Today like most days recently, I have been thinking about my future and how my life will change. Next fall, approximately five months from now, I will be at college. I am going to Boston University. It will be totally different from anything I have ever done. It will be different because I will have so much responsibility and freedom- more than I have ever had or known. It also will be different because Boston University is very urban. I have lived in Edina my whole life. People refer to it as a “bubble”. There will be so much more diversity there versus Edina which will be interesting.
Lately I have noticed that there is no night life in Edina. Everything closes by 10. Even Lunds, formally open 24 hours, closes at 12 now! The only thing open past 10 (with the exception of Lunds) is Perkins. I am someone who loves to stay up late, and for me, one single restaurant is not enough entertainment for nights after ten for ever. People usually just go over to other people’s houses which I like, but I am kind of ready for a change. Granted, it may be more claustrophobic feeling in the winter time because people can’t hang out outside because of the cold. I feel like Edina and maybe most suburbs are a good place for kids to grow up. But after you get to a certain age, high school and college, the suburb life (at least at night) does not seem to accommodate. Sorry if I am rambling but I just hate how after 9 pm sometimes, there is no one on the streets, everyone is in their houses.
You don’t realize how different this is until you see other places. For example, New York City. The subway runs all night for a reason. They say that the city never sleeps and I think that is so comforting. The idea that you are surrounded by people who are awake seems cool to me. Also, last summer, my family went to Spain. In Spain, people stay up later. They don’t eat dinner until 10 or 11 at night. My sister lived with a family there this summer and she said that at midnight the whole town would be at the town square hanging out. She said that whole families with young children were out. It is just a cultural difference which I think is really cool.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
post # 5- A poem we find beautiful
" Soul Meets Body" - Death Cab for Cutie
http://www.songmeanings.net/lyric.php?lid=3530822107858549428
I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what it's like to be new
Because in my head there's a Greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far-off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
Where they're far more suited than here
I cannot guess what we'll discover
When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hands can wash one another's
And not one speck will remain
I do believe it's true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So, brown eyes, I'll hold you near
Because you're the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
Where soul meets body
1. I selected this song because I think that the lyrics have poetic merit. I think that the way the song is phrased is interesting. For example I love the line, "I do believe it's true, that there are roads left in both of our shoes". I like that line because I think it is cleverly written. You usually think of shoes walking on roads and deciding which ones to walk, not roads controlling where the shoes walk.
2. I think the title works with the song. To me, the song's imagery and lyrics all depict finding comfort, contentment or peace in life. I think that "Soul meets body" expresses the wish of finding happiness and contentment.
3. I like the metaphor of comparing your thoughts to a grey hound station that can be easily cast away. I think that it is interesting thinking about getting away from all of your thoughts. If someone is so uncomfortable or tired of his/her thoughts that he/she wants to completely rid them from the mind, then the grey hound station is a good metaphor for sending them away. Because the purpose of those stations is to leave somewhere far away, I think this metaphor is a good depiction of leaving your thoughts. I also like the metaphor of searching for something about yourself to turning dirt over. The idea of using your hands to dig in the ground illustrates an image of excitment and curiosity to find something new.
http://www.songmeanings.net/lyric.php?lid=3530822107858549428
I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what it's like to be new
Because in my head there's a Greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far-off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
Where they're far more suited than here
I cannot guess what we'll discover
When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hands can wash one another's
And not one speck will remain
I do believe it's true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So, brown eyes, I'll hold you near
Because you're the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
Where soul meets body
1. I selected this song because I think that the lyrics have poetic merit. I think that the way the song is phrased is interesting. For example I love the line, "I do believe it's true, that there are roads left in both of our shoes". I like that line because I think it is cleverly written. You usually think of shoes walking on roads and deciding which ones to walk, not roads controlling where the shoes walk.
2. I think the title works with the song. To me, the song's imagery and lyrics all depict finding comfort, contentment or peace in life. I think that "Soul meets body" expresses the wish of finding happiness and contentment.
3. I like the metaphor of comparing your thoughts to a grey hound station that can be easily cast away. I think that it is interesting thinking about getting away from all of your thoughts. If someone is so uncomfortable or tired of his/her thoughts that he/she wants to completely rid them from the mind, then the grey hound station is a good metaphor for sending them away. Because the purpose of those stations is to leave somewhere far away, I think this metaphor is a good depiction of leaving your thoughts. I also like the metaphor of searching for something about yourself to turning dirt over. The idea of using your hands to dig in the ground illustrates an image of excitment and curiosity to find something new.
4. I think that then general tone in this poem is comfort and tranquility. All of the words and images are very peaceful and calm. Also the ideas are very comforting. For example, the image of the sun wrapping its arms around him is a very comforting and calm image. Or the image of the water being cool and cleansing illustrates a calming situation.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Post # 4
1.) Myself as a writer. I enjoy reading poetry and short stories. I do not enjoy reading plays, however, I like watching plays. I also like to read novels but I am a really slow reader so sometimes longer stories are hard for me to stick with. I like to write short stories though. I enjoy writing outside of school a lot. It all depends on how much free time I have though. I write more in the summer time or on vacations when there are not a lot of definite plans. Topics that most intrigue me are interactions between strangers. That seems rather broad and random but I think you can learn so much from the people that you do not even know and I enjoy exploring different ways of that.
2.) I was not here to get the writing territories sheet so I decided to pick a random topic. The topic that I pick to write about is my grandma.
I walked into the yellow room with intense sunshine coloring the walls and surfaces in white light. My grandma ushers me to a mint green couch and I take my seat. The apartment still smells of fresh paint. Today is another day in the nursing home.
2.) I was not here to get the writing territories sheet so I decided to pick a random topic. The topic that I pick to write about is my grandma.
I walked into the yellow room with intense sunshine coloring the walls and surfaces in white light. My grandma ushers me to a mint green couch and I take my seat. The apartment still smells of fresh paint. Today is another day in the nursing home.
"Kelsey, so tell me." She pats my hand. "How are things in your life?" A high pitch sound starts to beep. Two nurses come in through the door.
"Where is he?"
"He is sitting in the other room," my grandma said. The two nurses walk swiftly into the other room.
"Is grandpa still having problems?"
"Oh yes. That man is so strong, he will get through it."
"Yeah he is," ushering to a painting of a man above the tv, "that is such a good place for that gram."
"Thank you. I thought so too. Where did I get that again?"
". . . Mark painted it grandma. Your son."
"Oh right, yes how is Mark?"
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