Wednesday, August 25, 2010
After reading Persepolis, Marjane was tired of holding her true feelings from Reza. Their relationship wasn't working out as a couple. Marjane chooses to get a divorce from Reza. She finally realizes she doesn't need a guy to be happy in life. Can you remember a time in your life when you felt independent.
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In eighth grade, at my junior high school we took a trip to Washington DC. It was the first time I went on a plane by myself and it was the first time in a different state without my parents. I was a little scared but once I got there and did the activities they had planned with my friends I felt very independent. Before that I used to go and take trips and other things with my parents but after coming home from that trip I was pretty independent for the most part.
ReplyDeleteThere have been multiple times I have looked at one of my old friends that treated me wrong and talked negative about me behind my back. My best friend changed a lot and stopped enjoying the things we used to enjoy. He stopped playing video games online with me, he always wanted to the do the same thing every day, he always complained about his ex-girlfriend and the girls he would talk to or how he didn’t like my brother. He wasn’t really a good friend and I had to open my eyes and look at that. He never had money and I always had to pay for him. That had to stop as soon as possible. Then I just stopped talking to him for about three months and then a couple days ago he texted me saying “I miss you” and “want to get coffee?” he tried everything to hang out with me and I didn’t want to. He was out of my life and I had met new people. When I was friends with him I only had four to five friends that I would hang out with. Then I met new people and now I go out every night with different people. I also needed some space from him because he was always at my house sleeping. That’s not very fun when your best friend is sleeping in your bed and you have to be on the couch.
ReplyDeleteIt was the eighth grade. I was in the Dwight D. Eisenhower People to People Leadership Program. I was chosen to go by my reading teacher. She thought it would be a good experience for me. She wanted me to represent our school with pride. The trip was held in Washington, D.C. for a whole week in April. Immediately, I told my mom and she was nervous at first. She got over it. My mom and uncle still came along, but we were in two separate hotels. So I felt independent because I was in D.C. with my program. I wasn't near my mom and uncle at all, unless I saw them at the same places I was. It was a good experience. I had so much fun. This experience taught me so much about our country's history. I loved it. The best part of all, was being on my own for the first time.
ReplyDeleteThe group of girls that a hung around with we’re somewhat cliquey in high school, with exception of like two girls. I was always the one who would go hang out with other people besides them all the time. I cannot say that there was a particular time in my life where I felt independent. I have always been known by myself and by others that I am an independent person. I do not like to follow what everyone else does. I like to go to the beat of my own drum. I have a strong back bone. I do not need people pushing me around or telling me what to do with my life. I think it is important to carry yourself independently and confidently. It says a lot about a person character.
ReplyDeleteI remember when I was 8 years old and I was in the first grade and my mom starting asking how I would feel if I walked home to and from school. I was nervous but excited that I would make a mistake and walk the wrong way or lose my phone or anything would pop up in my head. I came home from school with my big cousin and I told my mom I would try and come home on my own. She said it was fine and that I can have that opportunity. She then later that night taught me the rules of the streets and made me understand how important it is to focus and don’t play to much coming home. I was excited and felt independent and was eager to make it home to prove I was ready to grow, take responsibilities, and feel older. I have been walking or taking city transportation everywhere on my own now since that day. I was courageous and thoughtful when been independent. My mom has always trust me from that point to do a lot on my own and I have cooked, clean, and watch my sister on my own. I have also done my homework on my own and whatever else I needed to do to be independent and learn.
ReplyDeleteMany times in my life I have relied on other people to be there for me and help me with what I needed. In terms of me being independent I will definitely say I always have been when it comes to my friends. Countless times I have made friends with the wrong people who constantly turn their back on me and speak about me negatively, or try to discourage my name. I have gained independence from those horrible experiences I’ve gone through and had to show it a lot throughout high school. For instance, leading me in the right direction and not following girls who don’t do any good for me is a sign of independence. More than one time I have had other females verbally harass me through private phone calls and personally in or outside of school. I’ve been told I would be jumped more than two times and have my throat slit. Mind you, these comments came from people I didn’t even talk to or necessarily know, but were jealous of me for whatever reason. It was hard for me through high school, especially up to my junior year and even as a senior. As the years passed I was much more aware on how to control situations like these and be independent on my own, because friends who aren’t really your friends don’t always have your back. You must always stand up for yourself and speak out. No matter what you do or where you go in life the one person you can always count on is yourself because you know you won’t let yourself down if you want or care for something bad enough.
