my favorite part of my job because I got to relax and I could get a free meal, which I always did. Working at McDonald’s was not a bad idea because I was able to learn everything that I needed to learn with in two weeks.
Beside the community service, my first job was a warehousing company called limited logistics service, which is located two miles away from our home. It was my last year to finish my senior in high school; actually the job was not easy to handle such a person like me. Most of the people are very strong and energetic how easily they take their duties, although a lot of those associate look more talented then me in terms of job status.
Fortunately one of my old friends was working there, he explained for me everything, but still nothing look easy. After couple weeks situation was getting better, I was received my first paycheck ever, as you know money reliefs a lot of problems. The management of the company based on honest, teamwork and supportive this really encourages me to become more efficient in my future. Although is very hard to work such a young man like in such places. My department is packing, hopefully that was one of the easiest departments in my company, my supervisor whose named came to me one of the mornings and ask me
“Can you please help shipping department” Jarrod said
“ No problem, but how?”
Shipping department was very tough and confusing, I go ahead and followed the instruction he give to me, but nothing much, he told me keep the running conveyer on eye, it was just as easy as it is. Now I am still working the same place as a part time associate.
My first job was around my junior year in high school I had created my own business for cutting peoples grass ans shoveling their driveways during the winter, because where I used to live their were a lot of elderly people who where unable or did not want to cut their grass so I took the opportunity by going door to door and asking I they wanted me to help with a reasonable price.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
My first job was at a clothing store in the mall called Delia’s. My best friend at the time worked there so I though it would be fun, super easy, and I would get a great discount! What I remember most about this job is always thinking, “how soon until I get off?” For the first couple months, the managers did not bother to teach me how to work the register, so all I did for hours at a time was fold clothes over and over and over again. And once I would finish one job, my boss would say, “Kara, go fold the jean wall.” (Which had about a million different pairs located on it.) I was a caged in bird forced to put a smile on. It also did not help that little girls would mess up piles right after I folded them! I expected folding in the retail industry, but definitely not perfection such as this store demanded. Once I started working the register though, things got better. I was listening to “Excuse me, find me a different size in this.” Don’t get me wrong, I have lots of respect for people who work in retail, because I know how hard it is, I just know now that it is not the job for me.
I got my first job the summer after I graduated from high school. I decided I wanted to work at Graffiti Burger a new personally owned business. My first day on the job was probably the worst day I’ve worked there. I started in the afternoon; they welcomed me with by putting me on the dish tank. The dish tank is in the back of the kitchen and is a one man job. It consists of three sinks one for washing the dishes another for rinsing them off and the last one to sanitize them. So I began to wash dishes thinking I would only be back there for an hour or so then they would take me off them. I was wrong; I washed dishes for three hours straight. While doing the dishes the night crew was coming in for the start of their shift and one person named David came up to me and said “it’s your first day isn’t it?”
I replied “yeah it is.”
And he said back to me “I thought so we all did dishes our first day don’t worry about it.”
This didn’t make me feel that bad that I was doing dishes anymore. After doing dishes for three hours they called me out to the grill where we cook the burgers. I was soaked to the bone at this point, and it looked like I had gotten in a squirt gun fight. The first thing I noticed about being next to the grill was that it’s probably the hottest place to stand in the whole restaurant. It’s so hot that I started to break a little sweat that I could feel building up on my back and forehead. As more and more people come in and order food I have to put more patties down on the grill, and eventually the five by three foot grill is completely full, maybe about thirty patties. The patties need to be flipped when you see grease start to accumulate around the edges of the patties. After flipping the patties they start to sizzle in the grease and sizzle and steam so that the grease from the grill gets into the air and lands all over my face and arms. It feels like rubbing a thin layer of Vaseline on your arms and face. When the patties are done cooking we top them with cheese and place them on the bun so that the burger can be completed. Finally they told me I was allowed to go home. I felt awful after being soaked by water, covered in grease and sweat all over my body. I smelled like a burger and felt like one too. It is a very dirty job but it’s an income of money so I can’t complain.
My first job was at Barnes and Noble and let me tell you people are snobs about their coffee. When entering the store the scent of brewed coffee and fresh baked cookies fill my nostrils. Rows of books as far as the eye can see, topics ranging from anywhere on how to cook a turkey to anime comic. Tall, grande and ventis cups are stacked up like mountains, and the sound of milk being steamed fills the air. A regular customer named Tony can be detected as soon as he approaches the café by his over powering cologne, like always he gets his usual tall coffee to go and gives me the change of fifty two cents as a tip. I hear the tip tap of heels making their way to the café and I know this woman will be a hand full.
“Excuse me, may I have a grande non-fat, upside down, sugar free iced caramel latte with an extra shot.”
I slowly turn around and see a very agitated woman who wears too much make up; she is tapping her fingers on the counter impatiently. I hand her the drink that took almost five minutes to make and tell her to have a nice day.
