stooge (noun)
definition: an entertainer who feeds lines to the main comedian and usually serves as the butt of his or her jokes.
source sentence: " Was Ho Chi minh a communist stooge, or a nationalist savior, or both, or neither?" pg 40
context clue: background knowledge
original sentence: I decided not to follow the rules in class and started acting like a stooge.
schizophrenia (noun)
definition: any of a group of psychotic disorders characterized by progressive deterioration of the personality, withdrawal from reality, hallucinations, delusions, social apathy, emotional instability, etc
source sentence: " It was a kind of schizophrenia. A moral split. I couldn't make up my mind." pg 44
context clue: background knowledge
original sentence: My little brother started having conversations with himself so I came to the conclusion he had schizophrenia.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
The Things I Carry
I'm a nineteen year old girl with so much on my shoulders. I carry around the weight my parents put on me. I carry the pressure they embed in my shoulders, the pressure they constantly remind me of, the pressure to meet their expectations. I need to do good in their eyes, I need to be the perfect daughter. I have a list of expectations I need to meet in order to make them happy. I carry the constant reminder that I have disappointed them repeatedly and that I probably will never be their perfect daughter.
Even though I may not be perfect I carry the enormous amount of pride that I have for myself. I carry the pride that I have in who I have become. I am far from perfect but I would not want to be any different than the person I am today. What makes me that happiest is how imperfect I am. I carry the pride that I have for the blood that runs through my veins. I am Cristina, I am a chicana, I am proud.
I carry the fantasies my mind creates. I carry those make believe scenarios I create when I am bored. The fantasies that give me hope in life. They give me hope that life may not be so cruel and selfish. That life will one day give me luck and all my wishes and desires will come true.
I carry a light inside me, a light that will never go out. The light my lover has kindled inside of me. The light that can overcome any darkness. He has awakened my love, he has kept me from harm.
The things I carry don't hold me down. The things I carry elevate my soul.
Even though I may not be perfect I carry the enormous amount of pride that I have for myself. I carry the pride that I have in who I have become. I am far from perfect but I would not want to be any different than the person I am today. What makes me that happiest is how imperfect I am. I carry the pride that I have for the blood that runs through my veins. I am Cristina, I am a chicana, I am proud.
I carry the fantasies my mind creates. I carry those make believe scenarios I create when I am bored. The fantasies that give me hope in life. They give me hope that life may not be so cruel and selfish. That life will one day give me luck and all my wishes and desires will come true.
I carry a light inside me, a light that will never go out. The light my lover has kindled inside of me. The light that can overcome any darkness. He has awakened my love, he has kept me from harm.
The things I carry don't hold me down. The things I carry elevate my soul.
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