ReplyDeleteI can recall a time in a previous relationship that I felt independent even though I was still technically with them. We had been together for 7 months but we were going through a lot of unnecessary problems. I had just got over her cheating on me with my best friend behind my back. I hadn’t been to the local club since I was in high school, so my other best friend and I decided that one Saturday night we would go. Now I feel that the feelings of being independent came from all the attention I had that night from other attractive girls. I had usually been the one that wanted to make it work while she on the other hand was the one always trying to leave. I would always talk her out of it whenever she wanted to go. The club became my escape because most of our problems where from the fact that we didn’t really see each other even though she lived down the street from me. During summer we would always be together every day I would come over to her house and everything. Then when her school year started we saw less and less of each other till it got to the point I saw her maybe twice every two weeks. As we all know distance will smash a relationship to pieces. Also the fact that we never got a chance to spend any of our anniversaries together either didn’t help. So as usual she wanted to break up with me and at this point all the attention I was getting from those girls at the club made me feel invincible like I did not need her and her drama anymore, it felt like I lost my love for her at the club. She told me she wanted to go and I just plainly told her ok I’m not going to go through the same stuff in this New Year if you want to go then go I’m not going to stop you. I had already conditioned myself to function as a individual months before when she cheated.
ReplyDeleteBeing the only child, I feel that I am very independent. I don’t have to worry about anyone but myself, so I usually feel this why all of the time. I can remember the first time I felt independent when I finally reached the age of eleven. I was allowed to stay at home by myself. I thought that I had so many responsibilities that I had to take care of, when really they were just things in the house that I had to do before my mother got home. I had to do my homework, clean the house, and walk the dog. Today, I find it very funny when I think about it because I thought that I was a little house owner.
ReplyDeleteHonestly my whole life I have been around nothing but independent people so I was pretty much adapted to it. I was always told why ask, when you do it yourself no one should depend on no anyone to me that’s a sign of weakness. There was a time when it actually stared to become problems to other such as my friends I never believe in lending or barrowing and a lot of my friends would just think I was a selfish person but no I was just brought up differently. This is my personal opinion on people who aren’t independent it’s nothing wrong to with depending on some but if it like your parents then ok, but anyone else that just shows to me that you’re a weak hearted person, you came in the world alone you will leave the world alone. There no reason what so ever other individuals shouldn’t be independent.
ReplyDeleteIn my previous relationship I was in love with someone that made me smile and gave me the world, but one day that all changed. My mate cheated on me with my best friend, I was torn. I didn’t get mad at my friend so I let go of my mate and said I hope things work out for you because I don’t need you anymore. Every since my relationship ended, I stop thinking about relationships and only had school on my mind. Still until this day, I put my dream first before a relationship I feel I don’t need any distractions that will hinder me from my dream. I am independent by not needing anyone around me to make me feel good and strong minded
ReplyDeleteI have always had a strong sense of independence. My parents never really understood me. Even now they think I need advice about living and taking care of myself. I have been through alot, more then they will even know. When I was seventeen I was considered a rebel. I would do what I wanted but that shouldn't make me a rebel just because I chose to follow my own decision before anyone elses. I was a smart kid. I knew my body and my surroundings. I knew how to moderate myself like any adult that goes out on the weekends. I wasn't nieve. I knew what my parents where up to when they went out. I knew what risks to take, and what risks had consequences that I couldn't handle. From then on I always tried to take my life into my own hands. My mother was enitrely against my efforts. In fact the majority of unfortunate circumstances that came my way, where at the hands of my mothers inability to let me do things my way. She would always ask me what my plan was. Well graduate and then apply to colleges. What else could she want? She would ask what I planned to do in life. No one knows what they plan to do in life at seventeen or eighteen and I would explain this to her. I would get into arguements with my mother and she would always become furious because I was very good at expressing myself. She knew that it was far fetched to expect me to 'know' what I was going to do. I had ideas. Art teacher, music teacher, Composer, but ideas weren't good enough. When I let my parents know that I'm going to Columbia, that I had applied for both school and Finanical aid alone, and took care of all the other paper work on my own while going to classes and juggling job interviews, and the numerous chores they laid on me. They finally respected my individuality. So I always had a sense of independence, but today, I am independant.
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