2/24/09 RODSHEEA DOMINIQUE THOMAS
Lizabeth and I are nothing alike. Liz tried to fight the unfightable. On the other hand myself just let it go with the flow. For one Lizabeth and are different in the way she fought and got mad because she was indeed becoming an adult. For me it happened at a younger age but I accepted it. Although we are not the same I do agree with her when she mentions when your innocence is taken it doesn’t mean that your virginity was taken away. Last there is one more thing that we share in common is that neither of us wants to grow up, and at one point are eyes were wide open.
Liazabeth was in the spring of her life trying to fight it off. Trying so hard to avoid transition into becoming an adult; but that’s the difference between me and Lizabeth I didn’t fight not turning into to an adult, making the transition, or had been forced it just happened. In the story it said that my innocence was taken away and it doesn’t mean that your virginity had to be taken. Agree. It is so true I myself never had sex but at sometimes maturity of adult hood is what ho I feel.
At age 8 my child as coming to a halt. All of a sudden hen ice cream truck comes by I wasnt as excited. Money comes my ay it just wasn’t enough for me any more. I didn’t care for going outside as much all I would say is that “I’ll call you, or see ya at school.” At the age of adult ad lances I would tease teenagers saying why all they do is talk on the phone, they don’t ant to go play outside? how come all they do is is just sleep and don't watch cartoons anymore. Telling myself that, that would never happen to me. Little did I know it as and it did. Have that ever happen to you as a child? Saying, “that will never happen to me I wont allow it!” Exactly hat happened to me things like that just can’t be controlled. But Lizabeth thought that she can’t stop the transitions but she can hold it off a little longer. Not true. The is going to happen whether e can control it or not.
Eyes wide open is hat took part in Liazbeth and Rodsheéa. At certain point it came to our attention that change is coming and you are just going to have to go with the flow. When 9/11 hit. That day is so clear in my mind. My dad came to the school and I was in 3rd grade. He didn’t even check me out. He didn’t stop at the office, nothing. When we got home he turned on the TV and told me look at the news. There were airplane, jets, war trucks, and every other thing that is related in was as a weapon. “Dad I don’t want to see this anymore.” Walk away is what I did just like what Lizabeth did when she just couldn’t stand that her innocence was fading. My brother and I were just playing and even though my mind was off of it. That war just hit me and proved to me even more that life isn’t fun. So why should I have it? From that moment knowing that my days as innocent not knowing or understanding what was happening in this crazy world was coming to an end. No I did not fight it because I was still in my spring time transitioning into my summer. Lizabeths time for her eyes being open to the world was when she saw the beautiful Marigolds in such an ugly environment. When she tore up the flowers not only did she realize that it hurt Ms. Lottie but it was more than looks. It was just apart of a person that didn’t have anything to do with Ms. Lottie trying to look better than everybody else. Just the fact that it was important to her I her life of winter.
Lizabeth and I are nothing alike. Liz tried to fight the unfightable. On the other hand myself just let it go with the flow. For one Lizabeth and are different in the way she fought and got mad because she was indeed becoming an adult. For me it happened at a younger age but I accepted it. Although we are not the same I do agree with her when she mentions when your innocence is taken it doesn’t mean that your virginity was taken away. Last there is one more thing that we share in common is that neither of us wants to grow up, and at one point are eyes were wide open. So even though Lizabeth and me took our growing up differently. It’s the fact that we got there and adjusted to it or is still trying. We got there and that doesn’t mean that we don’t can’t never go and visit our spring years. It is just the fact that cannot stay there. Were just like the sun it comes and goes but even when its there some times we don’t shine, or show but were there and different.
p.s i have to go with summer 'cause your treate asa adltbut dont neccairly haveto pay bills and all that. And plus summer is time ismy birth season. 7/8/93
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
eye
EYE
AM TRIED.
BAGS UNDER MY EYES.BIG AND ROUND.
SORE. MI BODY ACHE CAUSE EYE HAVE 2 GO 2 THE DAMNED PLACE I DO NOT NAME.
MI VOICE IS DRY CAUSE I HAVE 2 SPEAK AT A WRECHED PLACE.
FORCED 2 DO THINGS EYE DONT FEEL LIKE DOING.
MI ARMS ARE DRAGGED 2 PICK UP A PEN 2 WRITE FAKE THOUGHTS ON PAPER.
VOCIE HAS NO HUMAN EMOTION CAUSE IM FORCED TO GIVE THE THE FAKE THOUGHTS ON PAPER A VOCIE.
EYE
AM TRIED.
EYE HATE THIS PLACE. F**K THE PESON WHO CAME UP WITH THIS WRECHED PLACE.
EYE AM TRIED SAME ROUTINE EVERYDAY.
CANT U SEE IT IN MY EYES'!!
!!
^
I HOPE THE PERSON WHO CAME UP WITH THE IDEA OF THIS DAMN PLACE IS FLIPPING AROUND IN THEIR GRAVE. JUMPING AROUND CAUSE THEY THOUGHT THEY DID SOMETHING GOOD. mAYBE FOR EVERYBODY ELSE BUT IT DIDNT DO ME ANY JUSTICE. F**K YOU PERSON. BUT FOR EVERYBODY ELSE WHO LIKES IT I SAY KUDOS. BUT EYE AM TRIED DANG. WHY CANT YOU ADULTS SEE IT IN MY EYES'?
