“We care for orphans not because we’re rescuers, but because we are rescued.” (David Platt) In my book “Once” by Morris Gleitzman, there were some parts in the book where I had some sort of feeling. Any type of feeling. A bad feeling or a good feeling. The bad feelings made feel like a wad of water poured over me and soaked my entire body. They made me think to myself “Man, that sucks”. The good feelings made me feel quite happy. All those feelings had a meaning, and all of them had images printing themselves in my mind. Those feelings changed me in some places. Those feelings all had me somewhere in my
In Kate Chopin’s “Story of an Hour”, the main, central idea I got from the story is, when losing something you can choose to fill yourself positively or negatively. A woman, Mrs. Mallard, was told her husband was lost in a railroad disaster. She pondered and decided this meant freedom while she observed nature. The story first tells about her sitting in the chair grief stricken. “She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless, except when a sob came up to her throat and shook her…” (Chopin, 1). The evidence supports this theme because it’s a literal example of a negative thing filling her up. The sad sob that came up & filled her throat, is something negative she choose to fill her life with, before realizing
the tragic feeling is evoked in us when we are in the presence of a
“He was finally free, but there was no joy in his heart.” This evokes sadness and pity from the author over a young boy having no joy in him. Elie Wiesel uses this technique to get human feelings of attachment to form with his speech.
In the letters that Rilke wrote for Kappus, we can discern that we could learn how to deal with our emotions and psychological experiences from the several perspectives of artists. We can infer that artists put in several types of emotions and unique strategies in dealing with various types of challenges in life. Like the artists, we should learn to be creative by being strong in dealing with emotional setbacks. We are only in charge of ourselves. If we allow our negative emotions to overwhelm us, our loved ones can never help us fully recover if we do not help ourselves.
“It’s a hard thing to explain to somebody who hasn’t felt it, but the presence of death and danger has a way of bringing you fully awake” (183) Tim O’brien, the protagonist and author of the novel, The Things They Carried, describes his interpretation of death and the power it has to make you feel certain emotions. When the soldiers are dealt with death, they use their strong brotherhood to help with their emotions. The soldiers’ emotional development when dealing with death matures dramatically as they experience tragic situations.
...rson’s emotions allows them to be optimistic or pessimistic about various experiences they may have to deal with. “People are not aware of the fact that their defenses are more likely to be triggered by intense rather than mild suffering, thus they mispredict their own emotional reactions” (Gilbert 140) to different experiences which causes them to fail to create better responses to a similar situation in the future. An individual has not only the ability to perceive the world but also the ability to alter their perception of it. Simply put an individual can change situations and outcomes by the way in which they look at them.
Recently, I found myself drawn to Woody Allen’s essay, “Random Reflections of a Second-Rate Mind.” I liked the title; I can relate to random thoughts, but I hated the idea of relating to Allen himself. I dislike him on a personal level. I have trouble condoning the behavior of a grown man who refuses to ignore his animalistic urges and sleeps with his teenage step-child. But perhaps Allen had some clue as to what he was doing considering that the latest Hollywood tabloid reports that he and his step-daughter/wife have just had a child together, and are doing well. I won’t speculate, but I have put aside my issues with his personal life, and have found common ground. I too, have random thoughts, and often take the “free association” approach in my writing. But what really got me with Allen’s essay is that all the random thoughts he includes, were all inspired by one chance meeting with a Holocaust survivor in a trendy New York Restaurant. Allen’s analysis of this man began, and I was hooked: As I eavesdropped, I wondered: If an angel had come to see him [in the concentration camp], when he was scheming desperately not to be among those chosen for annihilation, and told him that one day he’d be sitting on Second Avenue in Manhattan in a trendy Italian restaurant amongst lovely young women in designer jeans, and he’d be wearing a fine suit and ordering lobster salad and baked salmon, would he have grabbed the angel around the throat and throttled him in a sudden fit of insanity? Talk about cognitive dissonance! (22). This little passage did two things to my mind. First, I recalled countless times when I could not have even tried to predict a positive outcome to a given situation, much less a fu...
