Novel Synthesis..♥

The connection that I found with the Novel "My Sister's Keeper" and the poem "Not Waving but Drowning" is that things are not always as they seem. In the poem "Not Waving but Drowning" it talks about how this guy was swimming and he was too far out, his heart ended up stopping and he passed on. He was waving his arms about, people thought he was waving but he was actually on the verge of death, drowning. In the novel "My Sister's Keeper" this girl named Anna is a genetic donor for her sister Kate. She had been since she was a little girl. Everyone assumes that Anna is happy with helping her sister, I mean she is saving her life. But really on the inside Anna is sick and tired of it. She is tired of only being paid attention to when her sister is in need. "I'm sick and tired but I'm not f*****g sick enough for this family" Things are not always as they seem and sometimes we have to pay extra attention, read between the lines and find out what is underneath in order to get what is really going on. In order to really understand the situation on a different level. Who knows it may save a life or two.

The Road Less Travelled..♥

Jobs are a big part of our lives these days, for some of us its what we live off of and for some of us its just something to do during the daytime. I think that you indeed have to be passionate about that profession that you choose. Your going to be the one who does it for however long you choose, but don't you want to do something that you love? Instead of something that is just getting you by.. a "Dead End Job". At least you know if you choose something that you love you will never be bored doing it, you wont have those days where you are trying to muscle up the strength to walk into your boss' office and quit. Being passionate about the job that you do will make your life that much more easier because you know that you wont be going home at the end of day complaining about how horrible work was, you know that during the day you wont be counting down the hours until you get off. You will be wanting overtime, not wanting to leave the office or wherever you work. With my life, I want to be an artist. I have wanted to be an artist since I was a little girl. Always drawing at home, doodling during the boring class lessons and having a blast in art class. Art is something that I am very passionate about, it is what I want to spend the rest of my life doing and I know that. How am I going to get there? I am going to do whatever and everything I can because it will be worth it to spend the rest of my life doing something that I am passionate about. And art is definitely something that I am passionate about. Do what you love and love what you do because in the end you want to look back on your life and say "I did what I loved, and it made me happy!" which is all that matters.

I once dreamed about...

Sleeping, I like. Its probably the only part of the day that you are actually told to go and do nothing, and have a good time at it to. "Have a good sleep...", wow, don't mind if I do, "Go to bed.." , Okay, is this really a punishment? The only thing that I think I dislike about sleeping is the dreams. Sure, there are some good dreams. Like winning the million dollar lottery, or getting prince charming. However, dreaming is not always so peachy. There are bad dreams as well as good ones. Sometimes the bad outdoes the good.
I once dreamed about, it even scares me to say it, but I had a dream about losing all the people I loved at the same time. They were actually on a plane on there way to see me, why? I couldn't tell you. My whole family from my loving parents, to favorite aunts and uncles, to my grandparents and my very best friends and cousins. Everything didn't make sense to me because it was a whole plane full of my family members, both dead and alive. Their faces were full of smiles and they were laughing like there was no tomorrow, which in this dream... there wasn't. I could see them perfectly, as if i was on the plane with them. They were all speaking of how proud they were of me and how they couldn't wait to see me graduate. Then it happened...
There was a beeping noise, the plane started shaking. Oxygen masks were falling left and right. "Passengers, please don't panic. Were just hitting a bit of a rough patch," even the captain didn't sound to sure of the situation. By this time I could swear that I was tossing and turning in my bed, whimpering like a scared puppy. The plane started going down, it wasn't like in the movies or in real life when it goes down fast and in a second its over. It was like a slow-motion plane crash. Like the person who controls dreams wanted me to see my family dying. The faces of my family went from being so happy and ecstatic to deathly scared and sad. All the girls crying, all the guys trying to be strong about it. I couldn't take it anymore, I just wanted to get up and make it all disappear, wake from this terrible nightmare. Just as the plane was taking its last breaths before explosion, my whole family said "We l♥ve you Savie, and we will miss you!!" They were saying it like they have been practicing, like this was a movie and my worst fear was the plot. They died. The funeral was huge and hard to go through. Burying all the people I loved at one time was harsh, and I hope that I reality I never have to do it.
Finally, I woke up. Eyes full of tears, heart full of sorrow. Thanking god, (and I'm not even the christian type) that it was all a dream. Thanking him for sparing my family's life. That day I woke up I literally held each member of my family for ten minutes each. Dreams will come and go, but family is forever and I'm thankful that this nightmarish dream, in the end, brought me closer to my family. Officially the worst dream ever. I go to sleep every night, praying that it won't occur again.

