Sunday, September 19, 2010

A Season of Devastation

Can you even imagine? Can you imagine losing everything you have ever known, in the course of a few days? Going from happy, safe, and protected, to being devastated? Not knowing what tomorrow brings, or where you’ll be? When you’ve forgotten what a normal life feels like, what your home looks like, and when you don’t remember what being sure of something, anything, feels like? When i saw this CBS news picture titled “ Pakistanis trapped by Deadly Floods,"I couldn’t even imagine what the people this monsoon flood affected must be going through and feeling.
    It reminded me of what all I take for granted. Who’s to say that some horrible devastating tornado won't come crashing through town next week? Or like in this photo, a horrible flood? What would I (the person who seems to take little, minuscule, unimportant things as though they are life altering, and yet looks at the worlds' major problems and doesn’t blink twice,) do if that were to happen? What would I feel? Would Isuddenly discover some secret hidden strength that I have, deep within me, and be able to handle the pressure? Or would I stay the way I am, feeling sorry for myself, and just wilt away?
    I’ve always shuddered at the thought of moving to a different town, even if it was for the better. Leaving my friends, my family, the only place I've ever known, to travel where I'd be alone. But I try to imagine if i had to travel to another country, where I didn't know the language, and didn't have anything to take with me, because everything material I had, had been destroyed? How alone would I feel then? And to believe that i worry about some of the stupid things i do, when there are people out there who need so much help.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

"I, Too, Sing America" paragraph

In Langston Hughes poem "I, Too, Sing America," the tones of rejection and pride reflect his disappointment to be constantly cast aside and his certainty it will change. Even though he knows there's not much he can do to stop the oppression now, he keeps hope because he knows it wont last forever. He cant wait for the day that he's looked at as an equal, and not treated unfairly just because of his color.