Friday, September 27, 2013
Reflection #6...Dream books this week
This one is from MariaElena....in preparation for Dream Books next week. Bring your binders and any magazines you may have that you are willing to have cut up! We will do an introduction and give you most of the class to work on them. You will be presenting Dream Books the week before break...so know that we are expecting you to be working on them. OK, to the reflection...
Recall a photograph from your life and describe it in a way that suggests (but doesn’t specifically name) why it matters to you. “Show, don’t tell.” Describe what happened either just before or just after the photo was taken.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Are we to submit the picture...?
ReplyDelete/Users/user/Desktop/Shmp.0979.1-M.jpg
I don't know if that worked, but any who
So, I first saw Hairspray in 2005 on Broadway when Harvey Fierstein played Edna Turnblad, and I fell in love with the character. Edna has such a wonderful story and personality that just sets her apart from all the other characters; the production may center around her teenage daughter, Tracey, but Edna is really the star of the show. At the start of the show Edna is a mouse of a housewife, but by the end of the show she is a powerhouse. I told myself that if I ever have the opportunity to play Edna Turnblad, then I would know that I am meant to be on the stage. Last semester when City College produced Hairspray, I got to live my dream. I have always known that I belong on the stage, but by given this opportunity, it has been made clear to me that not only is it my dream to be on the stage, but the universe seems to think I belong there as well.
Wow, I'm actually the first to post a response haha.
DeleteTheres this picture that I truly care about because just after that picture my mother had a divorce with my father. Ive heard stories that me and my dad were really close since i was the youngest. I think the picture has a lot of meaning since I don't have that many memories with my dad. My dad was physically abusive to my mom so i always had a hard time forgiving him. He left out of our lives and chose the drug life. Now he is much older and doesn't have a home. My brothers and sisters try helping him by taking him to rehab but it seems that he doesn't want to change. We cant change him since he has to want to change himself before any change can happen. Its hard to see him now drugged out and in the streets. Its part of life and sometimes we just have to accept what life brings us. The picture that I have in a frame is special because I know that in those times, he was healthy, home,happy, and i was in his arms....
DeleteThe picture that first came to mind when reading this week's prompt was a picture of me, my mom and my sis (Pauli). I think one of my tias took the picture. My sister was about 3, I was about 4 and we were both dressed in our Halloween costumes. She was Mr. Potato Head and I was Buzz Lightyear. LMAO. And my mom was dresses normally. This picture pretty much describes our personalities and the type of family we are. You have these two little girls wearing what some people would consider 'boys costumes' (my sister and I were super tomboys growing up) and their super understanding mom who let them express themselves and did everything she could to make her kids happy. I couldn't have asked for a better family.
ReplyDeleteA photograph that I first recall is one of my family. I remember when I was younger, long before my father and my mother had separated and gotten a divorce, we went to a place where we took family pictures. In the photo there is my father, mother, sister, my two brothers, and of course myself. I do not remember the ages that we all were, but it was a time when us children were at our happiest. We always seemed to make the best situations out of the most boring ones. When we were waiting for our picture to be taken, we grabbed the lollipops that the picture people had for guests like my siblings and I. We ate at least three lollipops each and my parents did not care, as long as we were being occupied. I guess the main part about this picture that I love is the fact that my little brother has this huge frown on his face. He managed to stay happy the whole time, but the moment the picture person took his lollipop he was no longer in a cooperative mood. After the photo was taken he was not in trouble at all for not smiling, he was simply handed the lollipop and the smile came back. I always thought to myself, “why couldn't he just take the picture with the lollipop in his hand?” Until this day we have that photograph hanging on our wall because it is a moment that none of us will ever forget. Besides the awkwardness of having my father in a photo of a family that he destroyed, we love it, I love it.
ReplyDeleteI remember a photo with my whole family it was the last picture I took with my grandfather. A couple of minutes after this photo I remember that my parents were hurrying me and my siblings to leave because my grandpa was becoming more ill. So we had to leave as the stay-in nurse had to tend to him. I could remember being so confused at the time and my parents tried my best to keep us from seeing him looking so ill, because we we saw our grandpa we saw a man who was strong and didn't flinch at anything but at the same time cared for all of his family, he was very respectable and I looked up to him and he was one of the few people that my dad looked up to. The picutre showed the unity of a strong family and the lock that kept it together at the time.
ReplyDeleteTwo pictures came to my mind when I read the prompt, one from my daughter and one from my son. It's impossible for me to talk about only one cuz they go hand by hand. On Spring semester 2010, my actual first semester at city, I was taking a math class on Tuesday/Thursday nights. On Thursday morning Jan 28, 2010 my daughter (6mos at that time) and I were taking pictures, and one of the last pictures that I took of her was where she was holding her bottle while smiling to me. The very next day, while I was in class (Friday morning), she passed away. The second picture is when my son was born. During the pregnancy, I promise myself that I wasn't going to love him cuz I didn't want to get hurt again. I just couldn't keep up with my promise cuz my heart was screaming to me and demanding me to love him. These pictures show two of my three loves of my life, and you can't see it but they fulfill all my needs.
