Tuesday, April 24, 2012
A Meal I can Remember
A meal I can remember vividly in my mind is always the Thanksgiving dinner when my dad was deployed. In our little apartment in Germany we set the table we had purchased at Ikea with red and orange colored place mats with plates all around the table. My sister and her boyfriend at the time had come to visit us. My mom barely got the 13 pound turkey into our tiny oven and all the classics such as mashed potatoes, gravy, and green bean casserole were on the table. It was a delicious Thanksgiving meal, my dad was missing but the thing I remember most about this meal was when we skyped him.
We were able to hook our laptop to the TV and there he was. It was somewhat more normal sized but his head was the size of our TV. As soon as he started talking our dog daisy, who passed away this summer, jumped onto the TV stand and looked into the camera. She jumped and cried with excitement. It's something I'll never forget. It's not really related to the food but the fact of how dog really is man's best friend. Even when they are thousands of miles away.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Villanueva Exercise
Exercise 1
A murder, forty years ago. A couple ran for their lives in the midst of Brooklyn as a man was struck with a knife at a party. Their son, three years old at the time, still remembers the event by a picture hanging on the wall of their home.
At 41 Bartlett Street, Williamsburg, Brooklyn sat a little boy behind a pegboard desk watching his father carry a roll of linoleum as he sat in the middle of a furniture-less living room. With a neighbor nearby, this three year old sits there. Looking back, it seemed to this three year old that this was a new sign of affluence: moving up from the storefront flat.
The young boy wanders the street alone starting at age four. He walks to John Lee's Hand Laundry from Bartlett. He also will head from Bartlett to somewhere near the Myrtle Avenue el. He walks alone, no one asks where his mother is, he roams the streets and is the shortest one on each street corner.
Exercise 2
Original Text:
By 1924 there were legal restrictions against the admission of ruddy-skinned Eastern Europeans and Mediterranean new immigrants to the United States.
Rewritten Text:
The Eastern European and Mediterranean immigrants felt unwelcome as more and more restrictions were put in place to deny access to these groups of immigrants. They all thought America was the land of the free, more like the land of the anti-immigrants.
Reaction to story and exercise:
I thought the story was interesting, in the way that he mixed academic and casual writing. However the academic writing was quiet blah, because he inserted a lot of facts and I felt as he may have went of topic a little. The exercise was a little hard, I don't usually write in academic tone. Even if it is an essay for a class like a research paper, it's not my thing to be very blah. I enjoy side comments and expressing a story through words, not just pictures in your memory. And switching my little portion to casual writing was a little difficult however I think it turned out okay. Academic writing is not my cup of tea and neither is switching it to casual writing or Vice versa.
A murder, forty years ago. A couple ran for their lives in the midst of Brooklyn as a man was struck with a knife at a party. Their son, three years old at the time, still remembers the event by a picture hanging on the wall of their home.
At 41 Bartlett Street, Williamsburg, Brooklyn sat a little boy behind a pegboard desk watching his father carry a roll of linoleum as he sat in the middle of a furniture-less living room. With a neighbor nearby, this three year old sits there. Looking back, it seemed to this three year old that this was a new sign of affluence: moving up from the storefront flat.
The young boy wanders the street alone starting at age four. He walks to John Lee's Hand Laundry from Bartlett. He also will head from Bartlett to somewhere near the Myrtle Avenue el. He walks alone, no one asks where his mother is, he roams the streets and is the shortest one on each street corner.
Exercise 2
Original Text:
By 1924 there were legal restrictions against the admission of ruddy-skinned Eastern Europeans and Mediterranean new immigrants to the United States.
Rewritten Text:
The Eastern European and Mediterranean immigrants felt unwelcome as more and more restrictions were put in place to deny access to these groups of immigrants. They all thought America was the land of the free, more like the land of the anti-immigrants.
Reaction to story and exercise:
I thought the story was interesting, in the way that he mixed academic and casual writing. However the academic writing was quiet blah, because he inserted a lot of facts and I felt as he may have went of topic a little. The exercise was a little hard, I don't usually write in academic tone. Even if it is an essay for a class like a research paper, it's not my thing to be very blah. I enjoy side comments and expressing a story through words, not just pictures in your memory. And switching my little portion to casual writing was a little difficult however I think it turned out okay. Academic writing is not my cup of tea and neither is switching it to casual writing or Vice versa.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
First Post... Just some basic info.
First posting... yay! All I'm going to write about is a little info about who I am. My name is Kelly, I'm a journalism student at Ohio University, studying Strategic Communications specifically (Public Relations, Advertising, etc.). I am also earning my Global Leadership Certificate, starting next year, here at Ohio. Besides academics I am involved in PRSSA, and ImPRessions here on campus, as well as being an active member of Alpha Omicron Pi Omega Upsilon chapter. I'm originally from the chicago suburbs... not the city :(. Chicago deep dish pizza is the best, don't listen to those New Yorkers over there up east. And no other state has Portillos. The best place to get hot dogs, hamburgers, and of course the most amazing desert ever... the Chocolate Cake Shake! Talking about all this food always makes me miss home but waiting for it makes it ten times better!
Another thing about me is that I'm a major college basketball fan. I rooted for Ohio University, not Ohio State, in the ncaa tournament but they unfortunately lost :(. They played a great game but no tears, there's always next year. But besides Ohio, in my family we root for KU. My dad is an alum and my mom is originally from Lawrence, Kansas. You could say we can be pretty head-strong fans, but that's what makes it fun! Good Luck Jayhawks against Kentucky!
I'll be posting soon.
Quote of the day:
Another thing about me is that I'm a major college basketball fan. I rooted for Ohio University, not Ohio State, in the ncaa tournament but they unfortunately lost :(. They played a great game but no tears, there's always next year. But besides Ohio, in my family we root for KU. My dad is an alum and my mom is originally from Lawrence, Kansas. You could say we can be pretty head-strong fans, but that's what makes it fun! Good Luck Jayhawks against Kentucky!
I'll be posting soon.
Quote of the day:
“There are two rules for success:
1. Never tell everything you know”
-Roger H. Lincoln
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