The Management of Grief - Activity

I heard a woman talking with another woman about how the ladies sons were good swimmers, so I decided to enter myself into the conversation, along with some information that might just bring them some hope. I told the ladies that with some luck if there were any good swimmers on board that plane they could have made it safely to some island by swimming. I also told them that they might not have been found yet because there are so many microscopic tiny islets scattered around where the plane crashed. One of the ladies asked me if I wasn’t just saying that like they thought I was joking. But I very much believe that some people could have swam to safety. I let the ladies know that its foolish to rule out possibilities that have not been tested because it is a parents job to hope, because our hope can’t bring anything, but good. I proceeded into the water, putting my hand into my pocket that had been filled with roses. These roses are my offering to all of the victims of the tragic crash and hopefully it will touch their sprits that remain here in this water. These roses reminded me of my wife, who loved the sweet scent of roses. I know my wife’s sprit is thanking me where ever she is. I tried to offer Mrs. Bhave roses to offer to the victims, but she had her own items, personal items from her boys. I never pictured myself wading in water with a jacket putting roses into the water in Ireland, but this is the path that God has chosen for me.

Lack of Senses

This is my censory poem

Lack of Senses

Nose blowing,
Snot flowing.
Feeling sick,
Medicine ick.
Watching cartoons,
Get well soon Balloon.
Hard to hear,
Infection in the ear.
Forehead burning to the touch.
How I want to go to school so much.
I feel lost without my senses,
Oh the pain is killing me,
Like doing homework with no answer key.

Response to Alice Munro's "An Ounce of Cure"

I thought that this story was very slow at the beginning and I didn’t really get into it until at conflict started which was disappointingly about three fourths into the story. Part of the reason it was slow is because the main conflict of drinking was only really mentioned once at the very beginning of the story. This made the story seem like it had no plot. However, when the conflict started I really enjoyed reading it. I also realized that I liked the writing style of Munro because of the way she uses the main character to narrate a lot more then characters actually talking.

Response to Margret Atwood's "Happy Endings"

I really enjoyed reading Atwood’s “Happy Endings” because it is a different style of writing that I would normally read. When someone reads a story, they will always have their own way they want the story to end, but it won’t always end the way you want it. In this story think it’s cool that Atwood has more then 1 ending for the reader depending on what they like. I think that Atwood is saying that authors are too plot-driven and they should instead focus more on the roles and characteristics of their characters. In Atwood's story she has 2 typical types of characters. One is in love with the other, and the other one is not in love with character 1, but instead uses character 1 to their needs.