Susie's Lifestyle It was seven thirty and Susie was nowhere near ready. The school reunion was due to start at eight thirty. It was a twenty-minute drive, so that gave her just over half an hour before she had to leave. The bed was already covered in nearly the entire contents of her wardrobe, but she still couldn’t find that perfect outfit. With her hair still wrapped in a towel and her face resembling a ruby red grapefruit (having spent far too long in a hot bath) she wondered why she ever let Gemma talk her into attending this damn reunion. Was she really interested in meeting 'friends' that she was sure she would not remember, or even recognise, after all these years? She continued her quest for that perfect outfit and told herself to stop being such a pessimist. It would be fun. Convinced, she finally decided on the jeans that she had recently managed to squeeze into, having shed that half a stone that had clung to her wobbly thighs and bum for the last five years. Then she chose the pretty blue top that she knew intensified the blue of her eyes. There's nothing like knowing you are going to see all those old school friends that remember you as a young, fit, size eight, to inspire you to shed a few pounds. Hair done, make up applied, she felt happier. She would have loved to have treated herself to a salon makeover but with three kids to feed, bathe and settle ready for grandma, it was an impossibility. Kissing the kids goodbye and getting their spontanous "You look lovely Mummy" made her feel great. It was eight fifteen as she slammed the front door. If traffic was ok and she broke a few speed limits she should make it on time. Luckily the roads were clear: no lurking police cars and, she fervently hoped, no speed cameras, caught her hurtling down the motorway at ninety miles an hour to arrive at her
Living Out by Lisa Loomer is a play that tells the story of the complicated relationship between a Salvadoran nanny and the lawyer she works for. Both women are smart, hard-working mothers who want better lives for their children. The play explores many similarities and differences between them. Through the main character Ana, we understand what it’s like to leave a child in another country and to come to come to the United States. We also get what the potential cost is like to sacrifice your own child in order to care for someone else's. Through the lawyer; Nancy, we understand the pressure on women today. How they try to do everything perfectly and sometimes having to put work before their family. The play also looks at the discrimination and misconceptions between Anglos (White American’s) and Latinos.
Hattie spent much of her younger years living with different relatives because both of her parents had died when she was five. As Hattie was “tossed” from one relative’s home to another throughout her childhood, she never had a sense of belonging. To make matters worse, her relatives treated her like a hassle—as though her very existence was an annoyance. Needless to say, Hattie’s relatives were neither supportive nor encouraging of her. By age 16, Hattie’s feeling of self-worth was at an all time low. The story did not describe her appearance in depth, but it did say she was very modest and dressed humbly.
Susan Wolf, born in 1952, is widely considered one of the greatest philosophers of the 20th and 21st century. One of Wolf’s most renowned works is The meanings of Lives, which drew a lot of attention in the philosophical world for a number of questions that arose from it. Arguably her most widely debated and questioned assertion in The meanings of Lives is “If you care about yourself you’re living as if you’re the center of the universe, which is false.” This however I don’t not believe to be true. Every human being, no matter how successful or unsuccessful, has the right to care for them sleeves and not believe they are the center of the universe while doing so.
She would mostly be alone and sit by herself being buried in books or watching cartoons. In high school she attended a program for troubled adolescents and from there she received a wide range of support from helping her get braces to helping her get information to attend community college. (59) Even with this she was already too emotionally unstable due to her family issues and felt like she couldn’t go through with her dreams to travel and even go into the art of culinary. She suffers from psychological problems such as depression and worries constantly about almost every aspect in her life from work to family to her boyfriend and just hopes that her life won’t go downhill. (60) Overall Kayla’s family structure shows how different is it now from it was in the 1950’s as divorce rates have risen and while before Kayla’s type of family structure was rare now it is becoming more common. This story helps illustrate the contributions of stress that children possess growing up in difficult homes in which they can’t put their own futures first they must, in some cases, take care of their guardian’s futures first or others around them. Again, this adds into the inequality that many face when it comes to being able to climb up the ladder and become successful regardless of where one
Throughout chapter one of Fun Home, Alison Bechdel portrays artifice and art as two very similar but distinct things; both overlapping and making it hard to differentiate between what is what. Art, in her view, is the truth, and a skill that has to be mastered. On the other hand, artifice contains partial, or full, amounts of falsehood; it covers up the truth in some way but contains art in itself. Artifice can be, like art, something mastered, but can also be a coping mechanism to cover up something good or bad. Bechdel turns both art and artifice into a very interlinked, combined, version of the two forms. When truth and falsehood are combined, after awhile, it becomes a challenge to distinguish between the two; evidently true to herself.
