When I was a child, I believed that Santa Claus was actually real. Back then, I had no reason to not trust my mom, so when she said that presents randomly appeared under the tree because Santa left them for me, I believed it. I could never find where she stored the presents anyways. However, I unfortunately do not believe this anymore, I buy my own presents sometimes. Today, we took a diagnostic test with our group for The Color Purple by Alice Walker. I liked this because we would read a letter, then discuss the answers as a group, making it a team effort whether you got it right or wrong. It was also a nice break between such sad stories told by Celie. Today, I am stressed. I have two concerts, a final, and an audition this week. It's hard to juggle all these equally.
An object that holds a lot of value to me is my Legos. They were gifted or bought during significant points in my life, building them after each event. They remind me of the good times/memories every time I look at them, thinking of each block as building the memory, or the Lego set in this case. Today, we continued our reading of The Color Purple by Alice Walker. We read 3 chapters today, learning about Sofia's return to the story and her eventual incarceration due to her beliefs and nature. It was interesting to see the reminder of the consequences the characters can face, bringing down such a strong-willed character like Sofia. It also showed us why Celie and Squeak's, Harpo's girlfriend, obedience is beneficial to them in some way. Today, I feel tired. I pulled an all-nighter and still have to go to a practice and then teach 8th graders and drop people off afterwards. I know the sleep is going to be good later tonight.
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