End or New Beginning??

This will be my final blog for the semester!  I have enjoyed this class tremendously and will miss all the new friends I have made in class and at IvyTech.  I took all my prerequisites here and I am finishing my PTA concentration in Fort Wayne.  I’m looking forward to completion next fall as long as everything stays on schedule!!  With that being said, regardless of where I go, my love of books and a good story will surely follow.  I will leave you with a poem that I love.  I just reminds me of some of my favorite things like music, dancing, love, life and saying goodbye!   À bientôt……

The Gypsy Violin by Munda

The compelling violin lures With an irresistible yearn Dance, dance, please dance for me I can no longer adjourn! Ethereal notes float from its strings Caressing like a lover's hand Sensual music, Angel's touch Leading the way to wonderland Embracing with utter delight Craving, beckoning me Tempting my lonely heart Dance, dance on my melody! Faster, faster the music escapes Without compassion to body or soul Seducer of lonely hearts Until dancing is my only goal Faces gyrate while I dance on passion Flashes of fire in the corner of my eyes The violin plays like never before Until I become one and loneliness dies With a final cry and a final touch The violin stops, the music ends Leaving behind an emptiness We'll meet again, my violin friend

Summer Reading????

Well, I think it has finally happened.  During all my adventures of reading from the best seller list, some Janet Evanovich (which I learn nothing from but her books are laugh out loud funny) and my guilty pleasure of autobiographies (who knew that Ozzy Osbourne and Motley Crue could write, not for the faint at heart but highly entertaining), I am finally graduating to something with more substance.  LOL!  I am going to read some stories out of our Lit book that didn’t make the assignment list over the summer.  I enjoyed most of our readings during the semester, so I hate to let the other stories get away unread. (I do have a book on Marilyn Monroe and The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo that I don’t want to go to waste also)  If anyone has any suggestions, I am open! 

I watched the 8 part series on the TV about the Kennedy’s and it raised my curiosity a bit and my craving for history.  We are headed to Boston and the Cape in two weeks so I think we will do some research on JFK and family, definitely go to the museum and see what else we can get into while we are in Hyannis.  I’m so excited about our trip, even the evening I am spending with the Red Sox!!

Meeting the Man

I truly believe that racists are not born, but rather racists' attitudes and behaviors are learned during childhood. I think that Going to Meet the Man is a perfect example of the capability to analyze the growth of an innocent child into a racist. Every child is born with innocence. During the flashback to Jesse's childhood, where he witnesses the mutilation and torture of a black man, Jesse's innocence is apparent and he has a black friend named Otis.  I don’t think one ever forgets the things they are taught, but as they grow academically as well as morally they have the opportunity to make their own choices as to in what direction they are going to steer their own life.  Clearly Jesse has made his choice, which could be based on a lack of education and an inability to see beyond the views of the south during that time period.  Either way, it is a shame.  Jesse doesn’t even recognize that these memories of the lynching and the violence are connected to his sexually arousal. As a result, he has become a violent man with a disturbed idea of love, sex and blacks.     

Desire…that of a Streetcar origin!

STELLLLLAAAAA!  STELLLLLAAAAA!  I thought this play was a fabulous read!

It really has me motivated to watch the movie.  Sometimes when you see what you have read put into a movie, you alter your opinions a little of the characters.  I suppose it is a result of the actor/actress impressing their personal trademark into their character which may alter how the character is now perceived.  Each one of these characters has some type of glitch in them, a flaw of some sort.  It makes them seem real, as we all have flaws ourselves.  It is an intricate web of complex themes and conflicted characters.  Now that I have had time to reflect on it, I think the sexual tension/desire that was going on and their ultimate coming together in this way was more a function of power relations than that of sexual attraction.  And poor Blanche,  she was so hung up on her looks and trying to maintain her youth!