Hi Class!
Below you'll find a list of all of the blogs your classmates are writing.
Check it out!
IIIA:
1. Aranky, Mariam http://kirkebell.blogspot.com/
2. Arenales, Vera http://vera-a-blog-0310.blogspot.com/
3. Arreola, Sergio http://footballandthelife.blogspot.com/
4. Avila, Marisa http://marisasiram.blogspot.com/
5. Chang, Stephanie http://experiences-tefyrojas.blogspot.com/
6. Chea, Marco V. http://somethingnewbymch.blogspot.com/
7. Estrada, Alejandra http://alejandra-e.blogspot.com
8. Heffner, Krista http://kheffner.blogspot.com
9. Landaverde, Sofia http://myhistoryplace.blogspot.com
10. Mena, Jose Pablo http://soccerfcj.blogspot.com/
11. Mendizabal, Jose Manuel http://josemmendizabal-m.blogspot.com/
12. Ordonez, Pablo http://pablo-11sep.blogspot.com
13. Pira, Sofia http://justotherannoyingguy.blogspot.com/
14. Poroj, Cristian http://dolcezza-di-writing.blogspot.com/
15. Rivera, Jose Carlos http://lovingthemusictonight.blogspot.com/
16. Roma, Marco http://pato-roma2.blogspot.com/
17. Salazar, Luis Fernanado http://onmywaytogreatness.blogspot.com/
18. Tenenbaum, Joseph http://cars-joseph.blogspot.com/
19. Zambrano, Luisa Fernanada http://livinontherollercoaster.blogspot.com/
20. Zecena, Desi http://desizecena.blogspot.com/
21. Zhou, Sophia http://soophiezl.blogspot.com/
IIIB:
1. Alarcon, Isabel http://dopey-girl.blogspot.com
2. Argueta, Guillermo http://stcampus.blogspot.com/
3. Avila, Luisa http://unique-couture.blogspot.com/
4. Caravantes, Alvaro http://until12am.blogspot.com/
5. De Leon, Alejandra http://ale-facing.blogspot.com/
6. Enriquez, Marcela http://marcelamystery.blogspot.com/
7. Fratti, Noe http://lilybillydilly.blogspot.com
8. Gaytan, Carmen http://theprettytragedy6.blogspot.com
9. Gonzalez, Francisco http://whatgoestrhoughfrancismind.blogspot.com/
10. Higeros, Jose Pablo http://myownblogspotblog.blogspot.com
11. Kesler, Roberto http://untillmidnight.blogspot.com
12. Lemus, Ma. Andree http://purple-flight.blogspot.com
13. Marroquin, Paola http://paola-wwwarchaeology-cer.blogspot.com/
14. Mendez, Mafer http://epicfacts-mafe.blogspot.com/
15. Posadas, Javier http://xavip-xavisblog.blogspot.com/
16. Rivera, Rodrigo http://rodrigoriveraavila.blogspot.com
17. Ruiz, Luisa http://luisaruiz18.blogspot.com/
18. Sandoval, Jose Andres http://josesc-toxicrain.blogspot.com/
19. Santizo, Katherine http://katherin-santizo.blogspot.com/
20. Susbielles, Luis Pedro http://luispesusbielles.blogspot.com/
21. Tejada, Juan Diego http://diegoguatemala.blogspot.com/
22. Toledo, Ernesto http://netoledo.blogspot.com
IIIC:
1. Aranky, Amira http://mimi-yankee.blogspot.com
2. Avedano, Andrea http://andreav95.blogspot.com
3. Barrera, Nathalie http://nathaliebarrera.blogspot.com
4. Cancinos, Michelle http://michellec-justmywords.blogspot.com/
5. Cardona, Hector http://hectorsoccer.blogspot.com/
6. Chiroy, Ana Lucia http://analucgarcia.blogspot.com/
7. Cuevas, Jean http://jeanliterature.blogspot.com
8. Echeverria, Ma. Isabel http://marisa-echeverria.blogspot.com/
9. Echeverria, Ma. Jose http://majosays-majo.blogspot.com/
10. Galvez, Alicia http://aliciagalvez.blogspot.com/
11. Garcia, Carlos http://radiacwave.blogspot.com/
12. Gereda, Fernando http://fgereda95-soccernmusicblog.blogspot.com/
13. Laylle, Belen http://positive-belen.blogspot.com/
14. Lemus, Juan Pablo http://anotherstarinsky.blogspot.com
15. Lopez, Mariana http://mariana-lopez-f.blogspot.com
16. Morales, Cristian http://chompipeloco.blogspot.com/
17. Ocampo, Alejandra http://aleja-itsmyworld.blogspot.com
18. Padilla, Bryan http://bryanpa-blog.blogspot.com/
19. Palmieri, Claudia http://lifeisnoteasydealwithit.blogspot.com
20. Pimental, Israel http://israel-alfonso-pimentel.blogspot.com/
21. Ponce, Ma. Renee http://being-me-marre.blogspot.com
22. Quintero, Ana Luica http://readingcouch21.blogspot.com/
23. Smith, Daniel http://homework-daniel.blogspot.com
24. Zimmerman, Ricardo http://rzimmermann.blogspot.com
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Guatemala, MN
I'm at the antiqued table in the living room that was furnished by my Canadian landlord, exhausted from grading papers, listening to "Minneapolis, WI" from Bon Iver's new album, and missing Minnesota more than I probably should be.