ReplyDeleteI have this little picture of my dad and me, I was like one year old and I was wearing a butterfly costumes with my face smeared with chocolate. This is very special for me since my parents divorced and I haven't seen him for a long time.I have it in a box where I save special things because my mom doesn't like me to have pictures of him at home.It is funny because every time I see this picture I remember him and I feel like he is here with me so that's why I take care of that picture so well.
ReplyDeleteIt was our first time playing in so much snow. There was even enough for each one of us to make a snaow man of ourselves. We never wore mittens because we didn't have any, so our mother would have us wear socks on our hands. The socks would become so soaked that we would take them off. Once we finished our snowmen we took pictures with them. I don't understand why my mom would take so many pictures when it was only us five living together, she still has the undeveloped camaras in the closet in a bag. After the picture I began to wonder around in the snow. Walked up to my mom who was helping my little brother eat the snow. Then walked around the driveway to see the tire impressions in the muddy snow. I turn around because I hear my older brother calling me. He lobbed off his snowman's head and laughed saying next was ours. This started our first and only snowball fight we had while living there. And once it was all done we were told to go inside because we have been out in the cold for to long. We came in and laid our soaked socks on the radiator. The inside of the house was nice and warm.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful images I feel like I was watching it happen.
DeleteBack in a Thai refugee camp, I took one picture with my friends before coming to the U.S. We took that photo at the waterfall. That was the only one picture I took with them. My friend, who was in the photo, had to come to the U.S. two days before me, so I decided to give her the photo. We didn't have a camera to take more photographs. Back there, it was so expansive just to get a print out of the photo. We decided to hang out and eat together. It was so sad when I came to the U.S. because I didn't have any pictures of my friends and me. When I started school in the U.S., I didn't have any friends to talk to and I really wanted to get the photo that I gave it to my friend. I really believed that just by having that photograph will make me happy and not giving up. Few months later, I got to talk to my friend that I gave the photo to and I asked her to send me the photo. I was really happy when I got the photo because looking at that photo makes me remember the times that I spent with my childhood friends.
ReplyDeleteSo interesting to think how significant a photo can be. So great to have a friend that can be so understanding.
DeleteThe picture that first came to me when I read this was a picture of me and my dad laying in bed. I was a year old or so. We're both laying under a burgundy/maroon thick blanket. I actually still have that same blanket which is 20 plus years old and I sleep with it every single night! I guess you can call it my blanky. Anyways, I'm obviously too young to recall that specific moment but my mom says that she was having a hard time gettting me to stop crying, so my dad stepped in. He laid me down beside him under that blanket and began making silly faces at me. My mom says I immediately started laughing. She was surprised how quickly my dad was able to calm me down. I ended up falling alseep with him soon after. I guess you can say I've been a daddy's girl since day one. And I have that blanky with me every night that reminds me of precious times of my childhood.
ReplyDeleteSo cute and what a nice, warm, cuddly story.
DeleteA photo that I recall from my life is a photo of me when I was a kid. I believe I was ten years old. This photo matters to me because it makes me reminisce about my childhood and most important it reminds me of where I come from. In sense the photo motivates me because I recall a lot of positive memories. At the moment I was living with my aunt and cousins. I can’t remember what happen before or after the photo was taken. I think me and my cousins went to go play soccer after the photo was taken because that was what we did every day.
ReplyDeleteThe picture that first came into my mind was a picture of my family my mom and my dad my sisters and I we're all at sea world in joining the moment. It was sunny and a lot of people in the back ground after the picture was taken maybe like 1 months later my parents got into a huge fight and 3 months later they got divorce I keep the photo hidden from my mom because she pretty much destroyed anything that had to do with my dad. Every time I go to sea world i think of the last happy moment I had with my two parents together .
ReplyDeleteBittersweet memories can be both beautiful and sad at the same time. I hope you still stay in contact with your dad.
DeleteMy favorite picture came to my mind was the one from my high school graduation because it is really the only family photo i have of everybody in my family minus my brothers. But it was a photo taken of me and my family at my graduation and it took about like 50 million shot for us to get the right one because everybody was scattered out everywhere. But it was a picture that i cherish because my family doesnt have a lot of pictures nor do we have any family photos. so i like to keep it close because i love my family even though we are always mean to each other. But after my graduation i came home and changed and went out to eat and then i didnt know but my parents had a bbq going on for me. so i hung out with a lot of my friends and family that day.
