Hoy es Jueves 12 de Mayo, de 2011. Yo soy SS y estoy aqui con GG. Quisiera hacerte algunas preguntas.
SS Family Interview by ssenior
Hoy es Jueves 12 de Mayo, de 2011. Yo soy SS y estoy aqui con GG. Quisiera hacerte algunas preguntas.
During slavery time and even before there was an enormous amount of people who were treated cruel and unfairly. Not only were the slaves unsatisfied with undeserved treatment but also immigrants who, around this time, were working in extremely poor conditions. Although very upset and displeased with these unjust actions these people didn’t tolerate it for long. Sojourner Truth, a woman who escaped from her master was one of many who fought back. After her getaway, she encountered new masters who were willing to help her gain freedom from slavery. During her time with the Van Wagenens, Isabella (Sojourner Truth) had a life-changing religious experience — becoming “overwhelmed with the greatness of the Divine presence” and inspired to preach. She quickly became known as a remarkable preacher whose influence “was miraculous.” She spoke about anti-slavery and women’s rights, often giving personal testimony about her experiences as a slave.
After she was freed in 1854, at the Ohio Woman’s Rights Convention in Akron, Ohio, she gave her most famous speech — with the legendary phrase, “Aint I A Woman?” She used this speech not only as a way to bring women together but to lift them up. She is saying that we as African-American women can do just as much as a man and deserves as much as a white woman. She preaches to the woman all over the world but she does it through her own life experience.
That man over there says that women need to be helped into carriages, and lifted over ditches, and to have the best place everywhere. Nobody ever helps me into carriages, or over mud puddles, or gives me any best place, and ain’t I a woman? … I have plowed, and planted, and gathered into barns, and no man could head me — and ain’t I a woman? I could work as much and eat as much as a man (when I could get it), and bear the lash as well — and ain’t I a woman? I have borne thirteen children and seen most all sold off to slavery and when I cried out with my mother’s grief, none but Jesus heard me — and ain’t I woman?
Truth utilizes repetition throughout this piece to emphasize inequality. She also poses a rhetorical question after each explained situation informing people that this is something that is obviously not right and that there should be something done about it.
During the same time though in a much higher class, Charolotte Perkins- Gilman was also a woman who made use of language as a way to reach out to people for change. Gillman, a young wife ill with neurasthenia, wrote a book entitled The Yellow Wallpaper. This short story was originally a diary that her husband forbid her to have. In addition to the exhausting secret, Gilman is stuck in a room filled with gruesome yellow wallpaper of which she hates. In this story she documents her days going through her disease with the simple treatment of the “rest cure” during the late 1800s. The rest cure was the treatment that was given to Gilman by both her Doctor and husband. This consisted of staying in bed and eliminating all work from her schedule, which added to her illness.
John laughs at me, of course, but one expects that in marriage…
John is a physician, and — perhaps (I would not say it to a living soul, of course, but this is dead paper and a great relief to my mind) perhaps that is one reason I do not get well faster.
You see he does not believe I am sick! And what can one do?
If a physician of high standing, and one’s own husband, assures friends and relatives that there is really nothing the matter with one but temporary nervous depression — a slight hysterical tendency — what is one to do?…
So I take phosphates or phospites — whichever it is, and tonics, and journeys, and air, and exercise, and am absolutely forbidden to “work” until I am well again.
Personally, I disagree with their ideas…But what is one to do?
I did write for a while in spite of them; but it does exhaust me a good deal
– having to be so sly about it, or else meet with heavy opposition.
Gilman simply writes down her thoughts and/or feelings in her diary as they enter her mind. She uses the rhetorical device asyndeton to show how rapid these thoughts are forming in her head because of the disease. I believe this was a cry out for attention not for herself but for others in the same predicament as her. In a letter informing people why she wrote the book she said, “I wrote The Yellow Paper, with its establishments and additions to carry out the ideal and sent a copy to the physician who so nearly drove me mad.”
Both Sojourner Truth and Charolette Perkins- Gilman used different forms of language as a way to organize for change. Would you agree that both forms were affective to organize for progress?
Throughout my English course so far I have been studying and analyzing Rights, whether it be constitutional, human, or in general, through historical yet objectionable events. A specific interest to me from this theme was the “powerful villains”, which were men who gained power through execution, theft, and lies. Christopher Columbus was one of these powerful villains, he is the man that is honored to have found the Americas but he is also the man who captured and enslaved Native Americans in the late 1400s. This specific theme interested me because I wanted to learn more about how the lack of empathy with self-selection influences people to attempt power grabs. Why wasn’t empathy an option for Columbus during his attack on the Native Americans? Empathy wasn’t an option for Columbus because he didn’t want an emotional connection between himself and the Native Americans.
