Woman Hollering Creek Response

This story is about Cleofilas who looks back a lot on the time before she was married, when she

was happy. She married Juan Pedro and moved to Texas. She always wondered about the creek

behind her house and the meaning of it. She starts getting beaten by her huscand and finally wakes

up. That’s when she knows she has to escape. Felice is the girl that helps Cleofilas escape. The

don’t really know eachother but Felice tries to make her feel comfortable. “Felice is like no woman

she’d ever met.” (Cisneros paragraph 82). To me this is a compliment because Felice is like a

breath of fresh air and is getting Cleofilas a new start at something better.
         
 Felice is understanding of Cleofilas because she agrees to giving her a ride. “No just a

ride, she’s got her own money” (Cisneros paragraph 65). She was hesitant at first but she pushes

that aside. To me she has a big heart and she’s willing to help out this girl she’s never met. She

went in and got it done, she didn’t act rude about it. Maybe she felt it was the right thing to do. If

she didn't help Cleo would be stuck in Texas with Juan Pedro constantly hurting her.

"The driver opened her mouth and let out a yell as loud as any mariachi" (Cisneros

paragraph 77). Felice hollers every time she goes over Women Hollering Creek. It scares Cleo but

at the same time i think she thought it was funny. To me Felice was just trying to be up beat and

comfortable with her. Because she is like a breath of fresh air to Cleo. She just wanted her to feel

comfortable and to be around someone with a fun loud personality. I think Cleo needed that. It

brought some kind of comfort to her along the drive.

The way Felice talks is like care free. She doesn't change herself just because of Cleo.

She gives her a chance of bettering her life and helping a change come. Her personality is this way

because she wants to get Cleo's mind off of Juan Pedro and just of the fun things that she is about

to enjoy. It's like Felice is introducing something new to her by showing her it's okay to laugh and to

be goofy. It's almost like Felice was getting her to break some what out of her shell, and not hide

anymore.

Having a breath of fresh air from what is going on around you can really pay off. I really

believe that Cleo meant that as a compliment. Because to me it doesn't seem like she knows

anybody up beat and crazy.Not to mention Felice is a saint for taking her away from that horrible

state she was in. So i definitely don't think she was critisizing her for any reason. I think it was

good for her to experience that, to understand what life is without the abuse. To know that she can

over come this and finally move on with her life.

Imagine Dragons Weekly Post 2

I completely fell in love with this band from the first time I heard their music. They are called Imagine Dragons. I learned something extremely incredible about them. Something that never ever crossed my mind before. All I can say is it is a very small world. There are somethings hidden in this world that will continue to amaze you every day. You never know the things you might find out.

            So this band Imagine Dragons is from Provo and Las Vegas. Pretty legit I know, but that’s not the point. My cousin Jake served a LDS mission 4 or 5 years ago. You’re probably thinking what the crap does this have to do with this band. Well I will tell you my friend, I was informed that the lead singer Dan Reynolds actually was on the same mission as my cousin Jake. My whole body tightened when I heard this, I just simply couldn’t believe it.

            It may not seem that cool to you. But it blows my freaking mind every single time that I think about it. This incredible indie/alternative band has a connection with one of my family members. When I know somebody in a band or someone else does I just think it’s the coolest thing ever. What makes this even better is that I will see them this weekend! Words can’t even describe how exicted I am. Maybe if I’m lucky I will meet them and ask about Jake.

            I just felt the need to share this because it really was a learning experience for me. I learned a fun fact pretty much. You know me, I love fun facts. To me its just amazing and inspirational that Jake has the oppourtunity to be friends with these people who write such heart felt music. They have bumped up to number one in my favorite bands. They literally are that good, check them out. You will never regret it EVER.

My Response (Silver Pavements)

            The main thing that I felt I needed to respond to in this story is equality. It plays a big role in our lives today. It hit me the most out of any other thing. Everyone is different and unique in their own special way, but in ways we are the same. We may not really think that we are the same as anyone else, but we share similar qualities. Even though we are from different cultures and we may have different skin tones doesn’t give us any reason to follow in what we believe in.

            “I touch their feet like a good Indian girl should, though I am somewhat embarrassed. Everyone in the airport is watching us, I’m sure of it. Aunt is embarrassed too, and shifts her weight from leg to leg” (Divakaruni 38). Jayanti should not be embarrassed to show respect to her relatives. Her relatives also shouldn’t feel weird about her showing her feelings to them. It really doesn’t matter if they get stared at; it’s something that is very important to their culture. It is okay to show that kind of love to someone.

            “The voices follow us for a long time. Nigger, nigger, slush-voices, trickling into us even when we’ve finally found the right road back to our building, which had been only one street away all the time” (Divakaruni 52). People are so inconsiderate. There is no reason for the boys in this story to say those things to them. Just because they have darker skin doesn’t give people the right to throw things at them at chase them. They are people too, they aren’t any less then we are. We are all human. I don’t understand people who are racist towards others. Especially for the girls in this story, they did absolutely nothing.

            “When I finally look down I notice that the snow had covered my own hands so they are no longer brown but white, white, white.” (Divakaruni 56). This is where equality plays a big part. She reminisces about people that have been in her life for merely minutes. She shouldn’t feel like she needs to become something different. She is unique and has a lot going for her already, it is impossible for her to just throw everything away. Being something you’re not can really change your life in ways you don’t want it too.

