Saturday, May 5, 2012

Essay


Are You Ready to Be a Mother
“A Woman Mourned by Daughters”, by Adrienne Rich is a poem that deals with different types of relationships between a mother and her children; and how it can affect the outcome of the child’s life in the future. Our cause is to understand the reason behind the strained relationships between a mother and child so that we may find a way to help prevent future parents from making the same mistakes. In addition we also found some mothers who had great relationships with their children which we see as the ideal parents. Though not all parents can achieve what some of these mothers have accomplished, we instead can use some of their ideas to help parents with imperfect relationships with their child.
At the Convalescent we found a mother of three children, she was financially stable and had a great relationship with her children. Terri was around the age of 40-50 with 1 daughter and 2 sons who tell her everything. For Terri the right age to have a child is when the woman is financially secure, mature enough, and when the woman herself is ready to have a child. She believes that the best punishments are standards, chores, and time-out; she doesn’t believe in hitting or beating her children. Terri doesn’t have any high expectations for her children and allows them to create their own goals doing things that are comfortable for them. However, like every other relationship, there are flaws in Terri’s relationship with her children; Terri has a tendency to “bark” at her children when the ignore her but other than that she says that she has a relatively good connection with her three children.
In addition to Terri we also me another mother at the Convalescent home, this time a new mother. Chanel is around 25-30 years old and is also financially stable; she also believes that she has a good relationship with her child. Her only expectation for her child is to be smart in school; for Chanel she grew up with great parents and her advice for future parents is not to neglect the child and quote “don’t think that it’s easy.”
The next woman had a hard relationship with her mother and had asked to be kept anonymous.  Ms. X’s mother was 28 when she had her and although her mother was a teacher and financially secure she was emotionally insecure and felt that Ms. X wasn’t giving her the love and respect she deserved. The major flaw in their relationship was the misunderstandings. The misunderstandings made her mother to question everything Ms. X said and later caused Ms. X to stop communicating with her mother. But aside from misunderstanding her daughter, Ms. X’s mother also had a problem with depression and anxiety and since her mother hadn’t reflected on how it affected her daughter, their relationship was constantly strained. However, their strained relationship also stemmed from the fact that Ms. X’s grandmother had verbally abused her mother. Even after all this Ms. X still thinks she had a great mother who had given her daughter what she could; she admits that she should have been a more loving daughter. And in a way she appreciated the way her mother had raised her, it had after all allowed her to have a better understanding of people.  Regarding Ms. X she now has two boys (10 and 13) whom she had at the age of 27 and 31, and in her opinion a mother should be firm with her child, have expectations, and rules; but most importantly a mother should always listen to her child and keep her promises. She strongly believes that a mother should be a parent not a friend and instead let a relationship form instead of demanding one and warned other mothers against relying on their child. Her methods of discipline include time-out, removal of privileges and to the point lectures that don’t provoke guilt.
Ms. Y also had a bad relationship with her mother who sometimes left her alone a period of time therefore leaving Ms. Y to live by herself. The flaw in their relationship is due to the fact that her mother was a compulsive liar who didn’t want to face the truth.  Her mother constantly ran away from her problems and used harsh was to discipline her daughter. Ms. Y was verbally, mentally, and physically punished for simple things, but like Ms. X she said it helped her understand people better. At 24 years old Ms. Y was born into an environment any child shouldn’t ever live in. At the age of 2 Ms. Y had lost the simple innocence of a child, learning things only adults should know. But although Ms. Y hadn’t had the best mother she always knew that her mother loved her and eventually she realized that she also loved her mother. In Ms. Y’s point of view everything that a parent had done wrong the next parent should learn from the mistakes and do the opposite. She believes that disciplining a child should be mentally not physically, in other words a parent should explain why something shouldn’t be done until the child understands rather than physically hurting them. Moreover, she thinks that a parent shouldn’t force their child to help but instead they could share the problem with their child and let the child choose whether or not he/she wants to help. She doesn’t judge a good parent by what age the parent is but instead on how mentally prepared the person is.
Ms. Z had a close relationship with her mother even though her mother was constantly working 2 different jobs. Ms. Z was the middle child born when her mother was 31; and aside from rebelling against her extremely strict mother their relationship was relatively flawless. After being abandoned by her father she acknowledges that she wasn’t allowed to be a child and had matured earlier than usual. As for her mother’s way of discipline she used a range from slaps to spanking, and her expectations where fairly high, Ms. Y had to graduate from high school, and after choose between work or college. Still her mother was always there for her children even though she wasn’t always physically there for her children. In Ms. Y’s view, a good parent should be financially secure, ready to support a child, and want the child. Her idea of a damaging parent is an adult who isn’t emotionally mature nor entirely out of the habit of being selfish. Ms. Y doesn’t plan on having any children of her own but she insists that it isn’t because of her relationship with her mother.
Line 20 of the poem particularly motivated us to pursue this cause because there are so many children out there who try so hard to please their parents but no matter what they do, nothing seems enough. Since we have seen and heard so many stories about apprehensive relationships between mother and daughters we decided to start interviewing women who had good relationships and those who had not so good relationships with their mothers. Sometimes even a little thing can help, even just talking to women who had troubled lives with their mothers.

