I guess I dream Green&Gold too..

Professor Sexson told us to write about a dream, I guess being from Green Bay, Wisconsin, and being the complete Cheese head that I am, dreaming about the Packers would fit me.
The dream started off with my mom filling out the form to get the tickets. And in Green Bay people inherit the tickets, your name will be on the waiting list for years, before you get close to be admitted anywhere near Lambeau Field. She had filled out the form, time went by than later on the in dream she came running into the house and told us that our name had gotten pulled, and that we had won the tickets. Wave of an excitement filled the house, because going to Packer home games are the most fun thing to do when you in live in Wisconsin. The family all loaded into the car, and headed down hwy 41 towards the stadium. We arrived at the stadium, and all got out of the car, walking towards the gates to the Lambeau Field. My dad, said now everyone have their ticket?" I quickly reached through both of my pockets, each pocket more frantic than the next. My parents had both of their tickets out and ready to hand to the taker, I on the other hand was still digging through pockets. "Kendra do you have your ticket?" My dad yelled back to me. I stood their shaking my head, and remember how I had left my ticket on my dresser in my room. I explained my situation to my father, and he gave me the car keys to go home and get my ticket. I ran out to the car, which since I was not paying attention when we were parking, finding the car was very challenging. Once I finally spotted out the car, which was parked out so far that you could hardly see the building, because my father believed every one was out to door ding his car.
I floored it home, and grabbed my ticket. And drove back to the stadium as fast as I could. Than I went right back up to the ticket taker and handed him my ticket with a sigh of relief. Than I woke up

Smooth Talk with not so much a Smooth Plot

Movie directors, producers and everyone else associated with movie making out in Hollywood, doesn't seem to think that we as the viewer are able to look outside the picture and use our imagination. Most good books that make it to the big screen don't compare to their book counterparts. Where Are You Going was no exception to the rule! Directors and movie writers leave out one key ingredient in their big screen telling, and that's invoking the audiences’ imagination.

Smooth Talk cornered Connie& the viewers into limited options with the ending fanning out the way it did. Just like the professor said in class " The movie really restricted the number of options you could have for Connie." In the book Oates made the readers question just what had happened to Connie. Was she murdered? Would she see her family again? And what happened to Arnold? In Smooth Talk, one minute Connie is getting the car with Arnold and in the next she's in her room dancing with her sister. I was happy that Connie wasn't murdered, but at the same time I don't like having every part told to me. The ending to this was almost something you'd see in a Disney movie one minute everything is completely horrible for the character, and the next its all happily ever after.

There seems to be Traces of Mr. Friend in Every Story

Arnold Friend seems to appear amongst some of our favorite characters in more stories than we seem to realize. He is the Demon Lover in the poem Demon Lover, who comes to seduce the woman whom is happily married with children to his life at sea. Arnold even makes a cameo in the childhood classic Little Red Riding Hood. The character of Mr. Friend wasn't a personality that was thought up over night, his character dates back to days of ancient Greece, with his role as Hades in the story of Demeter and Persephone.
Before reading the two poems assigned for over the weekend, I figured that the story would have a correlation with the concepts from short story “Where are you Going!” In the Emily Dickinson poem, the lead voice was put in the same shoes that Connie had worn in “Where are you Going,” and this time Arnold was Death. The suitor who came to take her, away from what she knew, and down to his underworld. In Just shared a completely different common concept with “Where Are You Going”. Arnold Friend appears in this story as the older man who sells balloons, and takes innocence away from the children he encounters. Just like in the story with Connie, Arnold wanted Connie to climb into his jalopy and say goodbye to her childhood days. The balloon man wanted the same as well.

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I googled what catching tigers in red weather meant& google didn't seem to know, and I still don't either. I'm really excited to watch the clips from the movie Smooth Talk. I forgot to put the what I over heard in the sub in my last blog. Well one girl was talking about her weekend, which got was a one wild. The boy behind me was talking about how stressful school is, and how he doesn't know how he's going to balance all his credits with bible study.

Connie What Are You Doing? And What Were You Thinking?

I was really looking forward to reading Where Are You Going... Story because of all the build up Professor Sexson gave it in class, but that I was disappointed by who the Connie character turned out to be. When the story first started I'm sure all of us could relate to who the character was. The boy crazed girl who rebelled againist her mother, we all knew her in highschool or some of us probably were her.

Was she that eager to meet boys that she would open up the screen door to a total stranger with out heisitation? Why did she just stand in that doorway? She should have gotten the phone near her from the begining. I know the Arnold Friend, told her that if she got on the phone he was going to come in there! Well thats what dead bolt locks are for.

I don't understand why she just stood there waiting in the door way like a sitting duck. Sitting there in every teen girls nightmare situation, she should've tried to make a run for it. Actually running probably was a bad idea,Arnold Friend told her that he had killed her neighbor, so maybe the running wasn't the best choice, but calling the police would have been her ticket out of this situation.

I read another classmates post on this book, and she said," that she wanted to reach into the book and shake the character Connie for not making better decisions on reacting to Arnold Freind being a creeper" I felt the same way. You would think her mom would have taught her daughter better about talking to strange men.

The First Day of Class

My first post is a few days behind because well, I guess I'm not the best at this whole blog thing. See if it was Facebook page I would have probably been the first with one...well behind anthony!lol I really enjoyed Professor Sexson's first class, I love when teachers don't just lecture, but have fun at what they do, and joke around with the students. I'm not going to lie that Brothers K book is kind of intimiating.