You see, Bon Iver, in so many ways, represents Minnesota for me. From concerts like Rock the Garden, to the fact that he went to high school in Savage, MN with one of my friends (who ironically also lives in Guatemala), Justin Vernon, now Bon Iver, is a regular Minnesotan who had to leave to find himself too. Aside from his whimpering falsetto, our lives seem to have some sort of parallelism. Instead of fleeing to a tiny cabin in Wisconsin to write a music album after a terrible break up, I fled to Guatemala thinking I could somehow inspire students to love literature and writing. Somehow, I think Vernon got the better end of the deal. Worldwide fame, endless traveling...
Though I just returned from a week in that lake-filled place I call home, I feel as if the trip was more like a dream. For here I am, back in Guatemala, as if nothing has changed.
And really, nothing has, other than me.
Each time I return to Minneapolis, the skyline radiates over the Mississippi and the Gold Medal Flour sign shines over the Hennepin Avenue bridge. And I breathe out loud through that comfort of home, through the hours of yoga with my best friends, dinner and jazz shows with my parents, and into the face of my nephew.
Indeed, Minneapolis overall, seems to remain unchanging on the surface of it's local food movement, farmers markets, miles of bike lanes, and projects of sustainability. MPR and the Current are still responsible for good news and new Indie. The cherry in the Sculpture Gardens and The Walker Art Center are still free on Thursday, thanks to Target. My friends and I frequent the same locations, and places like the patio at the French Meadow Bakery on Lyndale Avenue near my old apartment have never smelled sweeter.
But what sours the situation is that the longer I find I am gone, the more the landscape of my friends changes with the seasons. On this last trip home, someone who was once my best friend in the dance department, my roommate, and my accomplice in the local music scene has become as distant as my physical distance to home. We treated our bloody blisters, collaborated from a creative standpoint, and confided in one another. But over time, our relationship has morphed from desperately finding tickets to Bon Iver, Sun Kil Moon and Calexico to canceling a coffee date last minute because she "got up late, and wants to shop the garage sales in her neighborhood."
But that's how it works. Sometimes you hit the metaphorical friendship jackpot, and sometimes you don't. Sometimes the friendship ends in a swift slice, because he or she has hurt you beyond your words or your forgiveness. Sometimes the air is let out of the tire in a slow leak, little by little, disappointment by disappointment. This, in my opinion, is far worse than the quick blow, because before you really realize it, you're left with a shell of a friendship and a physical appearance with you friends at the bar ends up being all you get because she had to "leave early for another birthday party."
"You know I'm only in town for a week, right?"
While I would have once let that idea sadden and anger me (and while I would be lying if I said it didn't in some ways), I see now, the positive side of moving away. I know now, who my best friends are, and who were simply playing the part. I know now that this chance I have is unlike any other, and this chance will weed out those who are true and those who will eventually flake off the wall like chipping paint.
And, to be frank, there isn't much you can do about peeling paint, other than strip it clean and choose a new color. This isn't the first time a brilliant color has faded from sunlight and worn with time, and it certainly won't be the last.
You see, Bon Iver, in so many ways, represents Minnesota for me. From concerts like Rock the Garden, to the fact that he went to high school in Savage, MN with one of my friends (who ironically also lives in Guatemala), Justin Vernon, now Bon Iver, is a regular Minnesotan who had to leave to find himself too. Aside from his whimpering falsetto, our lives seem to have some sort of parallelism. Instead of fleeing to a tiny cabin in Wisconsin to write a music album after a terrible break up, I fled to Guatemala thinking I could somehow inspire students to love literature and writing. Somehow, I think Vernon got the better end of the deal. Worldwide fame, endless traveling...