Rosemary Ignace Review...♥

Now, you may say to yourself "I have no idea who Rosemary Ignace is" that's because she is my grandmother. I swear if you knew her, you would want to be her granddaughter. She was the most influential person in my life. She has passed on recently in 2006, but she still lives on. She was one of those people who didn't like negativity, every time my siblings and I would fight she would break us up and tell us "Don't fight with your sister/brother, they are all you have", she didn't like us fighting at anytime for any reason. My grandmother was someone who always stood firm by the definition of good, in public and in her private life. Whenever I seen her there was a smile on her face, except for when she didn't win bingo of course. She had a free spirit and was very funny. This one time we were driving back to her house and there was this biker on the side of the road biking. She pulled in closer to him (I thought she was going to run him over) and rolled down my sister and I's window and said "Slap him in the butt".. it made me laugh. She always knew how to make us laugh =). Life was never boring with her in it. You would do stuff from sleeping outside in the summer, to hot chocolate and card games in the winter to playing dress up in her heels and clothes on a rainy day. She would always let me and my sister fix her hair with clips when we were younger, no matter how funny she thought we made her look. She was very passionate about making fry bread, she made the best fry bread that I have ever tasted. And she made it a lot, which I loved. I think she was one of those people that if you met her, and you were one of those people who hit rock bottom, you definitely would change your ways. She loved helping, and making people feel better about themselves. I know when I was down she never had trouble with making me feel better. My grandma played a very big part in who I am as a person today. She was indeed a good person, a great role model, an awesome friend and an amazing grandmother and if you met her just once you would know that.. cause with her that's all it would take.

My Sister's Keeper...♥... Jodi Picoult

The world was very lucky on May, 19th/ 1966, that was the very day that god gave us Jodi Picoult. She is the proud author of fifteen bestselling novels. She was born and raised in Nesconset. Jodi wrote her first story at the age of five years old, it was titled “The Lobster Which Misunderstood”. She has been a professional writer from 1992 to present. Jodi Picoult studied creative writing with Mary Morris at Princeton, and had two short stories published in Seventeen magazine while she was still a student. Jodi is a very heart felt writer, she has won many awards for her writing skills. Some of these awards included The New England Bookseller Award for fiction, The Alex Award (from the Young Adult Library Services Association), The Book Browse Diamond Award for book of the year and many more. (more to come)
Jodi is happily married and has three beautiful children. Her husbands name is Tim Van Leer, they met in while attending the same college. “My husband is fully responsible for making my life run smoothly,” says Picoult. To this day her and her loving family live in Hanover, New Hampshire.
“The best part of my job is my fans,” she claims this because she loves waking up everyday to find emails from her fans saying how fantastic she is. Who wouldn’t? She says that the worst part of her job is “The Actual world of Publsihing”. On that note Jodi talks about how mergers between companies, tightfisted marketing departments, and a bizarre fascination with Hollywood makes the publishing world a very difficult place to forge a career. Everybody has someone who has influenced their life by a great deal, and for Jodi that is her mom and Mary Morris. “My mom, who always said “You can,” and who believed in me. And Mary Morris, who made me a better technical writer and taught me to challenge myself.”
Jodi Picoult is a very talented writer, she makes you feel what the character is feeling. I have only started reading My Sister’s Keeper and I am loving it. I would love to be just half the writer that she is, she truly is an amazing author.


“It's hard to exaggerate how well Picoult writes.”
— Financial Times



http://www.jodipicoult.com/ is the website that I found most useful to me.

