again w/ the hw
Rachel Serna
5/ /04
Block 2
Theme Relationship
Theme Relationship to Current Society
The people who are in Iraq are getting more acknowledged now and it sort of has to do with my theme. They are recognized by being in the army, but also because now that they are gone, their families, teachers, friends, even the people they didn’t like very much, miss them very much and now wish they come back alive, fast, and well. Recently my friend got a call that one of her friends’ husband in the army died. They don’t know if it’s a prank, or something else, but they might be having their funeral and then in the distance they see a man coming and Yay! It’s their loved one that was missing in action or something and he’s come back. That would go very well with my theme. Or the sad other hand, is that they are really actually dead and are not coming back. Then everyone in the community would wish they had gotten to know that person better and are now sad that they will never have that chance. It would make everybody in the deceased soldier’s town more humble and nicer to everyone. If now somebody dies, they will go and say nice things at the funeral saying that they actually got to know the person. Although it will still be sad, it might not be half as bad as if you had a grudge with the person or got into an argument and now can’t tell them you are sorry.
How this theme applies to my life-In my life there have been no funerals I have attended. No one I really know has died. My dad’s co-worker, my brother’s friends’ grandpa, relatives my mom and dad knew, but I never knew these people neither did I attend their funeral. What there has been in my life is people moving, or when I moved. I look back now at the school I would’ve attended and think that there are a lot of people I didn’t get to know when I was in middle school with them, that’s sad. Also one time in 6th grade there was a boy that wanted to get to know me better, but he moved, and I said didn’t really like him; now I wish that I at least got to be his friend. Another time a different boy, my sort of best friend was a little geeky, and I found out that he liked me. The sad thing was, I didn’t like him back like that. Now I again wish I wouldn’t have been so rude to him, and he moved and I won’t get to say I am sorry. We were such good friends. My mom once told me a story about this girl with a disease and the doctor the mother took her to. The doctor ended up heeling the little girl, and one day way after that he got a card in the mail, from the girl now grown up, saying thank you for giving me a life. I cried when my mom finished the story because it reminded me of my band teacher in middle school. He wasn’t my favorite teacher, but I had him for 5th, 7th, and 8th grade, and also all the summers in between, I might’ve said some mean things once or twice and lots of other people said stuff too, but he did teach me how to play instruments and read music. I’m probably going to have do summer band with him again so I decided against sending him a card saying-- Thank you for teaching me well. I have carried my teachings to my new school and enjoy playing the clarinet very much--. See I moved from that district, to this one, so he’s gone. Sort of.
5/ /04
Block 2
Theme Relationship
Theme Relationship to Current Society
The people who are in Iraq are getting more acknowledged now and it sort of has to do with my theme. They are recognized by being in the army, but also because now that they are gone, their families, teachers, friends, even the people they didn’t like very much, miss them very much and now wish they come back alive, fast, and well. Recently my friend got a call that one of her friends’ husband in the army died. They don’t know if it’s a prank, or something else, but they might be having their funeral and then in the distance they see a man coming and Yay! It’s their loved one that was missing in action or something and he’s come back. That would go very well with my theme. Or the sad other hand, is that they are really actually dead and are not coming back. Then everyone in the community would wish they had gotten to know that person better and are now sad that they will never have that chance. It would make everybody in the deceased soldier’s town more humble and nicer to everyone. If now somebody dies, they will go and say nice things at the funeral saying that they actually got to know the person. Although it will still be sad, it might not be half as bad as if you had a grudge with the person or got into an argument and now can’t tell them you are sorry.
How this theme applies to my life-In my life there have been no funerals I have attended. No one I really know has died. My dad’s co-worker, my brother’s friends’ grandpa, relatives my mom and dad knew, but I never knew these people neither did I attend their funeral. What there has been in my life is people moving, or when I moved. I look back now at the school I would’ve attended and think that there are a lot of people I didn’t get to know when I was in middle school with them, that’s sad. Also one time in 6th grade there was a boy that wanted to get to know me better, but he moved, and I said didn’t really like him; now I wish that I at least got to be his friend. Another time a different boy, my sort of best friend was a little geeky, and I found out that he liked me. The sad thing was, I didn’t like him back like that. Now I again wish I wouldn’t have been so rude to him, and he moved and I won’t get to say I am sorry. We were such good friends. My mom once told me a story about this girl with a disease and the doctor the mother took her to. The doctor ended up heeling the little girl, and one day way after that he got a card in the mail, from the girl now grown up, saying thank you for giving me a life. I cried when my mom finished the story because it reminded me of my band teacher in middle school. He wasn’t my favorite teacher, but I had him for 5th, 7th, and 8th grade, and also all the summers in between, I might’ve said some mean things once or twice and lots of other people said stuff too, but he did teach me how to play instruments and read music. I’m probably going to have do summer band with him again so I decided against sending him a card saying-- Thank you for teaching me well. I have carried my teachings to my new school and enjoy playing the clarinet very much--. See I moved from that district, to this one, so he’s gone. Sort of.