Growth

A child is a fragile thing and deserves the best possible environment to reflect upon. Francie is a very optimistic girl, but her surroundings may construct such a contradiction. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn is actually a metaphor wisely chosen by the author Betty Smith. I have never read or viewed a book quite like this one. I was puzzled by the level of knowledge the author displayed. How creative, for this metaphor of a tree growing in such a filthy environment applies to Francie being born and raised in the slums of Brooklyn.
The delicate life of a child must be conserved with great care but ultimately, children grow and live their own individual and particular lifestyle. A tree growing in such unsuitable circumstances forms an image of Francie’s current lifestyle.
Francie’s family is poor, her mother Katie cares for her just as any mom should. I was puzzled knowing the agony Francie faced,wondering about her father. For night after night she would ask the same question. "Is dad coming home?" At a certain point her father loses his job. I believe she’s taking more care of him than he is for her. Is that truly a dad’s place in this world? This is a recipe for chaos.
Everyone reflects upon their past, but uses that knowledge to embrace new challenges. Those around one another must cooperate to benefit themselves. Many people have faced great hardships growing up, but it’s is vital that one has these obstacles to overcome, for experience is key to survival.

"Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. Hate multiplies hate, violence multiplies violence, and toughness multiplies toughness in a descending spiral of destruction....The chain reaction of evil--hate begetting hate, wars producing more wars--must be broken, or we shall be plunged into the dark abyss of annihilation." Martin Luther King Jr.
"Quarrel not at all. No man resolved to make the most of himself can spare time for personal contention. Still less can he afford to take all the consequences, including the vitiating of his temper and loss of self control. Yield larger things to which you can show no more than equal right; and yield lesser ones, though clearly your own. Better give your path to a dog than be bitten by him in contesting for the right. Even killing the dog would not cure the bite." Abraham Lincoln
"Do not be desirous of having things done quickly. Do not look at small advantages. Desire to have things done quickly prevents their being done thoroughly. Looking at small advantages prevents great affairs from being accomplished." Confucious

Circle of Life

Conflict, betrayal, regret, and anxiety are all devastating aspects of love. Humanity can transform and adapt to positive terms of love as they grow with experience. A rose begins delicate, but it grows anticipating heavy rains, cold weather, and other harsh conditions. People are born with hope and belief that those around them will cradle and understand the fragile aspect of love, but not yet prepared to embrace coming obstacles that they must eventually overcome. Love and birth are two vital components to life itself.

During the early points of the novel Sissy is basically given an inexperienced and slightly obnoxious character, however as the story progresses I feel sympathy for her as she has faced many hardships in her past. I eventually uncover and gain an opinion that she can act mature and civilized when around those she cares for. Sissy is a healthy woman, while she’s had two husbands and become due for eight children (not at the same time). Eight of her children died at birth. After reading that sentence from the book I was almost completely sure that I read the text wrong. After a double look I was very disturbed and flustered, in addition I felt great sorrow for Sissy, but not quite understanding her pain and anxiety.

“Sure I like children. But they got to be my own and not some other bum’s” In a mothers view, the disgrace or but fury they’d feel towards their husband, after discovering how ignorant and defiant he is to the rest of civilization. Sissy’s John doesn’t understand love. Sissy finally decides to adopt a baby from a mother’s abusive father who is destructively starving this sixteen year old minor, while hoping the infant would die during child-birth. The father betrays his own daughter, while he completely sabotages his belief toward love.

At last Sissy’s husband is able to full heartedly confront the baby with embrace and passion. The angelic couple nurtures the delicate new born.

When birth and love are associated harmonically all negative dilemmas are broken, but new challenges approach. A child is eventually able to grasp independence and re-experience the circle of life.

Ryan Harris
12-2-09
English
A Sum of many Fears
Response; All Summer in a Day


Many people can’t quite apprehend the overwhelming thought that everyone around them is almost the same. Betrayal from your closest companions will always end in true depression and insanity. However, to prevent this, one must avoid repressive actions and with others through communicative projects, but how? Life is a contradiction between being unique and being alike.
“Do the scientists really know? Will it happen today, will it?” Reading both of those sentences out of short story “All Summer in a Day” a certain sympathy comes out of me. For the little boys and girls living on Venus don’t quite understand how difficult their living conditions really are. How I would feel if every last single bit of hope was drained out of me, but Ray Bradbury emphasized this single part and unlocked a definition towards the hope and will, that many of these people had.

A story like this one is truly a horrifying irony between reality and the hardened children living on Venus. Plus, I was able to determine the reason the author selected Venus, because it's red. (This color symbolizes irony.)

Margot the main character of the story has absolutely no way to control herself and definitely no way to improvise those around her. She is considered insane by others and even after that she was somehow able to reveal a whole new level! When the teacher doesn’t even notice Margot’s absence I felt disturbed as to how the most responsible individual in the entire room can just release Margot from her mind without a bit of care. This very component represents the true irony, of good being weak. But, I consider it scary, how Margot is the base of the whole growing conflict.

Life itself always revolves around association with others, but when all that is crushed and everyone around you have turned their backs on you, the appeal of life itself is confined, you feel bareness. “Behind the closet door was only silence. They unlocked the door, even more slowly, and let Margot out.” Death, the one single most unanswered question to civilized and complete individuals, but death symbolism is depraved and all characters who may deny the growth and existence of humanity itself is an abuse to God himself, symbolized by silence. Laying in pieces that state of mind is the sum of all fear.

The wonderful experience of sparkling, luscious, yellow buds cloud my mind with comfort. I enjoy my walk through the green pastures. However, unpaid mortgage fees run through my head, but they are eventually overwhelmed by my life long treasures. I sink into a meditation, breathing slowly and appreciate all that I may have. Looking into the clouds I commemorate my mother sweet with abundance, “If only you were here, you’d know what to do.” I say with a warm smile knowing she’s happy with the guardians and angels. Then somehow I’ll never quite know how, but a train passed. Out of a side door of one of the trailers a sack fell from it, this sack held 7 glazing pieces of gold.