For this blog post I read “Hills Like White Elephants” By Ernest Hemmingway. This story is about a relationship between a man, and woman; and how the woman is learning that the relationship is not what it should be. I will use this to connect to my own life and once again give insight to myself.
I believe that the woman did end up staying in the relationship even if she shouldn’t have. I believe this for multiple reasons. The main one being that she did not seem to want to immediately leave, and never really mentioned the idea of leaving him. She also seemed docile, and complacent with the relationship with the man, almost like he had his thumb on her and would not let her leave. But one of the biggest indicators that the woman had not actually left the relationship is that she talked about owning the world, and going to explore it; yet when she had the chance to run away from him, and not have to deal with the relationship she sat there waiting for him to come back. I have never dated anyone so I’ve never left a romantic relationship yet the closest I can come is a childhood friendship I had. I remember it well, and at no specific time did I really break away from it but more of a gradual release, and when I realized it was too late. I however do recall the night that it began to slip up. I had been asked to go to a party with my friend Ed, and I had begrudgingly agreed to go even though I hated parties. I walked into the room and was punched in the face by the stench of weed. This unsettled me already, I hated having this reeking odor infest my nostrils against my will; yet I still pushed forward. This is when I got into the main room of the party which was full of people screaming, and dancing like animals wild in a zoo. The smell of weed only grew stronger, as I accessed the scene and saw spill cups of various types of alcohol, people downing whatever they had in their hands, and a general rowdiness of everything. I then spoke to Ed and said “You know this party seems like a bit much for me, can you just drive me home?” He responded “No I brought you all the way here you’re going to stay” I then protested “I have a horrible headache, please just take me home.” This is the exact moment I realized that if this is what he was going to do I must leave this friendship, and before he had time to respond I walked out the door and went home by myself, and he never followed. At that point I felt I was the only one in the world, that the darkness of the night was enveloping me in its cold embrace welcoming to what at the time I could only describe as death; until I finally reached the sanctuary of my home and passed out protected from the cruel darkness of the outside world.
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Katina Galante
2/17/2018 10:26:32 am
It's interesting to read your response to the first question because I got the opposite idea when I read the story. I felt that she left him at the end. However I do agree with part of your response because of when she talked about them owning the world together. Great blog post!!
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Sabatino
2/20/2018 08:35:13 am
Your argumentative response provides a clear position and support for your claim. I like how you and Katina arrived at different interpretations of the text.
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Majd
2/20/2018 06:33:36 pm
Hey Daniel, you argument for Jig's decision was great, it gives a clear support why you see it that way. and as a person who loves disagreeing with people I thought it was awesome that you just disagreed with pretty much everyone in the class 😂😂😂
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Shawn
2/21/2018 07:03:17 pm
Your own story I could imagine everything while reading through. You should be a writer, your very good at it!
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Isabella Fries
4/3/2018 05:31:44 am
I’m really interested in you take on if she stayed or left. The points you bring up make me want to re evaluate my opinions.
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AuthorI am a student at Delaware County Community College. This blog servers multiple purposes, the foremost being that it is to showcase many of my English Composition 1 assignments. However, it also serves to give a look into my writing processes, my personal life, and my own opinions. It is also an amazing showcase of how i have grown over the year, and how my English Composition course has influenced me within just a few short months. Archives
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