Though I just returned from a week in that lake-filled place I call home, I feel as if the trip was more like a dream. For here I am, back in Guatemala, as if nothing has changed.
And really, nothing has, other than me.
Each time I return to Minneapolis, the skyline radiates over the Mississippi and the Gold Medal Flour sign shines over the Hennepin Avenue bridge. And I breathe out loud through that comfort of home, through the hours of yoga with my best friends, dinner and jazz shows with my parents, and into the face of my nephew.
Indeed, Minneapolis overall, seems to remain unchanging on the surface of it's local food movement, farmers markets, miles of bike lanes, and projects of sustainability. MPR and the Current are still responsible for good news and new Indie. The cherry in the Sculpture Gardens and The Walker Art Center are still free on Thursday, thanks to Target. My friends and I frequent the same locations, and places like the patio at the French Meadow Bakery on Lyndale Avenue near my old apartment have never smelled sweeter.
But what sours the situation is that the longer I find I am gone, the more the landscape of my friends changes with the seasons. On this last trip home, someone who was once my best friend in the dance department, my roommate, and my accomplice in the local music scene has become as distant as my physical distance to home. We treated our bloody blisters, collaborated from a creative standpoint, and confided in one another. But over time, our relationship has morphed from desperately finding tickets to Bon Iver, Sun Kil Moon and Calexico to canceling a coffee date last minute because she "got up late, and wants to shop the garage sales in her neighborhood."
But that's how it works. Sometimes you hit the metaphorical friendship jackpot, and sometimes you don't. Sometimes the friendship ends in a swift slice, because he or she has hurt you beyond your words or your forgiveness. Sometimes the air is let out of the tire in a slow leak, little by little, disappointment by disappointment. This, in my opinion, is far worse than the quick blow, because before you really realize it, you're left with a shell of a friendship and a physical appearance with you friends at the bar ends up being all you get because she had to "leave early for another birthday party."
"You know I'm only in town for a week, right?"
While I would have once let that idea sadden and anger me (and while I would be lying if I said it didn't in some ways), I see now, the positive side of moving away. I know now, who my best friends are, and who were simply playing the part. I know now that this chance I have is unlike any other, and this chance will weed out those who are true and those who will eventually flake off the wall like chipping paint.
And, to be frank, there isn't much you can do about peeling paint, other than strip it clean and choose a new color. This isn't the first time a brilliant color has faded from sunlight and worn with time, and it certainly won't be the last.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Correction for Blog on Tuesday, July 19th
Hi Class:
I just wanted to leave you a short reminder.
On your assignment sheet for Tuesday, July 19th, there is a prompt titled: {People I've Met}.
Unfortunately, I mixed up prompts. Please include the prompt {People I've Met} (which really addresses the weather) as an option for Tuesday, July 26.
Then, consider the following two prompts for Tuesday the 19th: Biogrphy--Portrait week.
[Someone Significant] Create a short biography about someone you know well who is not a family member. Describe their habits, accomplishments, and personality in the style of the essay we read on Albert Einstein.
[First Impressions] Write about the first time you saw someone significant in your life. Often we make first impressions, or initial judgements of people, that turn out to be wrong. Have you ever misjudged someone on first sight? What kind of first impression did you have? Did they seem too pretty or good looking to also be smart? How has your impression changed over time? Think about how you see that person now, and how your first idea of him or her is different from how you think about him or her in the present.
I just wanted to leave you a short reminder.
On your assignment sheet for Tuesday, July 19th, there is a prompt titled: {People I've Met}.
Unfortunately, I mixed up prompts. Please include the prompt {People I've Met} (which really addresses the weather) as an option for Tuesday, July 26.
Then, consider the following two prompts for Tuesday the 19th: Biogrphy--Portrait week.
[Someone Significant] Create a short biography about someone you know well who is not a family member. Describe their habits, accomplishments, and personality in the style of the essay we read on Albert Einstein.
[First Impressions] Write about the first time you saw someone significant in your life. Often we make first impressions, or initial judgements of people, that turn out to be wrong. Have you ever misjudged someone on first sight? What kind of first impression did you have? Did they seem too pretty or good looking to also be smart? How has your impression changed over time? Think about how you see that person now, and how your first idea of him or her is different from how you think about him or her in the present.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
A note on the name...
The explanation is really as simple as noting bouginavillea are more commonly known as Paper Flowers.
Appropriate, hmm?
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