Thursday, September 25, 2014

Life is full of Memories

Everyone has memories, whether it's vivid or not. I have a lot of memories of my past that I can still remember until today although some of them are pretty blurry. I "categorize" my memories that I still remember into two parts: the memories I had in Taiwan, and the memories I have in the United States. To be honest, there are more events and things that happened in Taiwan that I remember more of . I still have a clear picture of the memories I had and I would never want to lose those memories. They represent my childhood, past, and they are held in a special place in my heart. There is one "memory" of me in Taiwan that will forever be trapped in my head. It shows me talking on the phone from a phone booth in school on a rainy day. This specific picture is memorable because there is a story behind it. The story is that I used to go to tutor everyday after school when I was in Taiwan. Of course, I never wanted to go, so everyday after school I would go to the school's phone booth and call my mom and try to convince her to take me home. So there was one rainy,gloomy day where I was really tired after school so I went to the phone booth again and really wanted my mom to take me home instead of going to tutor. I would always go to the phone booth when it's clean up time in school. Everyone else would be mopping and sweeping their classrooms and I would sneak out and call my mom. That particular image of that rainy day when I tried to call my mom is always vivid in my head. I can always picture it and whenever it is raining, the image will somehow pop up on my mind. That is the kind of memory that I will never forget no matter how long it has been. Everyone should have a memory of their interest no matter who they are. Life is full of memories. I still get those arm chills every time it's raining outside and I get a flashback of that day in school where I cried to my mom for an hour to take me home.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Similar Experience with Marji


I had my first experience with restriction when I was in 3rd grade, it was also my first encounter of being rebellious. Life was tough for me in 3rd grade, as bizarre as it might sound, there were a lot of restrictions that did not make sense to me. Even though I was just a little 3rd grader with no better understanding of right or wrong, I knew when I was being treated poorly. I knew I had to stand up for myself because no one else would. As a matter of fact, I stood up for the group that felt like they were also being mistreated. There were obvious consequences that happened to me because certain things in life will never go our way, but I definitely feel like this little act of rebellion impacted my life and change the way I live today.

Monday, September 15, 2014

For my comic strip, I decided to divide my life into three stages. The first panel shows when I was still in Taiwan. I was born in Taiwan and lived there until 10. I was a pretty happy child, with no worries and responsibilities. The next picture is when I came to the United States. The picture was when I was in the airport. I had a sad face because at that time, I didn't know English and I was pretty upset about leaving Taiwan. I was taken out of my comfort zone and put into a place that I am not comfortable in. However, the third picture is me playing basketball at Sage Hill. I couldn't be happier that my parents made the decision to allow me to come to the United States. I got the chance to learn the language and I'm pretty good at it now! It was hard at first but as time moved along I made new friends and build up an incredible journey so far. Everyone has be nice to me ever since I came here and I do not regret anything.


Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Meaningful Comics

In The Complete Persepolis, written by Marjane Satrapi, she is able to send a meaningful message through comics. Some of the simplest comics in the book are as strong as written words and they definitely allow the reader to visualize the event she is talking about. Some may argue that comics is not a serious form of literature, but I argue the opposite. I believe that comics can be as powerful and meaningful as it can be if it's illustrated the right way. Marjane did an excellent job in the book to illustrate the comics. The pictures were not gruesome but just enough to explain the difficulties in her life during the revolution. I like the book very much and I think it would lose its "touch" if the comics were not included.