so i've been trying to catch up with my newspapers. i'm always wanting to talk about things i read with people, but so rarely remember. i cut out articles yesterday, though, in hopes of remembering how i felt about them. and i have, for 2 of three. in elderly women knit, crochet for abused kids i thought of the classic getting to know you question, would you rather be blind or deaf? it doesn't matter much to me, i think i could learn to live with either. but to not be able to use my hands? what kind of life is that? if i couldn't walk, well, i'd learn to manage, i could learn sign language and get around with a white cane. but to not be able to knit, cook, arrange flowers, turn the pages of books... i'm just too independent. i couldn't bear being so trapped. in computer applications we learned about input and output devices. to be connected to the internet, have a keyboard, mouse, joystick, but to have no printer or diskdrives... i don't think i'd be able to bear seeing and hearing and everything and only being able to blink or talk about it. but who knows- maybe my drive to live is stronger than i think.
article number two is forget the mush: she's got a crush on her which is about the now popular "girlcrush". i feel so strongly about this, but what the specific emotions are, i'm not sure. first i think i'm glad someone is writing about what really happens, how women relate to each other and form deep friendships. but i'm angry at the inherent sexism it shows. i'm even more angry with the way it only mentions friendships as a result. sure love and lust come from different parts of the brain, and i'm often contimplating those feeling for the same people. but homosexual relationships are only mentioned as a fear that kept women from admitting girl crushes in the 60s and 70s. i finally end with feeling, maybe i'm wrong. they say that there is so much difference between romantic love and sexual love, and all these straight girls seem to know the difference, maybe i'm wrong, and i just have these girl crushes, and i'll grow out of them and into my feelings, and i'll meet the right boy, and although i'll still bond with my sisters in michigan, i will come back home to my happy family that pleases grandma so much.
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