In the reading, My Name is Margaret by: Maya Angelou, she speaks of a time in the 1920's where African Americans were servants to the rich. The reading is about young Maya at 10 years old and is a servant to high class white woman, Mrs. Cullinan. Young Maya is just starting her job with Mrs. Cullinan and doesn’t quite understand much yet about the world around her, but as she learns, she gets a feeling not everything is what it seems.
Did you agree with Margaret's choice to break the casserole dish and two green glass cups? I agree with Margaret on shattering the dish and breaking the glasses. Being a young girl in that day and age, the courage she had built to make a point that she was worth more and she deserved to be called by her given name is truly inspiring and I believe more women should understand self-worth no matter who or what the situation may be. This extraordinary young lady also left through the front door when the respectful door was the back door for servants back in the day. She makes a bold statement going through the front door which says to me "I'm just like everyone else, my skin is just a different color." She challenged the status quo, instead of following the rules. She fought for her right to party and decided to share her story with the rest of the world. When have you made an important choice to either resist or not resist oppression, challenge the status quo, or refuse to obey an authority figure? I had a friend for three and a half years, she was super friendly in the beginning and about after a year or so our friendship became toxic. She was a super controlling friend and always seemed to feed off putting me down, making me second guess myself, started to get angry when I didn’t always invite her places, always had to put me down to make her feel better about herself and always one up-ed me, almost like she was nervous that I was going to be better than her, just very manipulative. It got to the point I had only her as a friend and no life outside of our friendship. In every friendship, there is going to be arguments and disagreements, but the way our friendship was, it was always one sided. She would tell you how a friend should be but wouldn’t live up to her own expectations and being a friend in return. Thinking about it now, it just makes me laugh, over the summer I finally had enough of her and put my foot down. I had many big positive changes in my life getting ready to happen and the last thing I needed was to be told I was a "shitty friend", which I had been called by this same girl on several occasions, knowing that I would anything for any of my friends if they called me. If I didn’t or couldn’t do something or make it somewhere, the first thing I would be called was a "shitty friend." Having the strength and ability to completely remove someone, who not only felt like a sister to me but just wasn’t going to make the cut in my new year, was the hardest but best decision I made for myself. I am definitely back to my old super happy and positive self and I couldn’t be more relieved. Everything I wanted to do, that would become a battle when we were friends, I'm finally doing with the right support system instead of just someone who made me think I couldn’t do it.
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