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2/11/09 Rodsheéa Thomas
Harlem/Soweto
Essay
“…You sweat coal we burn steel, you’re locked on lands we’re locked indoors.” In my opinion that is the strongest sentence. That one short sentence right there is perfect! Descriptions’ of all three of my topics. Which are text to world, text to self, and deep (description of struggle.)
Harlem/Soweto by Sayfia Henderson. Great poem! Love it because it relates to the real world. Similes that’s used are good…” we are woven in separable as sky with one sun…” It gets straight to the point that draws the reader into the poem. Language stated in the poem is real …”you say Bantustans we say Harlem, you say Soweto we say Watts.” Quote from Harlem/Soweto, that quote right there is so powerful alone. Just to tell us that we are different by saying a different name. Even though we’re the same because Africans, and African Americans call for a different name but we call for the same reason. Henderson’s poem is poetic, description of Africans, and African Americans and nature are shown clearly through words. Given many details. Harlem/Soweto gives the reader a sense of what Henderson knows in her perspective, which makes it powerful.
A good poem is a better poem. Why? Simply because in most cases it relates to yourself. You! Some of the saying’s in Harlem/Soweto said,”your locked on land and were locked indoors…” powerful and true. Personally I can relate to that saying. People believe that since we have our freedom, they think we’re free. Necessarily we’re not completely free. I too am locked indoors, but I have the freedom to leave without permission. But then again I still need it. Right now all people struggle everyday, every minute, every second. “ finger knotted around one stick I am an African American whose fingers are knotted around a stick. Yours a stick to do labor. Mine stick to write my life away.
At last real life situations, Africans, African Americans struggle, talk about the man. Are all descriptions of struggle …"You sweat coal we burn steel. You’re locked on lands we’re locked indoors.” Quote from Harlem/Soweto my favorite. That quote is so strong and right to the point. Cant you just feel how serious that is. Fact: that we some what over came trouble makes it even better, even though we still have problems. We are still connected.” We are woven inseparable as one sky with one sun one moon one tongue rolled to spit in one eye…” Another quote from Harlem/Soweto. Still trying to fight off the “man”. Even though some think we are free. “You say Bantustans we say Harlem, you say Soweto, we say Watts.”
“…You sweat coal, we burn steel, you’re locked on lands, we’re locked indoors” Start with the greatness must end in greatness. Harlem/Soweto is a great, strong, and powerful. How I can relate to it and it relates to the world, and how descriptive it is. If you don’t like it oh well but keep in mind that they are our ancestors and sacrificed their everything for us.Including their lives.
Harlem/Soweto
Essay
“…You sweat coal we burn steel, you’re locked on lands we’re locked indoors.” In my opinion that is the strongest sentence. That one short sentence right there is perfect! Descriptions’ of all three of my topics. Which are text to world, text to self, and deep (description of struggle.)
Harlem/Soweto by Sayfia Henderson. Great poem! Love it because it relates to the real world. Similes that’s used are good…” we are woven in separable as sky with one sun…” It gets straight to the point that draws the reader into the poem. Language stated in the poem is real …”you say Bantustans we say Harlem, you say Soweto we say Watts.” Quote from Harlem/Soweto, that quote right there is so powerful alone. Just to tell us that we are different by saying a different name. Even though we’re the same because Africans, and African Americans call for a different name but we call for the same reason. Henderson’s poem is poetic, description of Africans, and African Americans and nature are shown clearly through words. Given many details. Harlem/Soweto gives the reader a sense of what Henderson knows in her perspective, which makes it powerful.
A good poem is a better poem. Why? Simply because in most cases it relates to yourself. You! Some of the saying’s in Harlem/Soweto said,”your locked on land and were locked indoors…” powerful and true. Personally I can relate to that saying. People believe that since we have our freedom, they think we’re free. Necessarily we’re not completely free. I too am locked indoors, but I have the freedom to leave without permission. But then again I still need it. Right now all people struggle everyday, every minute, every second. “ finger knotted around one stick I am an African American whose fingers are knotted around a stick. Yours a stick to do labor. Mine stick to write my life away.
At last real life situations, Africans, African Americans struggle, talk about the man. Are all descriptions of struggle …"You sweat coal we burn steel. You’re locked on lands we’re locked indoors.” Quote from Harlem/Soweto my favorite. That quote is so strong and right to the point. Cant you just feel how serious that is. Fact: that we some what over came trouble makes it even better, even though we still have problems. We are still connected.” We are woven inseparable as one sky with one sun one moon one tongue rolled to spit in one eye…” Another quote from Harlem/Soweto. Still trying to fight off the “man”. Even though some think we are free. “You say Bantustans we say Harlem, you say Soweto, we say Watts.”
“…You sweat coal, we burn steel, you’re locked on lands, we’re locked indoors” Start with the greatness must end in greatness. Harlem/Soweto is a great, strong, and powerful. How I can relate to it and it relates to the world, and how descriptive it is. If you don’t like it oh well but keep in mind that they are our ancestors and sacrificed their everything for us.Including their lives.
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