In today’s blog I will be explaining how my narrative that we are working on in class allows me to travel into my mind and my emotions. Explain how narrative_project reaches the high stakes of meaningful storytelling and explain what shapes our sense of identity. I will be using these videos to talk about these things. Wizard of Oz: If I Only Had The Brain, Heart, Nerve, Wizard of Oz: Meeting the Wizard, Wizard of Oz: Meeting the Wizard.
To start this blog post, my narrative allows me to travel into my brain (mind) by letting me see a different view on things. Back then I didn’t learn a lesson from my loss I just felt the emotions and just let them go through me without stopping and thinking. Now that I look back on things there was a lesson to be learned and it wasn’t as sad as I took it back then because we were not expected to make the playoffs, but we did and put up a fight. Next, the narrative allowed me to travel into my heart (emotions) then by letting me feel all the suspense before a big playoff game and all the feelings that make me love sports. Now I cherish the moment because at least I got to experience a playoff fame because a lot of people don’t get to experience that. Especially not being the quarterback and throwing three touchdowns and running one in their first playoff game. The mixed emotions were what makes this memory stay in my head and makes me love sports forever. The narrative also meets the nerve (high stakes) because I take the readers into my mind and let them experience numerous emotions in one day with me. I also allow them to know that I shed some tears and that lets the audience understand how important the game was to me. My narrative allows me to re-examine the power of (agency) I have in examining my life story because if I do not explain something or describe something good enough then a reader could get lost. I also can decide what I want to share and what I don’t which can either help the story or take away from it. There are many small decisions that I can make or not make to determine if the narrative is good and properly written. What shapes our sense of identity: Life events or the stories we tell ourselves about life events. The story we tell about ourselves shapes our identity because we tell the story how we want to tell it or how we experienced it. Someone could experience the same thing as someone but interpret it a completely different way. Also, our identity could be shaped by other people. For example, in high school people come up with lies and rumors that can shape a whole different identity for someone then what it really is, and we can't do anything about that. Once words are out in the air people can't take them back.
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In this blog, I will be using a memory from high school football to compose an emotional scene with dialog and symbolism. My scene compares to Hills Like White Elephants because I use a word throughout the scene for symbolism. If you want to see some quick highlights from the game I talk about Click this link.
It was a cold and windy night, a special night. It was the first time my high school football team has ever made the state playoffs. The bus ride up and during pregame you could tell that there was a lot of different feelings and emotions going through everyone. Players, coaches, parents, students and teachers at the school all seemed excited but nervous. The team at the time had about 20 seniors on the roster meaning this could be some players last time ever suiting up in a football uniform for the rest of their life. You would probably think that everything on the line in this game and me being the starting quarterback and cornerback that I would somewhat be nervous, but the funny thing is I wasn’t at all. In my mind I did what I had to do already. When I first got to high school as a freshman the team went 0-9 and wasn’t even close to a win. Then I became the starting quarterback my sophomore year and we got a new coach. The first thing he told me was that by time I'm a senior that we will change this program all the way around. From there I was determined to make that happen, I wanted to be remembered. Now back to the game. First down on the first play of the game coach wanted me to hit our best receiver on a deep pass right away. So, we did and scored our first touchdown of the day. The game stayed close but by halftime we were down a touchdown. We went into the locker room and you could feel the frustration and see in some of the senior's eyes that they wanted it most. There were players screaming at each other, some players were off to the side quiet, and some looked like there dog died but the coaches came in and controlled the situation. They came in and told us what we needed to do to win. Then our head coach came in with a speech to hype us up. To paint a picture of his speech you could pretty much just think about any speech you seen off any football movie except this wasn’t a movie, there wasn’t a happy ending. We went back onto the field and fought and stayed close to the end just to lose 35-28. The game was over, and players automatically started crying, a lot of them were seniors. My emotions didn’t hit me until Everyone was on the field, parents, friends, a girlfriend at the time. Then I couldn’t hold it, now I'm crying as if my dog died too. My coach came and hugged me and told me “don't be sad we did what we talked about and changed the program around, the kids under you see what it's like to get here and we will be back”. A year later they were back, and it was my high schools second time ever in the state playoffs. In this blog, I will be talking about the time when I went to purchase my first car by myself and showing the different emotions I went through in the process. My past scene compares to My Name Is Margaret by Maya Angelou because our emotions change a good amount of times in our past experiences and sometimes, we both have more than one emotion showing at the same time.
It was an extremely hot day and I was on my way to make one of the biggest decisions I ever made. I was excited, scared, and nervous all at the same time with an hour in a half ride with a friend and my brother ahead of me. I was the one driving and it felt like the closer I got to the dealership to decide on purchasing a 2006 Ford Mustang the more I regretted the whole idea. The whole ride we basically planned our whole negotiating tactics and talked about what I was going to look at and analyze on the car to make sure it was good and didn’t need anything important fixed. The price made me think that something would be wrong with the car because it seemed too good to be true, but we hoped for the best. We finally pulled up to the dealership in New Jersey, which looked nice and had a lot of good cars with good high prices on them which made me a little suspicious why the price of the car I wanted to purchase was lower than the rest of the cars. The dealer seen us as soon as we pulled up and already knew which car I was there to look at without me saying my name or anything. I just thought maybe I was the only person who they had on schedule to come look at a car on this specific day. I don’t think nobody would have wanted to be standing outside in 98-degree weather. After we went inside in the central air and walked around for a little and talked, he then took us to the car. When I first seen it, I thought it was beautiful. It was black and shiny and looked just how it looked in the pictures. He turns the car on, and the engine sounded like music to my ears. Everything was good from the outside view. Now it's time to look under the car and under the hood. Everything looked good there too, so it seemed like everything was a go. I thought to myself that I might as well still ask for the price to go down even lower than what it was already at and mind you it was already at a good price. The number I gave him was kind of radicicolous to ask because the price already came down tremendously on the website, but he called his boss and said it’s a deal and I was surprised but exited. I Took the deal immediately and paid in cash and took the car with me. This was the first car that I went with no parent and paid for myself and little did I know that I was supposed to get the title of the car from them on that day. So, I called them a few days later and I got no answer. Turns out they went bankrupt 3 days after I bought the car and I didn’t have the title so I was scared and angry, I didn’t know what would happen. An agency contacted me, and they knew what had happened and they told me everything would be fine and that they are working on getting titles for multiple people. I’m happy that they got in contact with me and solved the problem so fast Today I am extremely happy with the car and have the title. |
Javon Lindsey-TerrellHello, I am a student at Delaware County Community College in English 100 learning how to correctly write and analyze my own work to make sure it reaches certain criteria. Archives
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