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.One student we are introduced to is Cory.Cory struggles with thedifficulty of his father s absence in his life.Physically, his father was there, butemotionally, he never let his father in his life.He recognizes his father s thinkingin a long phone call he had with him one night.He also begins to notice that henever really let either of his parents into his life.Cory s mother felt as if she didnot even know who her own son was. She wanted desperately to meet hertwenty-year-old son (Berman, 156).His mother wanted to meet her son, Cory,as if he were a stranger she passed on the street.Because Cory never thoroughlyopened up to her, their relationship was almost strictly biological, not emotional.Through writing, he attempts to end his silence, and he begins to open up. Ashe writes, Cory reaches insight into his family life.Instead of going through lifein his silence, Cory begins to write down his thoughts, and he realizes he is notangry with his father, but with his father s silence.Another student, Danielle, experiences the breakup of her parents.Oneimage that stuck out to me as it did to Jeff was the shattered remains of the Writing Has Saved My Life 247antique mirror were scattered around the stairway like ashes of the dead (164).Danielle thought it was normal to have divorced parents when she did notrealize the issues that surrounded it.When her parents separated, this dream became a horrifying reality as her brother ran to her room to escape from thewords that flew like artillery. This image is so powerful, and it creates a vividimage in the reader s mind.She loses her father to alcoholism, and she is thenforced to care for the family on her own when her mother falls into a depressedstate.In writing this essay, Danielle conjures up memories of who she was whenshe [was] younger, and who she is now.In doing so, she realizes many thingsabout her family that she now understands.Her parents may have forgiven eachother, but they are not healed.As the bruises fade, the scars remain as Daniellefocuses on her life now as a grown, mature adult.Although the assignment was to write on three students in EmpathicTeaching, I felt I needed to illustrate the role writing has had in my own life.Inreading about Cory and Danielle, memories of my own life came into thought as Ifound similarities among us.I was born into a classic family consisting of amother, a father, and two brothers.I thought my mother and father, like mostpeople, fell in love, got married, and were living happily ever after.As I grew intoan adult, I realized this was not true, for I began to find out the truth behind theirrelationship.When my parents were just married at twenty-one years old, myfather had an affair with a woman named Lynn.My mother then became preg-nant with my brother, and my father ended his relationship with Lynn.Growingup, I thought it was normal for my father to drink a six-pack of Budweiser afterwork, and then have more during dinner.My father was an alcoholic.Whetherhe knew this himself, I will never know.In his drinking, he and my mom wouldargue over different things.I found myself, like Danielle s brother, running intomy room to escape the words that flew like artillery. I remember glass breaking,and my mother telling me to have my brothers gather up a change of clothes sothat we can spend the night in a hotel.I also remember being afraid of my fatherwhen he argued with my mom because my mother and I were close to each other.When he hit her, I did not know this man my mom had married.I became afraidand distant from him, physically and emotionally, as my mom drove us to thelocal hotel.I had mixed feelings about everything as I was afraid of my father, andI was forced to take sides with my mom.I was angry at my dad for how he acted,although I did not understand it.I was angry at my mom for dragging me to a hotelas I felt embarrassed that someone at school might find out.This was something normal to me and my brothers as we sat in the car andcried with my mom because daddy was drinking again.I began to write in a diarywhen he passed away when I was fifteen.I realized I felt shame, guilt, sadness,fear, and every other emotion when he died.In those six months he fought inchemotherapy against the cancer, I spent time with Lynn, as he was now engagedto her when he and my mother divorced two years earlier.We watched him 248 Appendix Bsuffer through it as he got sick very often, and I began to really see my father forthe first time, not just the man my mom had married twenty-five years ago [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.One student we are introduced to is Cory.Cory struggles with thedifficulty of his father s absence in his life.Physically, his father was there, butemotionally, he never let his father in his life.He recognizes his father s thinkingin a long phone call he had with him one night.He also begins to notice that henever really let either of his parents into his life.Cory s mother felt as if she didnot even know who her own son was. She wanted desperately to meet hertwenty-year-old son (Berman, 156).His mother wanted to meet her son, Cory,as if he were a stranger she passed on the street.Because Cory never thoroughlyopened up to her, their relationship was almost strictly biological, not emotional.Through writing, he attempts to end his silence, and he begins to open up. Ashe writes, Cory reaches insight into his family life.Instead of going through lifein his silence, Cory begins to write down his thoughts, and he realizes he is notangry with his father, but with his father s silence.Another student, Danielle, experiences the breakup of her parents.Oneimage that stuck out to me as it did to Jeff was the shattered remains of the Writing Has Saved My Life 247antique mirror were scattered around the stairway like ashes of the dead (164).Danielle thought it was normal to have divorced parents when she did notrealize the issues that surrounded it.When her parents separated, this dream became a horrifying reality as her brother ran to her room to escape from thewords that flew like artillery. This image is so powerful, and it creates a vividimage in the reader s mind.She loses her father to alcoholism, and she is thenforced to care for the family on her own when her mother falls into a depressedstate.In writing this essay, Danielle conjures up memories of who she was whenshe [was] younger, and who she is now.In doing so, she realizes many thingsabout her family that she now understands.Her parents may have forgiven eachother, but they are not healed.As the bruises fade, the scars remain as Daniellefocuses on her life now as a grown, mature adult.Although the assignment was to write on three students in EmpathicTeaching, I felt I needed to illustrate the role writing has had in my own life.Inreading about Cory and Danielle, memories of my own life came into thought as Ifound similarities among us.I was born into a classic family consisting of amother, a father, and two brothers.I thought my mother and father, like mostpeople, fell in love, got married, and were living happily ever after.As I grew intoan adult, I realized this was not true, for I began to find out the truth behind theirrelationship.When my parents were just married at twenty-one years old, myfather had an affair with a woman named Lynn.My mother then became preg-nant with my brother, and my father ended his relationship with Lynn.Growingup, I thought it was normal for my father to drink a six-pack of Budweiser afterwork, and then have more during dinner.My father was an alcoholic.Whetherhe knew this himself, I will never know.In his drinking, he and my mom wouldargue over different things.I found myself, like Danielle s brother, running intomy room to escape the words that flew like artillery. I remember glass breaking,and my mother telling me to have my brothers gather up a change of clothes sothat we can spend the night in a hotel.I also remember being afraid of my fatherwhen he argued with my mom because my mother and I were close to each other.When he hit her, I did not know this man my mom had married.I became afraidand distant from him, physically and emotionally, as my mom drove us to thelocal hotel.I had mixed feelings about everything as I was afraid of my father, andI was forced to take sides with my mom.I was angry at my dad for how he acted,although I did not understand it.I was angry at my mom for dragging me to a hotelas I felt embarrassed that someone at school might find out.This was something normal to me and my brothers as we sat in the car andcried with my mom because daddy was drinking again.I began to write in a diarywhen he passed away when I was fifteen.I realized I felt shame, guilt, sadness,fear, and every other emotion when he died.In those six months he fought inchemotherapy against the cancer, I spent time with Lynn, as he was now engagedto her when he and my mother divorced two years earlier.We watched him 248 Appendix Bsuffer through it as he got sick very often, and I began to really see my father forthe first time, not just the man my mom had married twenty-five years ago [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]