The focus on this blog post is to go over my reflection of our class this far. I explain what changes I have made to my writing habits as well as how these new habits will carry over into other courses I take and other things in my life. I also explain how this class has influenced my new writing style and theory of writing.
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My focus on blog assignment #5 is how I used the writing process throughout my first draft of my narrative project as well as incorporating the clips from The Wizard of Oz to help my understanding for what I needed to do. My narrative is based on an emotional time in my life when my aunt passed away and how im impacted my mother and I.
How my narrative allows me to travel into my past and present emotions is by giving very vivid descriptions as to what took place in this moment. I also use specific words to give myself and the audience a feel for what I was going through at this time in my life. My narrative allows me to explore my heart by looking back at the exact things that happened in my life, it brings me a sort of bittersweet nostalgia. As I look back at how I felt then and how I feel about it now it lets me get an understanding of how I as a person can get past sad low moments in my life. This writing piece allows me to meet the element of meaningful story telling by reaching back into my memories for how I felt about everything going on in that moment and then how I feel about it now as I look back on it and the impact it had on me and my family. This piece really helped me reassess my thought process of how I can really express myself and what I have felt in moments like these through writing, I now realize the components I can place into my pieces that can bring in real emotion, memory, and imagery for the audience. What I feel shapes our sense of identity is both life events and the stories we tell ourselves about life events. The reason for this is in order to tell yourself stories about life events you have to experience life events that have an important or emotional impact on you. If you have to tell yourself that something bad happening to you is going to turn out fine in the long term then.You must have to experience how that original event has impacted you enough that you have to feel strong feelings and intellectual thoughts about the event itself. In this new blog assignment I will tie together the emotion and symbolism of “Hills Like White Elephants” by Ernest Hemingway to a time in my own life. A time which consisted of sadness and confusion. My theme will consist of emotional moments that can bring people together. - Hills Like White Elephants (Ernest Hemingway) I was about 12 years old in the summer of 2012 and I was making lunch with my mother when the phone wrang. My mother’s hands were covered with breadcrumbs and sauce, so she then said to me “Dan who’s calling, could you answer it for me?” I replied by saying “It’s Uncle Joe”. I then answered and said “Hello” as my mother washed her hands off, she then took the phone and began talking to him. I overheard his voice on the phone, he asked my mother “Megan are you driving? Because if you are pull over there’s something I have to tell you” he said this because he knew the news would be absolutely devastating to my mother and didn’t want her to get distracted while driving. He then said to her “I’m sorry Meg but Aunt Anne just passed away”, she immediately started to cry and then proceeded to fall to the ground and drop her phone. I then grabbed her some tissues and asked her “mom what happened?” she replied with “my favorite person just died”. I knew immediately who it was, my Aunt had a vital role in my mom, aunt, and uncles live’s so this must be very hard to deal with. I was still young so I wasn’t as upset especially because I didn’t know her as well as her. I then got my mother up and we got in the car and went right over to my grandmother’s. Other family members were there too because they knew how this would affect her. I walked up to my grandmother with my mom and said “I can’t believe this, she was such an amazing woman” we then hugged and sat down. As all the adults were mourning and conversing over old memories and objects from my aunt’s life I realized something. As bad as death is and as sad as this situation is, indirectly it brought my entire family together, because we all knew how important she was to everyone and how this would affect us. As bad as a situation is there is always a bright side and the brightside here is that we were all brought together from one bad thing, we were all there for eachother and helped each other through this tough time. |
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