            People from all over the world are different, but in our own ways we are all equal. We should never give up just because we may look different, speak different, or dress different doesn’t mean we should be ashamed of it. We should be proud of our culture and live it and love it every day. Just because someone may not like us doesn’t mean that we should change who we are. We are all special and unique, we should have no reason to change.  

Cheesecake Weekly Post 1

            Saturday night is when I learned how to make this new and amazing cheesecake. It seriously could change your life it is so fluffy and smooth. I swear the trick is putting sour cream in it. I know what you’re thinking; sour cream in cheesecake is good? Yes my friend it is not just good, it’s fantastic. Maybe it’s just because I’m obsessed with cheesecake but oh well.

            To make this INSANELY delicious treat you need cream cheese, sour cream, cool whip, sugar and vanilla. Throw all of those wonderful ingredients in a bowl and mix, mix, mix! Then it becomes this fluffy mixture! You whip out one of those graham cracker crusts and dump it in there. Then pop it in the fridge. You don’t even really have to let it sit in there for a long time.

            Once you give it time to relax, you pull it out, cut a piece, and throw it in a bowl. Grab some of those super yummy frozen strawberries and literally put a mountain of them on just one piece. If you don’t like strawberries perhaps you would enjoy some cherry pie filling or even blueberry! You think you will be able to slowly enjoy it; yeah no you will scarf it down in like 2 seconds and go for more.

            All I can say is that I’m pretty excited that I learned how to make it. Because it’s super easy, you don’t have to take 5 years making it! That way you can enjoy it in no time at all. I know this is probably a ridiculous thing to write about but hey I was extremely pumped about it! (:

Something I Won't Forget

I would repeatedly tell him I hated him because of how bad he used to make me feel. But isn’t that a normal thing for a little sister to say? My oldest brother Wayde was a jerk. He was constantly teasing me and making me cry. I despised every bit of him, and just wanted him to go away and never come back. Little did I know that the summer before my 4^th grade year would change the way I felt forever.

            Every summer my dad, Cady and I would grow a huge tomato garden. That summer we had about 300 plants to take care of and needed a little extra help. I remember my dad saying that Wayde would be out to help. Time kept passing and he never showed up. We finally took a break to see what was going on. When we got inside the house something did not feel right at all. Something was definitely different.

            Repeatedly my dad told my brother to get up, but he didn’t budge. I watched him pull the blankets off of Wayde but he would instantly put them back on. Finally my dad got him off the bed and tried to talk to him. There were no fluent words that left Wayde’s mouth; just mumbling it was like he forgot how to talk. My dad had Cady get my mom on the phone. Almost immediately she came home from work and they took him to the clinic.

            I received a phone call telling me to pack clothes for my mom. Wayde was then taken to Price on the ambulance. My mom decided that she would ride with him, while I rode with my dad in our suburban. Everything just seemed a blur. I was afraid of what would happen next. I sat in the waiting room at Castle View for about 2 hours. That is a really long time for a little kid to sit still. Finally my dad came and got me to take me to my brother. I didn’t even want to go, I was so afraid.

            His body lay on the bed like he was lifeless. My mom had tears constantly running down her face. She too was just as scared as I was. But sooner than we thought the doctors told us he needed to be life flighted to Primary Childrens. We went on with that and made our way to Salt Lake City very late at night. Primary Children’s was huge to me, I didn’t like being there. We showed up in Wayde’s room and waited for them to bring him in. It took too long so my dad decided he would take me to a hotel so we could get some sleep. While my mom stayed behind.

            I woke up that morning about 6 am to the sound of my dad crying. Never once had I ever heard him cry before then. He informed me that Wayde had 2 grand mal seizures and that he was now in ICU. My heart broke to see my parents cry. I was too little to really understand what was happening. Everything was just a blur. Most of the time my days consisted of spending time in ICU with my brother. He was unresponsive for the longest time. At night when he was finally able to come to it my dad asked him the same question over and over. “Wayde, who am i?” he would say. It took about 5 times for Wayde to register what he was saying. He finally wiped the blank confused stare off his face and said “Dad”.

            It gave my dad hope that everything would be okay. The nights my mom spent in the hospital with him seemed endless. No doctor could find what was wrong. It was all just a mystery. My sister and I were stuck at home during the summer with Grandma Bonnie. Everyone else was at my Aunts house in Springville, to be closer to the hospital so it was easier for them to be there for Wayde when he needed it.

            We didn’t think that he was going to make it. He just didn’t seem like he was getting any better. The total of his seizures ended at 63. I couldn’t believe it, that number really scared me. I remember my Grandpa Lee saying a prayer for him to help us all feel a little better. But turns out he started getting better from that day on. No one at the hospital knew how he was or why. All they know is that there was definitely someone watching over us.

            Towards the end of the summer our experience at the hospital came to an end. Wayde finally was able to come home and stay home. Our family was all back together and we were told not to worry. His sickness never did return and doctors never found out what it was or why it happened. They had ideas of what it could have been but never a legitimate answer. It all just seemed crazy to me that not one person knew.

            Without knowing what was headed my way and the feelings I had that summer really hit me how fragile life actually is and that you have the ability to lose someone at any time. We really need to make today better than yesterday.  We don’t know when we could lose someone so close to us. It’s all just a matter of time. I don’t know what my life would be like now if I would have lost my brother. I’m thankful every day that he is still here and that he’s perfectly fine. My feelings towards him have shifted a lot from then till now. I mean yes he’s still a jerk 90% of the time, but I love him. Everything happens for a reason, I’m just glad that I have nothing to worry about anymore.