A Million Dollars..now where to spend it (not a story)


A Million Dollars and No Where To Spend It
    Winning money is a great thing for many people even those who are already rich beyond
belief but if there was a catch and all that money had to be spent on someone else most people
would probably not even attempt to enter in the contest at all or like I have heard spend the
money on their parents then get it back from them because hey, they’re your parents. But in my
point of view if the money had to spend on someone else, I would donate it to relieve single
mothers and fathers around the world who had lost their spouses to Post traumatic Stress Disorder
(PTSD) because of war. PTSD is a disorder that is develops when a person is exposed to a
traumatic event that had left the person helpless, and sometimes the feeling never disappears,
instead it haunts the person changing him/her into a completely different person.
    The main reason behind my desire to donate my winnings to the PTSD cause is primarily
because one day I know my brother will be one of the men fighting for our country. With his
mind set on joining the military, I know there is a risk that he might become one of the people
fighting PTSD. However, after hearing so many stories about wives living with husbands who
had returned from war with PTSD, it’s hard not to feel the need to help them. Some of the stories
were extremely hard to listen too because it said a lot about not only how much the person had to
suffer in war but how much their family suffered with them. One story that particularly struck
me was the one about a husband that had returned from war physically uninjured but mentally
scared. His wife loved him but she just couldn’t trust her husband around their son because his
case of PTSD included such vivid nightmares that sometimes harmed their child. Just listening to
the story had a profound effect on me but I couldn’t really do anything to help but if I received a
million of dollars, donating money to help people with PTSD would be on my number one list of
things to do.
    To put it briefly, my reasons to donate to the PTSD cause are both gallant and selfish, I want
to protect my brother from risks of PTSD and at the same time I want to help families out there
who are already suffering from results of PTSD. If a million dollar donation could help finance
the research for treatment of Posttraumatic Stress Disorder then I would gladly donate the
money.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

The One for the Job

  Sometimes he wished he didn't work as a professional liar, today, well today he wished it more than ever, even a damn accountant was looking like an ideal job for him. But he wasn't, so here he was pathetically pacing back and forth in front of Andy's door fuming, trying to cool down a bit before heading back into her apartment. He did owe her an explanation right? At least some type of explanation (a truthful sounding lie) for why he had accused her of being a drug dealer, pointed a gun at her, and now trying to beg his way back into her life. She would probably kick him back out anyways he thought warily as he stalked back to her door.
  Inside Andy felt like, hell she didn't even know what she was feeling but what she did need was a nice sweaty run to clear her confusion fogged mind. 
 It was all his fault right? she muttered to herself, working her self into a fit. Silently agreeing to herself as she walked to her door. Then in a flash of fury she shoved the door open, hard, very hard. She stood there waiting for the satisfying thud of the door hitting the wall but it didn't come. All she heard was a thud of her door hitting something a little softer than a wall followed by a pained omph and some delightful stream of curses. She just knew it, her door had just slammed into Tyson The Drug Dealer's face. The day just gone from bad to-lets just say her life was getting a little too interesting for her taste. 
  Hey Andy? Tyson said, wincing at the sound of his nasal voice; he freakin sounded like a girl. Andy?- Look, I know you dont want to see me but i really need to use your bathroom right now-
 Fine just come in
 -Please Andy? Um Andy, come out and help me I'm feeling a little dizzy he admitted 
 Despite everything Andy had to smirk at that, the way Tyson had admitted that he needed help was so like a typical guy, he had sounded like he was admitting to a crime he hadn't committed. So here she was peaking out her door to see if he really was down and wounded. Oh-he was down and while she had been smirking at him, he had taken of his t-shirt and was holding it to his bloody nose, every now and then he would reach up and touch the growing purplish bruise on his forehead and then wince. Climbing down the fire escape seemed like an excellent idea now, she certainly didn't want an enraged drug lord in her home again especially after he had waved that huge gun around in her face. Buy lord did that guy have nice muscles...eww what was she thinking the guy was dangerous and that was reason enough but he was bleeding so maybe he would just use her restroom and leave. Right?