You don’t know which of you he doesn’t love anymore, maybe, probably, both. He stands in the kitchen with the windows open and a bruised sunset through the curtains. He pays no mind to the breaking flesh when he bites into one of the apples you bought. Sin. Discord in his mouth. A confession that…
In the memoir the Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls her mother Rose Mary is characterized throughout the novel as an immature, neglectful, and very odd individual. While the family is in a real crunch for money Jeannette and Lauren eat a stick of butter because they're so hungry. When Rose Mary finds out she is furious and lists off reasons they needed to save the butter. When Jeannette tells her there's no bread to spread it on and no gas in the stove to make bread, Rose Mary’s defense is “We should have saved the margarine just in case the gas gets turned back on. Miracles do happen, you know”(Walls 69) This fight Rose Mary and Jeannette get into is senseless. Jeannette is about 6 and starving but her mother gets mad when she eats the butter, this leads the reader and Jeannette to think Rose Mary only wanted the butter for herself. Rose Mary wanting the butter for herself and not her children shows how selfish she is and how her children are not her top priority. Another instance where Rose Mary shows how she is selfish and indicates her children continuing to not be a top priority of hers is when she wants a piano. “Mom decided that we really needed a piano.” (Walls 52) Although her family is starving and her children have no the toys and raggedy old clothes, Rose Mary decides the family needs a piano, a selfish decision for her own benefits. When Rose Mary starts to teach Lori’s class at Battle Mountain, all the kids are acting up but rather than punish any of them she punishes Loir, “She had to punish someone, and she didn’t want to upset the other kids’ Lori said” (Walls 75) Although Lori says she wasn’t acting up her mother punishes her, which highlights her dishe other regard for her own children and cares more about what the other children think of her. Rose Mary cares what this class of elementary school kids think of her but she’s always telling her children not to care what others think of you. It’s also odd that she cares about these children’s opinion’s…
I was all but clear headed when I dishonored you. Oh my love I wish I could have you back as mine once more. For I feel incomplete without you. You deserve an explanation for what I did and why I did it.…
"Okay. Thank you," I said. "Anytime. Love you," she said. "Love you too. Bye," I responded as I hung up. I unlocked the door and opened it. When I stepped out I noticed Val was standing in front of the door. "Why are you up," I asked. "You never bring you phone to the bathroom and when you do it freaks me out," he said. "Okay?" I said. He looked me in the eyes for a second and the said," do you really not want to get married?" "I...I don't know," I said. "Well it's either all in or all out. I'm not going to be in a relationship where your not 100% committed," he said. "Val," I said as tears formed in my eyes," just give me some time to think please." "No Jen if you aren't going to be committed, how will I know if you'll even show up for the wedding?" He said angrily. "You know what if you don't give me any choice in this, we're through," I said. "Here's your stupid ring. Now get your stuff and get out," I screamed throwing my ring at him. He went into my room and packed up all his stuff and walked out, slamming the door behind him. When I heard the door close, I knew it was over. I fell down and sobbed. A few seconds later I felt someone come hug me. I looked up to see Addison. I fell on her and cried…
Essential Question: What does a child have to go through to have the courage to live his life for himself?…
“You must get rid of her. I love “, she cut him off before he could finish and she screamed “YOU DON’T LOVE ME AND YOU NEVER HAVE!” It was not enough though he screamed louder and louder until she fell as if she would die. She knew…
Day to day, people attempt to live unconstrained by convention or circumstance. Often the people around us hold us back from thinking and feeling the way we truly do; However, there will come a time when we will need to say what we truly believe. In this story, “The Glass Roses”, the main character, Stephen, is faced with the issue regarding his father, “a real man”. When faced with his father telling him how to live and what to believe.…
The philosopher Alan Gewirth defines self-fulfillment as “carrying to fruition one's deepest desires or one's worthiest capacities”. He notes, “to seek for a good human life is to seek for self-fulfillment.” The short story “The Glass Roses” by Alden Nowlan suggests throughout an individual’s pursuit of self-fulfillment, one may discover hardship, confusion and doubt; however it is a journey one must take in finding and accepting one’s true self. Through the character Stephen, the arduous journey to discovering oneself is apparent by the character’s environment, societal expectations, influences of associated people, and life-changing moments one encounters.…