My Synthesis...♥

Life is full of violence, indifferences and inhumanities, there is nothing we can do about it but do our best to live life as planned. Violence is something that is commited everyday, some people are very aware of their actions and some are so totally unaware to the point where they do not know as to why they are doing it. The short stories "The Lottery" and "The Perils of Indifference" both demonstrate that terrible violence and inhumanity can be demonstrated by the most "ordinary" citizens. I know that when there is a fight or brawl going on in our everyday life that people don’t intervene when they should. They find it entertaining and don’t feel the need to interrupt the acts of violence. Or just because no one else is breaking it up they feel that they shouldn’t. That has been going on for centuries, going all the way back to the very first wars. People were killing other people, not because they wanted to but because they were told to. They were told to go fight for their country, probably without even knowing the reasons they were fighting for. "Ordinary" people were drafted into the war and were told that, "These are the people we want you to kill," and with out knowing what was going on, we did it.
In "The Lottery" everyone in the village is gathered at the same spot to take part in the activity, known as the lottery. Now I know what your thinking, "It’s a lottery, someone is going to win" which is true, but what these people won wasn’t money or a reward. They won "Death", people would grab stones and gather around the winner and throw them at him/her (in this story’s case it was, Mrs. Hutchinson) until they died. Even the person's closest friends and family would throw stones. Mrs. Hutchinson had her family members, her own kids, throw stones at her to kill her. While they were throwing them at her, she was screaming "It isn’t fair, It isn’t right", which I think is true. People were participating in this act, this violent act which was so terribly wrong but they did it because other people were doing it and it’s been going on for years and years, it was somewhat of a tradition. (A very sick one indeed.)
"The Perils of Indifference" is a speech given by a guy named Elie Wiesel, he talks about all the indifferences in the world. "Of course, indifference can be tempting, more than that -- seductive" he had a point, we dont know why we are doing it or how, so it keeps happening. "Indifference is not a beginning, it is an end"
Terrible violence and inhumanity can be demonstrated by the most "ordinary" humans, i think that is only because we dont know about it. We take orders without asking. I can assure you that in the past if we knew about half the stuff that we were doing, it wouldnt have happened. Surely someone would have put a stop to it, if i was around i know that i would.

My Top 3...♥

Choosing a top 3 of anything can be hard, there are so many things that people like or love out there that narrowing it down to a top 3 is difficult. I guess I would have to choose My top 3 sports because they are what I enjoy doing the most.
I am ranking these by how much I enjoy playing them. It goes from the sport that I have quite a lot of fun playing, to a sport that I reallllyyyy enjoy playing, to a sport that I wish was an all year round sport so that I could play it more. From fun to absolutely amazingly fun if you will.
My #3 would have to be Ball Hockey. Now I know its not really a major sport like Ice hockey or anything but i really enjoy playing it. I like the competitiveness it has, its not too much, but then again its not to little as well. I think a sport without competitiveness is just boring. Ball Hockey is really fun and playing it keeps you active. I enjoy doing a lot of sports but Ball hockey would have to be my number three.
My #2 Sport would have to be Basketball. There's a sport for ya. The team spirit and unity is just amazing, everybody shows there love for the game when they are on the court and off the court. You make friends with people you never thought you would be friends with, that's what basketball does, brings people together. Everybody who has love for the game would understand. Basketball is an exciting and fun game, all the running keeps you healthy and all the team spirit keeps you upbeat and feeling great.
My #1 Sport that i enjoy doing is Baseball, again there is a sport with an overwhelming amount of team spirit and team unity. Being on a baseball team has certainly changed my life. You learn to work with people, because you cannot do any of it on your own. In basketball you have the opportunity to be a ball hog, but in baseball you need all 9 people on the field to work together. You learn all about the other people, you learn about there strengths and weaknesses and you know how to work with them. They learn how to work with you as well. Playing baseball gives you somewhere else to be, its a place where all your problems go away and where you can clear your head and concentrate on nothing else but the ball and bat. And it feels great.
I feel that sports are amazing, they bring people together in a good way. And I think that you can learn a lot from sports because they have truly played a big part in who I am today and how I act. And I thank them...☻