ReplyDeleteGreat memory and 50 million shots to keep it alive.
DeleteTheres not many pictures I've seen of me when I was a kid. I think its because my parents aren't the photograph type. Theres one I think I like the most from the couple they have of me and its me in one of my birthdays and I'm about to blow out the candles and I'm surrounded by the people I love that are my family. I think thats why I like it so much because I'm surrounded by the people I love and to me thats when I'm the happiest. Also the picture reflects my happiness and I used to love the shirt I was wearing.
ReplyDeleteBeing surrounded by love that is priceless.
DeleteThe picture that first came to my mind was one me and my whole family took at New Years Eve. I was pregnant at this time but still did not know I was holding the greatest gift I could receive. This was the last best picture me and my family took before my mom got divorce and started drinking. After this picture evreything changed my relationship with my mom changed. Every time I see this picture it reminds me of how my mom used to be and how much she has changed througout the years.
ReplyDeleteSounds like your mom never got over the divorce but, look at the beautiful son you have with Edwin!
DeleteThe first picture that came to my mind was a picture of my family when we were on vacations in Nayarit, Mexico. The picture was taken by a cousin that went with us and it was taken at the beach. I remember that day specially because right before the picture was taken a crab pinched her and she was really upset because all our friends and family were laughing about it. Also, we had a family/friends party, we played sports, talked about funny memories, and more importantly we had a lot of fun. That was very important to me because that shows the importance of having a family and getting along with all of them. Besides that, that was the last time we had a family meeting where most of us were together before I came to the U.S.
ReplyDeleteGood times with family are always special and those are the things we most remember. Pictures are great because they serve to jog our memory of the occasion.
DeleteA picture that came to mind was when all of my fathers siblings came together for a Thanksgiving dinner. All of his brothers and sisters were altogether smiling with my grandparents. I remembered that day being filled with laughter and stories and it was a great experience that it'd love to relive. It was important to me because I felt the joy of everyone's presence there.
ReplyDeleteYou are very lucky to have those beautiful memories and the company of their presence.
DeleteI looked at an old photo album I put together a few years ago. I always forget what pictures are in this album but I found this picture of when I was three or four and my dad was flying me around the house like an airplane. I love this picture because my dad is laughing. Only me and my dad would play this game when he came over and I think thats why I remember this picture so well, I would get so excited for him to come over so we could play games for hours like mouse trap and random games. I have the best dad !
ReplyDeletePlaying with your Dad, what a great memory and you can still do that even as a grown up.
DeleteThe only picture that came to mind was a picture my dad took of me and my two siblings. I really like this picture because I look and feel happy in it and also because it was taking before the civil war in my country. Looking at that picture bring so much wonderful memories like spending time with both of my grand moms and dad and just be a kid. I just love that picture and with give anything to be that happy again.:(
ReplyDeleteJosephine you can still be that happy again. Make new happy memories with your family.
DeleteI remember that I have a picture or my whole family together, I was less than 8 yrs old. This picture was taken during Christmasday. This picture is so important for me because is the only pic in the one that we all are together. What happend during that day? I have not idea, but we all look happy! :D.. What happened after? Idk either, what I do know is that we still are together are my family is the only one from my dad side that still is literally together.. My uncles, all of them are divorced because or personal issues, and yeah! Thats why I love that ppicture :3
ReplyDeleteBeing together is always a good reason to celebrate.
Deletethe picture that comes to my mind is of me and my mother in the delivery room where i am by her side. i had just got out of work and headed to the hospital on the trolley, thinking i was not gonna make it on time. i remember seeing my cousin, my tias and my sister and just looking at my mom like i cant believe my bby bro is about to be out soon. the picture is important to me because after my brothers birth, i finally concreted an idea to be an the example for my little brother that I always wanted. even though my mother and brother are in LA, i see them weekly am in touch constantly. I remember after he was born, i would call my mom before she moved and she would be like "I can't right now stephen! your brother is ..." and thats how mostly every phone call sounds like . Love them both
ReplyDeleteThe picture that comes to my head the most is the one took at the zoo i was like around 3 three or four. I remember this picture the most because it was the first time i recall going to the zoo. I was really excited to see all the animals. Also i was next to the giraffe when i took it, I don't know why i took it there because my favorite animal has always been panda bears. I think i know i choose this picture because both of my parents were with me on my school field trip.
ReplyDeleteI really don't know how to answer this question. But I don't think I can relate to this picture. My family and I have never really been big on picture taking and what not. I think this separates us from the typical family. This also affected me when I was with my friends, I was always the one who didn't want to take part in pictures. I just see it as a really awkward moment. It's just not something I'm used to. People always say that pictures capture moments, but in my opinion memories is all you need
ReplyDelete