Ughhh, your as useless as a pen with no ink. I don’t believe you. After everything I’ve done for you. I’ve fed you, clothed you, bought you everything you’ve ever wanted, and this is how you repay me. Ugh, you stupid girl. Your going on that plane to marry him whether you like it or not, even if I have to drag you. Actually you know what I can’t even look at you, just don’t say anything, before I hit you. Ugh, remind me why we decided to have her again?…
Practice and heart is the key to be successful at the sport. The team that can not pass the ball can not win the game. Learning to pass should be the first priority when learning to play volleyball. In order to achieve a volleyball pass you must get into the ready position, move to the ball, carry out the platform, and execute the passing motion.…
A Boy's Struggle into Manhood For some people, the idea, or even the chance to be isolated is praised. The feeling of being alone, away from everything else in this world. However, others dread the notion. There is no better place that parallels with isolation more then the Canadian North. This isolation is felt even stronger by a "willowy fifteen-year old" boy who begins his transition into manhood alone. Isolated both physically and emotionally from everything. In the short story, "The Glass Roses" the author, Alden Nowlan provides a setting filled with imagery of a cold, Canadian North winter.…
ANNA: I miss her so much it feels like… like-- um, like everything is bad. Everything feels bad and wrong and gross. It feels like my guts are all tied up in knots, and like my chest is caving in and exploding at the same time. I know that doesn’t make sense but I have so much love inside me and it's all fighting to get out-- but everything else I know about the situation is so heavy. It's so heavy and it hurts, and honestly it has taken so much effort to even leave the house today-- and now I'm here and I'm spilling all this on you and you probably don’t need to hear it all-- oh god, I’m sorry. I know you have your own problems and you don’t need mine on top of yours but here I am. Spilling all these dumb emotions everywhere-- and look at me, I’m still going. I can’t stop! I-- I feel so ugly right now-- these emotions feel so slimy and gross and I don’t like feeling like this. I hate it. I’m so helpless to all of this! And I wish there was something I could do but I’m just-- just-- so small! and-- and powerless! And insignificant…
In the story the biased eye it tells how you associate one race with one thing. Such as when people where exposed to weapons they could make out black faces easier than white faces. This is true when it came to the bike thief in what would you do. The white male normally got away with stealing got questioned but very rarely got stopped. But when a black male was trying to steal the bike a crowed formed and stopped him really fast. When the female was stealing the bike people neglected the fact that what she was doing was prohibited by the law and when the male would come up they where treating her like a novice and helped her steal the bike.…
Why did you leave?” I put my tea on the table and I cleaned my lips before answering him, “I was in Louisiana, I have to stay there for some reason.” “Why you didn't tell me? Why did you just leave?” he asked. “I had to do that Nathan. You won't understand.” “Then help me understand it. Explain it to me please. I wanna know what happened. Is it me? Did I do something wrong? You didn't have to leave. We could’ve fixed it Hailey.” he said very confused. “I had to leave without telling you Nathan, because I didn't want you to wait for me. I want you to have fun and enjoy your life without me.” I tried to explain. “Without you? How do you expect me to have fun and enjoy without you? You're my happiness Hailey don't you understand that?” “Well you have to learn how to live without me Nathan.” “What? Why? You're gonna leave again? And what? This time you're not coming back?” “You're right Nathan. Maybe this time I won't come back. You should find someone else that won't leave you.” Then I look at him and I saw in his eyes that I'm hurting him so much. “Find someone else? Is it that easy for you to say that? Or maybe because YOU found someone else” he said emphasizing ‘you.’ “No Nathan. Please calm down.” “Almost 3 years Hailey. You left for 3 years. No emails, no letters, no text messages, no calls, no nothing! You even changed your number. And now you're telling me that I should look for someone else?” He…
There he was waiting for me at my table. I could see my best friend glaring him up and down. Walking up, I felt like a baby deer under his gaze. She stomped up to me up and yanked me to the side. “What is he do here?” she scowled. “He’s waiting for me. We just started dating,” I blushed. “Something is off about him. I don’t like you being together,” she looked softly towards me. “Well I want to give him at least a fair chance before I decide to call it quits,” I posted. “Fine, but don’t say I didn’t warn you,” she said as placing a gentle hand on my…