“Uh huh. Thanks.”
This is what I get in return, and then I think to myself, “Only three more hours then I’m free.”
Well, aside from all the babysitting jobs and little things for money here and there, I guess you could say my first real job was at Smith Dining Hall, located on the campus of Ohio Wesleyan University. At the age of sixteen I could now drive, meaning I could now get a job to pay for gas, insurance and whatever else it was that I wanted to do.
Lucky for me my best friend, Marla already worked there, (also how I was introduced to the job in the first place.) so I wasn't too terribly nervous. It definitely was a leap from my comfort zone, that is for sure. It wasn't the fun and games that babysitting played out to be. It was business and I was just another employee keeping this place going.
Starting out as a cashier wasn't that bad. I got to greet people and best of all I wasn't messy one bit. Then we closed and the dirty work came reeling in full of soapy water and a long wooden mop. Working ten hour days on the weekends and five hour days during the week kept me rather, tired. On top if that, school, family and friends it was impossible to find peace.
"Today you're porter," Dan said.
"Okay... what do I do?" I asked.
"Oh it's easy, you just gotta keep everything in the salad bar, deli, and dessert bar full the whole time we're open!"
This made for a long night that was for sure. One little person can only move so fast! Trying to help each other out, Marla and I would always pitch in for one another when things got a little to far out of hand. Eventually Dan, our boss, caught on and we were no longer allowed to work together because "we had too much fun". If he only knew... that job was anything BUT fun let me tell you.
One good thing about working there was all the free food. We snacked more than we should have, ate lunch a little too often, and played a little too much, but it was the only things we could do to keep us going. But those times are over now and we're both on to the next job.
Snapshot Three: My First Job
My first job was at Tim Horton’s. I hated working there, because I was only 16 at that time and all my friends would be playing outside or hanging out and I would be working. Since I was the youngest there, I always got picked on, but there were some good memories that I will never forget. One time a customer came in and asked me for a diet cherry coke. Since we only had four drinks, I mixed the fruit punch, coke, and Dr. pepper and gave it to him. The manager was a good friend of mine so we goofed around a lot. At that time we also had free refills on drinks so the customer came back and asked my manager for diet cherry coke, and he said that we don’t sell that, so I ran up there and told him that we just started selling them like yesterday. The manager knew that this was a joke and he just let me do it. I will never forget this experience I had. Even though I hated working there but I learned a lot and met some of the coolest people in the world.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Elinta cards, palm, and water
The story that really was very interesting was Elinta cards, palm, and water. This is the book from the house of mango street. This story had lot complexities in terms of life. This story contained very wonderful thoughts, which was uneasy, In the beginning the woman performed something like magic on the table, and there was a girl who was expecting to get house for her wishes, the performance was not going good for the first action, later on the woman asked a price to do to get her wishes fully.
At the end of the story when she finish her magic wishes, she said to her wisher, “come back on Thursday and may the virgin bless you” actually this far away from the reality, this means there is no relation between The virgin Mary and magic.
When things so unfortunate happen to people it is common to want to find the answers although there is nothing anyone can do after is it all said and done. Esperanza tries to pin point the time that all of this happened to her once young beautiful aunt who seemed full of life. "Maybe the sky didn't look the day she fell down," (Cisneros 59). No one was there to help her and there was nothing anyone could do.
Something else that also stuck out to me, was the imagery the author used in this passage. “My Papa, his thick hands and thick shoes…who combs his hair with water, drinks his coffee, and is gone before we wake, today is sitting on my bed” (Cisneros 57). This characterization of the little girl’s father makes it easy to picture the scene exactly. You can see her restless father no longer trying to put on a show for his kids, he knew this could happen, but not to him so early in life. He wakes up tired and restless in the night because he has been caught off guard by the reality of the loss he just went through.
My favorite sentence was "But I think diseases have no eyes. They pick with a dizzy finger anyone, just anyone"(Cisneros 59). I like this sentence because it's kind of true on how things can just happen unexpected, and I feel like Esperanza lost someone who she was very clsoe to and who tought her to be a kid as long as she could.
The story that had stood out to me would have to be "Born Bad", because this is about a girl who seems to think that her life is all a mistake so she tries to be bad to get attention of the people she cares about. she thinks that all the bad things that seem to happen around her, like her aunt who has become ill is all her fault. a line in the story that i like was the last line of page 61 "And then she died, my aunt who listened to my poems. and then began to dream the dreams". i think this quote is talking about how the only person she could understand is gone and she is alone again.
My favorite sentence in the story is; " I know he will have to go away, that he will take a plane to Mexico, all the uncles and aunts will be there and they will have a black-and-white photo taken in front of the tomb with flowers shaped like spears in a white vase because this is how they send the dead away in that country."
This shows the how important family is to her family.
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