| wut am i gonna do! im in a big,fat,flipping pickle......homecoming is next week, and im takin a friend from cprs, but i dont who else to with?! argh! i always go with a group of friends but i have so many and i dont want to make my friend feel uncomfortable because he doesnt know anybody!wut am i gonna do......and i have so many friends, if i dont hang out with everybody they might be hurt......argh! why me? ....maybe we can just go have some fun and then say hi to ever-body at the dance.....yeah......i dont know, someone have any little piece of advice? i am so !i would take more of my friends from camp but i "can only invite on other friend from another school" so stupid..... in other news, my first revision on my english paper is due tues. and the gridiron gang is a sad but touching,good movie, and that is saying something because i dont loathe football!and, i think i have finally figured out the concept(s) of emo-ness. and if anybody thinks im foolish for not knowing wut it was before, i dont care because i think a lot more people than myself dont fully understand it........ btw, would u all read my paper for english and see what u think i should change/add to/"revise"? i would greatly appreciate it here it is: I’ve only had my Grammy’s ring for about a year now but I treasure it dearly. Not just because it was her wedding ring or because it’s got real diamonds; but most importantly of what sentimental value it holds. It has seldom been off her finger from the time my Grandpa Phipps put it on her and I know it holds many a happy memory. But the real reason I chose it as an artifact to talk about is because it represents one of the dearest people I have known and possibly will ever know; my Grandma Phipps. She as well as the rest of my family have greatly formed me into who I am today. Throughout my whole life up to the day she left the Earth she was a second mother to me, teaching me things everyday, even when she could not possibly know it. She taught me that even if you are dying, and you have no hope whatsoever of staying in the world, you must have faith that God will take care of you and everything will be ok. She taught me that I should have love in my heart, a great faith in God, and many more virtues. Now you may be wondering how all these things relate to my Grandma’s ring. It is not that the ring itself contains knowledge of what my grandma has been through, but rather it has been there with her and it represents her because it was part of her just as the small sculpture of Mozart did for Daisy Rhau (On Mozart, pg. 25). The circle of gold represents her everlasting love for her family, friends, and most importantly, God. She has also told me before that the diamonds stand for her four children. In addition to the meaning it held for her, it also holds great meaning for me in other ways. For example, as a whole, it is a reminder to me to always seek God’s council for every aspect of my life, to appreciate the beauty in life, and to become as close to Jesus as possible. In addition to that, I have four specific terms that stand for the four diamonds. If you had asked me what a few words would be that described my Grammy, most likely I would have responded somewhat or exactly like this. My Grandma is a woman of faithfulness, integrity, purity, and most of all, very loving/caring. For as long as I can remember my Grandma has always tried to teach me about faithfulness and sacred virtues that I should possess. But she never told me with words really, mostly with her actions. She has always been faithful to God and even in darker parts of her life she relied on Jesus to take care of her. She lost her husband at too young an age and yet she still loved God dearly, she new he would take of her. And He did, shortly after my Grandpa’s death she had a dream that an angel was guarding her house and throughout her whole life living at her house in Independence, she has never been bothered. For example, not too far away a methamphetamine lab was conducting illegal dealings/dangerous crimes; but my grandma was never bothered. She also showed her faithfulness in times of great need, when my family first came from Iowa, we were basically robbed from a man, unknowingly. And were it not for her faithfulness to her family we would have been without the necessities to life. And then there was her ever cheery disposition that my family, friends, and anyone who knew her would say she was faithful to, among other things. Just as my ring shines in the sunlight, so did my Grandma and her goodness when I saw her. My Grandmother was also a woman of great, steadfast integrity. She would always, “adhere to her moral and ethical principles,” and she always was “sound in her moral principles, always honest” (integrity, dictionary.com). She would never compromise what she thought was right and just, would never lie to anyone, and was always kind but firm. Every time I do something wrong and then look at my ring, it makes me think about how my Grandma would have been disappointed in me. But likewise, when I do something right and good, it seems to shine and twinkle more as though my Grandma knows what I have done and is proud. Just as the sculpture of Mozart would “frown” at Daisy and seem to say “tempo” and “precision” (On Mozart, pg. 25). When I look at my ring, it also reminds me of how I always want to be as pure as my Grammy was. My grandma did not ever, as far as I know, ever laugh at a dirty joke or take kindly to those things which seemed unclean and immoral. She never had sexual intercourse before marriage and she never had an affair when she was married. She waited for the right man to come along and then she lived in pure bliss for the rest of their lives together. Another way to describe my Grandmother’s purity is stated at Dictionary.com, “freedom from guilt or evil; innocence (purity).” My grandmother was not perfect, as no one is, but she was as close to it as I think one could be. And of all the many frabjous characteristics of my Grandma, I would have to say my favorite, and what I think most important, was her loving and caring attitude toward most everything. She loved all people and disliked only their bad actions. And if ever a stranger or relative needed help she always did all she could to help them and show compassion and empathy, not just sympathy. But even though my Grandma was a very good person, she was not perfect, even though I once thought her so. She made mistakes just as we all do; she was always somewhat naïve and didn’t always like to face the truth if it was bad. In this way she could be rather frustrating at times but she didn’t always like to “face facts” as my mom use to say. And just as Loretta Stewart saw in her mirror, a lot of the mistakes of her predecessors, my ring also reminds me of what I don’t want to be like as my Grandma was(The Mirror, 15). There is but one more part to my ring that I think about often also. Just as many rings have compartments for a second ring to be attached, so does mine, and it reminds me that even though my grandma had great qualities within her, there is always room for improvement and we should never forget that or give up hope of a better tomorrow. |
