This blog post is mainly for some reflection on my narrative project draft one. I will reflect on it using some symbolism from The Wizard of Oz. The scarecrow, tin man, and lion all have characteristics that offer some insight. As do the wizard and the moment when Dorothy learned she could have returned home whenever she wanted to.
My narrative allows me to examine my mind back when my narrative takes place as well as now that it has been a few years since the events. Back then I was almost grossed out by my grandfather. I had only met him six or so times before so it was almost like being at a complete stranger’s death bed. I think what I thought back then was completely reasonable although disrespectful. The scarecrows main characteristic of not having mind at the beginning of the story lends itself well to how I felt after I somewhat came to an understanding of it. My emotions back then were a mixed bag. I wanted to feel bad for him, but I just couldn’t. I really did not know how I should feel, but know it seems a little clearer to me. I think that I had to experience it before I could really gauge how I felt. When the tin man gets a heart he can understand events much more complexly. I think that the tin man accurately represents my emotions because I just needed to mature to make sense of things. I think that when it comes to high-stakes and the emotion that it provokes, death is one of those things that almost everyone has in common. I'm not suggesting that some people are immortal, but rather that most people can relate to a death in their family or a friend or neighbor. I also did not try to use it to build tension or suspense. I tried to make the death as inglorious as possible because I think that portrays what I was feeling back then as accurately as possible. Somewhere in between confusion and pity. This is the only spot where the symbolism does not work. The lion gaining courage at the end does not fit with my narrative essay. My narrative project allowed me to understand my relationship to my family a little more. I think revisiting some of the thoughts I had in writing is allows for a certain type of insight that only writing allows you to have. This was my “you could have returned home the whole time” moment. I always had the ability to understand what I was thinking, but if I told myself the truth I wouldn’t believe it. Lastly, I think that what we tell ourselves about our life events defines who we are. If you break your arm, You can think about it in a few ways. Either its siiiick! that you broke your arm, or it's a terrible hindrance to you and it makes you upset. Since you only remember the emotion you were feeling when you broke your arm, your future meditations on the subject will always be tainted with that emotion whether it be positive or negative.
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Julia
2/26/2019 10:29:04 am
I think it was cool how you put the links for the videos, you didn't just name the title of it like I did but incorporated it in the paragraph.
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Nadiia
2/26/2019 12:40:32 pm
After your story and blog-reflection, I am so thankful to my parents for not taking me to my chronic sick grandad when I was in a school. I think I would experience pretty similar emotions.
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Sabatino
3/3/2019 07:41:26 am
Would you agree with my assessment that this reflection incorporates the wizard-of-oz metaphor model in tangible and relevant ways? I wonder might make future revision based on the connection you made between the tin man and you as a participant in the memoir?
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