Post 6 | My Theme

This has been the hardest blog post that I have had to write. Trying to think of one theme for my life so far is crazy because I feel as though my life has been an uphill battle. It’s okay that it’s been a battle though because everything that I have learned is helping me on my way today.
If I had to choose one thing out of my life to be the theme...it would be that everything happens for a reason. There are things that happen in everyone's life that are meant to happen. We are sent down treacherous paths to learn and gain valuable knowledge from everything that happens to us. Sure, there are wonderful things that happen and there can be crappy things that happen. However, something I have learned is to accept them all as they come and take everything with a grain of salt.
I do not believe that gender helped shape my theme in anyway. I know that gender has probably influenced the way I approach and react to certain scenarios, but in terms of my theme, no. It does not matter what gender you are, everyone can believe that things happen for a reason.

Post 5 | Blue Globe

According to Google, Symbolism is “the use of symbols to represent ideas or qualities”. Symbolism is used in everyday life wherever we are. For example, I have a Golden Retriever named Sammy. I have a magnet on the back of my car of a Golden Retriever. If anyone that didn’t know me saw that they would infer that I either have or had a Golden Retriever. Symbolism is used everywhere to give fair assumption to things everywhere.
Something that I wear often is my work name badge. It does not say where I work or what I do but one can make an assumption of both of those things based on many external factors. There are commercials, movies, magazines, print, and so much more that give us the ability to make a logical inference on certain things in life. So when someone looks at my name badge and sees the blue striped globe. They can think back in their life to where they’ve seen that before and make a guess on where I work. I used to think of the blue globe of AT&T as “that stupid sign of AT&T”. Now that I work there I see it as a sign of annoyance, but overall good things.

Post 4 | Oh Narrator...what have you done.

I really enjoyed reading Weldon’s story. The story takes place in Sarajevo, Yugoslavia. This is the town where the Archduke Franz Ferdinand was assassinated, which is most commonly associated with the start of World War I. Sarajevo is known as a beautiful place that is “mountain-rimmed, “arched by many bridges,” (186). When the narrator and Peter visited however, it was rainy and dreary.

Sarajevo really gave the narrator and Peter a sense into what was actually happening with their relationship. It’s as if they brought rain and sadness to the usually happy city of Sarajevo. In the end, "Princip saw the archduke's car parked outside, and went for it. Second chances are rare in life, they must be responded to". The story ends with the narrator saying, "If he'd just hung on a bit, there in Sarajevo, that June day, he might have come to his sense. People do, sometimes quite quickly." Relating Princip to herself, as she came to her senses and ended her affair with her teacher.

Post 3 | Waking Up In...DC?

     “Ana wake up!” Sarah screamed with excitement, a shriek thrill in her voice. My eyes fluttered open, struggling to focus on my surroundings.
     “Where are we Sar...this doesn’t look like New Hampshire,” I said, slightly annoyed.
     "Well I may or may not have made a wrong turn and now we are…”
     “IS THAT THE WASHINGTON MONUMENT?” I screamed.
     “...in Washington DC,” she continued.
     When I fell asleep we were in North Carolina and somehow ended up in Washington, D.C. I knew there was a reason that I shouldn’t have let Sarah drive. She always ends up getting us in a mess.
     “Sarah we have a strict schedule how did we end up here?” I asked.
     “Well the GPS wasn’t exactly clear and I thought we could use a little sightseeing tour through the city!” she exclaimed.
     I rolled my eyes. Sarah and I have to be in New Hampshire by 6pm for our best friends wedding, it was 5am and we still had many hours to go.
     “This city is beautiful,” I said as we drove through the streets. As much as I was annoyed with my best friend I couldn’t help but be extremely thankful for her.