During the process of growing up, we are taught to believe that life is relatively colorful and rich; however, if this view is right, how can we explain why literature illustrates the negative and painful feeling of life? Thus, sorrow is inescapable; as it increase one cannot hide it. From the moment we are born into the world, people suffer from different kinds of sorrow. Even though we believe there are so many happy things around us, these things are heartbreaking. The poems “Tips from My Father” by Carol Ann Davis, “Not Waving but Drowning” by Stevie Smith, and “The Fish” by Elizabeth Bishop convey the sorrow about growing up, about sorrowful pretending, and even about life itself.
... child no matter what. I feel like this story has helped me to be open-minded to the various situations that people may face and to not make assumptions. I also feel somewhat prepared for the situations that I may face in the field of social work as I continue to unpack my baggage.
the body. The notions and events that occur in the essay provoked emotional responses ranging
I was torn by Harry’s negative thoughts. Harry (2010) states, “You are beautiful, but if you’re going to hang around and give me trouble, I’d rather you died (p. 4). In addition, she did not see her daughter for the first 24 hours! A mother’s love for her daughter should always be unconditional. Riding along Harry’s roller coaster of emotions, I was sad and mad at first but then I became understanding of her feelings. Harry sets forth the honest truth of how she felt. She asked questions to the doctor regarding Melanie’s intelligence, while coping with her own fears. I understood the things she said and felt because it was her way of coping and expressing how her ideal story of motherhood and how it had to be rewritten. As Harry questions the doctors, she begins to expose herself to the unfamiliar world. She learns about her daughter 's diagnosis and grows as a person as she reflects on her thoughts. Hence, Harry’s growth as a person has left me feeling grateful that she tells her story the way she does. However, gripping on the last few pages, I was saddened and heartbroken to find out that Melanie had passed away at the age of 5. The way Melanie had died brought out my feelings of fear. It rushed through my body reminding me that my inner deepest fear of working with children is coming across death. If anything happened to the child, I would feel responsible and reminisce endlessly
In the state I was in, if someone had come and told me I could go home quietly, that they would leave me my life whole, it would have left me cold: several hours or several years of waiting is all the same when you have lost the illusion of being eternal. I clung to nothing, in a way I was calm. But it was a horrible calm -- because of my body; my body, I saw with its eyes, I heard with its ears, but it was no longer me; it sweated and trembled by itself and I didn't recognize it anymore.
been created in a way that it made you think about what was going on
Fear is the opposite emotion to love, but it is also contributing and great element to our happiness. The fear of death can be making people feel happy because at the moment, you cannot think anything more dangerous than happiness. Each moment will go back to your brain and shows up all of the happiness in your life since you were a little. Such as the scene of Hector is in Africa, when two men kidnap him to the big old house, and begin to leave him alone. He feels very scared and terrible. In this circumstance, he cannot do anything or think any further. He just wants to see his friends and someone can help him to get out of there. He tries to yell and makes some noise for people pay attention to him. However, nobody cares about him. He has to sleep in the darkest light, and dirty floor with a small mouse. He can’t eat anything at all. He has to eat all the candies left in his hat, but the simple action of him makes people think fear can be shared by dividing the candy into a half piece when he sees the mouse comes out. That action emphasized animal can connect the happiness with the human. Although it is as easy as pie, it makes him feel that he is not alone, and he can share something to the mouse. Animal can understand of what people say, but it is cannot talk back. That impacts him to relief of his fear. Otherwise, the deepest of his fear shows up all of the happiness of his life. In particular, when
When faced with difficult situations, humans tend to block out the problem with other aspects or delusions. However, the story “Miss Brill” reveals to us that we cannot shelter ourselves from reality, for the brutal awakening lurking amongst us could corrupt our mind. For instance, Miss Brill caresses her faux fur with motherly presence, admiring the scarf. She briefly acknowledges the ominous feeling that seems to be in the midst of her, but she continues on her usual routine. Miss Brill looks into the foxes “dim little eyes” hearing the tragic question of “what’s happening to me?”. From there, the author, Katherine Mansfield, submerges the audience into Brill’s fantasy world.