Tuesday, May 24, 2011

The Outsiders Coming of Age Reading Response


As a teenager, it’s easy to let thoughts of being invincible take over your life. You begin to feel as if nothing can harm you physically or mentally. But if an enormous, life-changing experience occurs, children and teenagers are forced out of ignorant and naïve mind sets, swiftly thrown into reality. In the story The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton, the main character Ponyboy faces a perilous situation and from it he learns to be more aware of the world; he becomes more mature about the way he handles situations and his life in general.
            As you grow up, it’s natural to act differently than you used to. Some may find themselves speaking with correct grammar or sitting up tall in a chair. Either way, as an adult, usually you have a new and changed attitude towards life. After his incident in which he saves lives and loses some, Ponyboy is a different person. For example, one night, Two-Bit–a friend of Ponyboy’s– takes him out for a soda when a gang of Socs strolls in. Instead of avoiding the trouble like he would have a few weeks ago, Ponyboy speaks straight up to the group standing in front of him. He says, “ ‘You get back in that car or you’ll get split.’ ” (171). For the first time, Ponyboy stood up for himself and his “family” of greasers. This is something he could not have done if he hadn’t been changed by his experience.
            When you’ve really gotten older, things can suddenly change and the world around you may look unlike it did before. You should begin to learn more about the world, sometimes a little more than you’re ready for. Ponyboy learned these things fast, too fast. After his new best friend Johnny passes away, realizations of our vicious and unrewarding world hit him hard. This new weight causes Ponyboy to become extremely depressed to the point where he can’t eat or sleep and even the one thing he’s known best for in his group of greasers–excellent grades–have been slipping. It seems everything that has happened was too overwhelming and he couldn’t seem to cope. Obviously the past event and new, brutal knowledge has greatly affected him.
            Although these recent complications in Ponyboy’s life have changed him in some awful ways, he also has opened his eyes and tried to put himself in others’ shoes, especially his brother Darry. With Darry, Ponyboy has never had the same connection he does with the other greasers. I can feel the tension when they speak to each other not to mention the constant conflict. But after his life changing adventure, Ponyboy looked at his situation differently. He realized that Darry has put so much into keeping his already dysfunctional family together. He’s sacrificed college and sports and gave it his all to ensure that nothing falls apart. In the text, Ponyboy slowly ponders this new revelation. “Darry looked real worried. I suddenly realized …  he had given up a lot for Soda and me.” (176). At this moment, Ponyboy has officially made the transition into basic adulthood; he has thought about someone other than himself.
            So I suppose I’m not quite there yet. I haven’t experienced something that could potentially change my entire world and life. Although I don’t mean to, I often put myself before others but for now, I think that’s all right. Ponyboy was forced into his changes and realizations. I’d rather ease into it slowly so I don’t face some of the terrible side affects Ponyboy did. Either way, as you grow older, yes, the world seems different. But, you can’t let setbacks stop you or harm you, not if you’re strong.
           

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Writing Prompt 6- Rebellion

so it’s that time again
I don't know what overtakes me
but,

 the weak can't resist.


it makes a sloppy decision
one we always come to regret
it's not all my fault okay?

what am I doing?

before we all know it,
the world is spinning 
and we look at each other like
we know it's wrong
for some reason it never stops us.
maybe it's that rush or that being stupid
is the same as being young 

in a perfect world
we do what we want and 
can't get hurt
can't get caught 
can't think
and you're back in the morning 
fine.

okay.
until someone whispers
"again"



Sunday, May 15, 2011

Coming of Age Prompt 14

What are some questions and concerns you have about growing up and adulthood?

As an adult, am I going to be expected to do everything right?
I know as a teenager, I've been told this is my time to make mistakes and learn from them. I've been told it's better to make them now when they don't really mean anything. Well I'm worried that I'll make huge mistakes in the future; I know myself and it sounds like something I would do. Will I be frowned upon because I've made a mistake as an adult? Are people going to expect me to be perfect?

Will the choices I make now affect my life in the future?
Also, as a teenager, I am frequently spoken to about the future. Maybe, where I'll go to college, the major financial debt I'll be in after college, or how exactly I'm going to choose the right career. Honestly, I would rather not think about the complications and unfortunate situations that are going to come along as an adult. But it seems I have no choice because I'm told that what I choose now – my high school, my extra curricular activities, even the social class I associate myself with – will lead to what my life will look like later. That seems like a lot of pressure; too much actually.

Some other questions I have are:

  • Is choosing a career supposed to be easy? I mean, are you supposed to know in your heart you're going to be a singer or a lawyer? Are you supposed to have some sort of a connection to a specific job?
  • How will more freedom over the years affect my mind and life? Will I make better choices with more freedom? If I'm giving more freedom now, will I make wiser choices in the future?

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Coming of Age Responses


Childhood- My Gmail Account

Starting when I was 7 years old, I desperately wanted to be a grown up. I felt like one, I basically acted like one­ – very mature is what my parents called it. But it wasn’t enough for me. It annoyed me that people didn’t look at me the way I wanted them too. I didn’t get the privileges and things my older friends did, I couldn’t go out by myself. I was a child I had just started hating it.
So, when I convinced my parents to let me create a Gmail account the summer before 3rd grade, I was ecstatic. This was a big step for me; I was given the permission to chat and send emails to my friends and family, whoever. I could customize my account and truly make it mine.  And for a second, I felt like an adult; I stood a little bit taller.  Although I knew no one would see me differently because of it, I saw myself differently. I now had proof that I was older at heart.
            Now I know this must sound like this is a coming of age moment – I realized something and I changed in some way. Though this moment –Gmail– really represented and defined most of my childhood. See, I never really thought of myself as “little” and when these opportunities for me to get a hold of proof came along, I gladly took them; in this case, my email account.
But even though I honestly believed I was growing up at 7 years old, obviously, I wasn’t. I wish I had known that because for a long time, the back of my mind was filled with thoughts of waiting and wanting to become older and wiser and cooler than I was at that moment. So when I discovered Gmail, it made me feel all of those things and I loved it.  I know it’s ridiculous to think that a website could affect me so greatly but it did and that’s why it’s the best artifact I could think of to symbolize one of the most important parts of my childhood.






Coming of Age- my iPod

I’ve never felt like I’ve needed to escape
That is until now
I’ve never needed so much to forget
Some unfortunate incidents
Even only for a few beautiful minutes
If that’s what being older brings
I regret wanting it so deeply
I did, didn’t I?
I wanted it more than anything.
Now I’m there
And the freedom’s great
I can do anything and I love it

But there are complications,
Always complications.
A feeling I can’t seem to shake

So,
I blast my iPod until I can’t hear
Anything
Until my senses are numb
and the song is my soundtrack and
I pretend for a while
that everything about the world
is perfect.
I turn the volume up because I now know
That it isn’t.
That’s really
Growing
up