“He unbuttoned my white shirt and told me I was getting breasts.”(Ch 3 pg. 65) When this passage came up about Mary getting sexually taken advantage of by this boy, I was shocked and completely taken off guard. It makes you think, do things like this happen a lot to little kids this age. When you think of that age (7) you think of playing out side with your friends and have a good innocent time. This passage is one that kept me reading for while because I wanted to see what would happen next. This book is not as predictable as I thought it was going to be. The weird thing about this event that happen is that Mary didn’t seem effected by it that much at all. She bottled it up and acted like nothing happened at all, because she knew that if she had told some one what would happen if she did. She figured that more bad would come out of it if she told people about it. I wish she would have it would have made the story that much more interesting.
Looking up at the large sequoia trees in Yosemite National Park took my breath away and made me realize that there is so much more to the world that I haven’t yet seen. I can still picture the dark redness of the bark and the burnt black bark of some trees that survived wildfires. The smell was fresh and inviting, it didn’t even feel real, it felt as though I was on a different planet. I remember feeling so shitty on the way up because the windy roads made me get car sick, but as soon I started to walk around I instantly felt better. The image of the beautiful Yosemite National Park will forever be a very vivid picture in my head and I will remember it forever.
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Seeing such large and massive trees took my breath away. To give you idea of how big these trees are, we drove our care through one that had a big hole in it. There were trees that had fallen over and you could see the roots, the base of these roots as a whole were as large as a side of a house. It looked like a large tangle mess of gigantic wires. The largest tree (General Sherman) had a circumference of 102.6 ft. The pine cones that fell of the Sequoias were not pine cones you see around here, these things were as big as your head if not bigger and to know they produced this little plant to witch interned into a giant massive sequoia was amazing to me. The image of these giant Sequoias will forever be branded in my head.
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This took me by surprise too. I was worried this would occur since many memoirs have events of abuse. It did bother me that she didn't react much. But, I guess at seven you wouldn't even really know what was taking place. I was upset a lot about why she chose not to tell her family. "I knew what I would be if I told(68)." It's sad because she doesn't go to anyone about it for fear of them turning it around on her somehow. That part was disturbing to me for sure. I absolutely love your memory. I think you did an awesome job as describing the scenery and how you felt. It made me feel happier. Ha. :)
ReplyDeleteThe central image of Todd's memory is the trees for me, nature as a whole. IMAGERY. He did a great job. Much better than I did. Ha.
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