Columbus didn’t want to identify that he and the Natives were alike. Throughout the readings of his journals, I recognized that Columbus usually referred to the Natives as “animals and property”. In my opinion this was a way to disconnect from the Natives rather than comprehend that they were the same in that they’re both human. This was significant during his attacks because he needed to detach himself from them in order to accomplish his goal, which was to steal gold from their land.
This piece is an excerpt from a skit entitled, “La Reunión Terrible” that I created to present to peers, teachers, and guests as a final project to end the second term. I wanted to include this piece in particular because it was something that I worked on independently and was pleased to see how much my audience relished the presentation. While working on this piece I realized a great deal— that for me writing a skit/play is a lot easier than performing it.
Escena 2 -
Shay: Carlos, muchas gracias por ayudarme con los planes de viajes de estudio!
Carlos: Es tu muy bienvenida, fue muy divertido, me alegro de pudieron terminarlo.
Gerardo: ¿Ha completado sus planes de clases para la próxima semana?
Carlos: No, mi hermana María ha estado enfermo por un par de días y yo estaba cuidando de ella mientras mis padres iban a trabajar.
Sofía: ¡Oh, no! Lamento lo de tu hermana, espero que se sienta mejor. Estoy feliz de ayudarle con todo lo que necesita.
Carlos: Muchas gracias!
(Camarera llega con los alimentos y bebidas)
Cecilia: Aquí tienes, pasole Roja para la chica y el tofu para usted señor.
Sofía: No, me ordenó pasole verde.
Carlos: La señorita, yo ordenó la sopa vegetariana y no una la ensalada.
Cecilia: ¡Oh mi mal déjame arreglar eso para usted.
(La camarera se ríe y es no grave, ella toma los platos y se llegan. Carlos y Sofía tiene una mirada confusa en sus caras.
Carlos: Entonces, ¿cuántos estudiantes se unirán a ti en los viajes de campo?
Sofía: Puesto que hay 30 estudiantes total en mi clase todo. 15 de los estudiantes que se comportan que la semana será participarán.
Carlos: Esa suena como razonable.
Cecilia: Aquí tienes…Whoa!!
(Camarera de derrames comida todo Carlos y de salpicaduras un poco en Sofía.)
Sofía: Oh, cuan terrible!
(Carlos sale enojado para limpiar su camisa en el baño)
Cecilia: El pobre viejo, debo llevar unas servilletas?
(Camarera no muestra compasión por los clientes)
Sofía: Sí por favor, y también el cheque.
(Sofía no es feliz … Carlos vuelve a la mesa)
Sofía: ¿Qué tal si sólo tiene que ir a otro restaurante?
Carlos: Sí. Estoy de acuerdo, lo que una camarera terrible! Ella no va a conseguir una propina.
(Carlos y Sofía comienzan a empacar y recibe sus abrigos para salir …)
Sofia: Carlos, thank you so much for helping me with planning the schedule for the weekly field trips!
Carlos: You are very welcome it was fun, I am glad you were able to finish it.
Sofia: Have you completed your lesson plans for next week?
Carlos: No, not yet my sister Maria has been sick for a couple of days and I was taking care of her while my parents went to work.
Sofia: Oh no! I am sorry to hear about your sister I hope that she feels better. I am happy to help you with whatever you need.
Carlos: Thank you so much!
(Waitress arrives with food and drinks)
Cecilia: Here you go, Red pasole for you miss and tofu salad for you sir.
Sofia: No, I ordered green pasole.
Carlos: Miss, I asked for the vegetarian soup not a salad.
Cecilia: Oh my bad let me fix that for you.
(Waitress is laughing and not serious. She takes the plates and leave, Carlos and Sofia has a confused look on their faces.
Carlos: So, how many students are joining you on the field trips?
Sofia: Since there are 30 students total in my class only 15 of the students who behave well that week will participate on our trips.
Carlos: That sounds reasonable.
Cecilia: Here you go…whoa!!
(Waitress spills food all over Carlos and it splashes on Sofia a little.)
Sofia: Oh, how terrible!!
Carlos: Ahhh…Excuse me!!
(Carlos leaves angrily to clean his shirt in the washroom)
Cecilia: Poor old guy, should I bring some napkins?
(Waitress doesn’t show compassion for the customers)
Sofia: Yes please and the check too.
(Sofia is not happy…Carlos comes back to the table)
Sofia: How about we just go to another restaurant?
Carlos: Yes I Agree, what a terrible waitress! She is not going to get a tip.
(Carlos and Sofia start to pack up and get their coats to leave…)