In the days leading up to her graduation, she was so excited about receiving her diploma for her academic accomplishments, even though she hasn’t accomplished a lot in life by experiencing a little bit of it. She felt like the birthday girl with her pretty dress, beautiful hair, and the presents she received from Uncle Willie and her mother. She felt like it w...
Eva’s fortunes changed, however, as in a couple of months she found herself a new job at the large department store, Milwards. Eva was delighted with her new job which made her the happiest she had been in a long time. “She was among pretty clothes.” The Inspectors line of inquiry turned to Mr. Birling’s daughter, Sheila. He wanted to try and establish her involvement in the death of Eva Smith. Sheila used Milwards store regularly. Sheila was out shopping for the perfect dress. After many fruitless visits to other stores Sheila finally decided to try Milwards. She demanded to try a particular dress on, against her mother’s advice. After trying it on she realized to her horror that ...
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Model and clearly define the expectations of the activity to be performed (Bransford, Brown, and Cocking, 2000).
After reading Karen’s story, I feel as though anyone can do anything they put their minds to as long as they are willing to work hard for it. Karen was girl who was very active and enjoyed playing sports. She also had a passion for education. When Karen was in high school, she had an accident in which she broke her back. Since her back was broken, Karen was left with an impairment that caused her to be in a wheelchair. Karen was the type of girl that wanted to do stuff on her own, so things got tough for her after her injury. For a while, she had to depend on people to do things for her. However, she was eventually able to get back to somewhat doing things by herself with the help of rehab. Karen was able to go to college and participate in
How difficult do you think that it would be to have a baby when you are only 17 and the guy that got you pregnant left you because you wouldn’t get an abortion? This happened to my grandma Kensler. Her name is Laurie Kensler. My grandma was born in Eaton Rapids, Michigan and she also lived in Florida. She also has two brothers and two sisters. She inspires me to not give up, to love everybody, and to be brave.
My definition of a hero is my mom Stephanie Brown. She’s fearless, kind, and caring. She would do anything to Protect us she’s really nice to us and other people and cares about us and her family. She like to help other people that are poor and she helps her mom with rent. She likes to stay active with us sometimes me my mom my grandma and my brother would go to the beach but now that it’s to cold were in the house playing board games.
According to Linda, education was an important matter in her home growing up. Her parents wanted their children not only to achieve an education but to master it. Linda’s said the she recalled her mother reading to her and her siblings every night when they went to bed when she was younger, and she mentioned that both of her parents would help with any homework questions that they had. In her adolescent years, Linda said, “my life was boring and uneventful compared to what kids do these days.” Throughout all of her childhood, Linda mentioned not being able to remember doing anything but going to school, doing homework, and coming home to work on the farm. She said that there was no time for sports or social events, that things needed to be done around the home. However, Linda mentioned that “on Sundays, after church, we went to grandmas to eat and we would get to go swimming in the creek behind her house”. Linda also mentioned that she sometimes stayed with her grandmother, and one of the activities they did together were some hobbies like knitting, Crocheting, and sewing. In the summers in their free time in the evenings the Doll family would sit in the yard and watch the sunset and look at the stars as a
Susan Isaacs was a British educationalist and psychologist whose work covered the first half of the twentieth century.
My eyes were deteriorating fast since I started using Tumblr. Driving to school past the park I came to terms it was autumn my favourite season: Trees almost naked with every branch bare, hearing the sound of rustling when people stomping through a crowd of crunchy leaves, though when the wind breathes it accelerates a leafy tornado swirling in a circular motion, smelling a fresh batch of rain from minutes ago and seeing the glistening as the biggest star made I admired. I use to walk to school every morning before my mum left us. Dropping Kaylee off at school I took a right turn where Jessica insisted to meet by the cascade fountain. I parked and by squinting my eyes I could already see she was dressed impressively kooky today. A jacket duplicating the print of a burgundy floral couch, vintage purple satin blouse with J’s scattered all over in different colours, an eagle bolo tie, the stripy snazzy saffron skirt, suede slip on shoes and to compliment her rouge knitting glasses someone had gifted. She ran to me.