Wednesday, October 17, 2007
First Half of My Week
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Last Post of the Week
Excitement and Relaxation of Fall Break
Cedar Point
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Home home home
Home is where the heart is…
I haven’t been so excited in a long time. I got home this morning at like 9:45. My parents sat down with me, and we ate breakfast. Then, my dad went out to do yardwork, and my mom and I sat and chatted for a while. Even though she came down this past Tuesday, I already missed her by like Thursday. The first few weeks of school, I only talked to her like once or twice a week. Now, I talk to her at least once a day! But back to the day… After we all got ready, we went out to Valpo, just off of Division and started house shopping. I guess they have been going these past few weekends and just didn’t tell me. We went up to this subdivision called Tuscany. There were some gorgeous homes on not so gorgeous lots. I was so excited about this one house. It was amazing. For some odd reason, I discovered that I love rounded corners…I don’t know who came up with the idea, but it’s a great one. It makes the inside look much more finished and professional. I love looking at designs and architecture. So really, I wonder why I’m an engineer…
Honor the true person, not who you want them to be
By idolizing those whom we honor, we do a disservice both to them and to ourselves....We fail to recognize that we could go and do likewise.
--Charles V. Willie
Growing up, whenever I started a new relationship, my mom would always ask me if there was anything I would change about the guy. Of course my answer was always yes…sorry guys, but you’re not perfect, no one is. She would reply by saying that I should break up with him because I shouldn’t have to change someone to like them. Comparing this to the above epigraph, I see many similarities. We, as American citizens have heard many wonderful stories about Helen Keller and the wonderful things she has done. The only reason we believe she is so great is because history books and their writers have chosen to change her background to make her more perfect. Since they aren’t in a “relationship” with her, they feel that they can make any “adjustments” needed to give her the façade of perfection. By doing this, people see her as this angelic figure only doing great things for the nation. We look up to her greatness and feel that we could never measure up. Historians have done the same thing with Woodrow Wilson. They make him look like this great guy, when in reality, he was racist and only did good things by accident.
This epigraph completely summarizes what Loewen was trying to say. Everything that historians have made us believe about these great people forces into our minds the fact that we can never be as great as them. In all truths, we can do better than these “heroes.” Keller and Wilson probably weren’t passionate about as many things as people today that go unnoticed by society. By putting them in the limelight, others feel discouraged as if their cause isn’t good enough.
I agree wholeheartedly with the epigraph and Loewen’s arguments. I too believe that when we idolize someone, we take them out of reality and make them take the characteristics of perfection. This completely defeats the purpose of having someone be your “hero” because you should think of them as being heroic for who they really are, not who you want to make them.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
A Few More Peaceful Hours
After turning in CHIPS
Relaxing
Not thinking about homework
Sitting by the engineering fountain
Calmed by the sunlight and cool breeze
Taking time to be myself
Silent, pensive
Watching people
Walking by with mad looks on their faces
Smiling at them
Trying to make their day a little brighter
Watching squirrels
Fighting over food
Which is plentiful in their environment
Wishing my peaceful few hours would never end
Waiting to hustle to my next class
And spend the next 3 hours inside
Until I can be out in the elements again
Until the next round of homework starts
And my mind becomes stressed
And the world doesn't seem as bright
Until I get a few more peaceful hours
