Saturday, February 23, 2008
Okay, So I have NO idea as to what topic I should write about for the final paper. I mean I have thought about it I looked for different situations that could be possible ideas. I guess I still don't have a CLEAR understanding of Rhetoric YET! Yeah I know it is deep into the semester for me not to know, but it takes time for me to really soak in thoughtful information such as Rhetoric. So I will continue my search for my topic and update my Blog...
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
I may be one of the few people to say this and actually mean it, but I HATED my childhood years. People say the most perfect things that they remembered and only wish that they can go back. NOT ME! Growing up I always remembered having to be responsible. I learned too much of what adults were suppose to be responsible for. What I mean exactly, I learned or shall I say I was taught how to worry about Everything. If my mother was cooking and she ran to answer the phone Guess who had to run into the kitchen to make sure the food didn’t burn? I had two younger brothers growing up Guess who was responsible for them as far as bathing and eating and making sure they were safe when we played outside and while at school? My mother was not fluent in the English language so Guess who had to be the official translator when she did not understand what someone was saying to her or if she wanted to tell someone something? I know these examples may seem simple but believe me my list can go on for days if I had the time. I am always told that I do not look my age. Now I find that hard to believe being that my childhood was lived as a Housewife… Not that it’s a bad thing, but not when you are FOUR YEARS OLD! So it was around the time that I turned 18 when I all of the sudden do not look my age. I finally began to live the life that I wanted meaning not having to be responsible for another person and enjoying MYSELF and MY TIME. I started to take vacations at least three times per year. I spoil myself to NO LIMIT. Now that I am a grown adult my parents seem to treat me as a child. They want to do for me as they should have when I was younger. I’m sure they somehow realized the stresses that I grew up with and are trying to make up for it now. I don’t hold anything against their parenting. I just wonder had I grown up the RIGHT way, Would I be the person that I am today?