Journal 78: Risk for a Reason

      Most people is scare of death, no matter how brave they pretended to be and whatever they said before, when facing the moment of life and death. Most people chose life of its own over the life of perhaps many others.

    The story that I know of people risking their life to save others is that a group of terrorists had taking over the plan but the passengers over powers the terrorists. They, having no idea of how to drive an air plan, decides to sacrifice their life to crash into a forest instead of landing on the city, as the terrorist had previously planed. So they had risks their own live (it is still a risk because they don’t know for sure that they are going to die, the percentage is just pretty high) to save the lives of millions.

    Some people look out for other people’s live over their own because they have more empathy or they just value the lives of others over their own. I admire the courage of risking your own life to safe other people. Now, safe and sound in my chair, I would say I chose to safe other people’s life if I had a chance. However I don’t know for sure when I actually face the situation, I really do hope I make the right decision and I would not regret that.

Journal 77: Why Take Risks?

      Krakauer said that those climbers know very well that they are doing a dangerous activity but it they took it anyways. Most climbers tries to get to the top no matter what, especially when they are very close to the top of the world, it is almost impossible for the leader to turn the climber around. One of the climber who had one of his eyes almost blind, think he could get on with the short rope and decides to hide his condition from the leader so he wouldn’t have to go back.

      People always take risks, it makes or normal, non-exciting more interesting. When a person is breaking the rule, he or she is taking the risk of being caught to reach the goal, and sometimes the risk taker enjoys the nervousness comes with the risk taking. If a student decides to cheat on a test, he is taking the risk of being caught to reach the goal of getting better grades, which is something all students desire. If someone happens to tigers a fight with a bough guy, he is taking the risk of getting beat up to maybe proves himself or gain attention. I could easily understand the reason people take risks, the excitement and nervousness comes with it sometimes is more attractive than reaching the original goal. 

Journal 76: Participation

   The job of the journalist is to first witness an event, observe it, and write honestly about what happened then report it to the public. Although the news report now a days, at least in Taiwan, is not very reliable, what the journalist suppose to do does not change.

    When a journalist need to write about a event that he or she is the participant, it might be hard for them to write about the event without any bias, or personal judgment. It might be also hard to write clearly about the details because, as a participant, it is hard to notice small details. An observer and a participant are both at the place when the event happened but the observer does not involve in the event. It is generally more reliable if the event is reported by a observer because observer notice more details, less likely to exaggerate the event and more likely to report the event without bias.

     It is hard to be in a event such as a disaster without being emotional involved, if someone wants to do that, I guess they have to feel very detach from the whole event even as it if happening.

     I think a professional journalist should be able to report the event as a observer even if himself is a participant.     

Journal 75: Humor’s Role

   In the story, Patricia was copying Sister Rita’s voice in a funny way. So Frankie laughed at it. In a sad story, humor played a role of hope. I think humor is very important, especially in a sad story, because when the characters still jokes around and find things to laugh at, it seems like there are still hope for the situation to be better. If a story is too sad and without any humor or the author repeatedly used the same kind of humor, the story gets boring and readers don’t want to keep reading anymore. For example, the “Series or unfortunate events, ” starts off pretty interesting but the story drags on for too long and as you think of it couldn’t get worst, it some how gets even worst. So there are no hope nor humor on the way to help the readers get through the story and therefore readers stop reading it. The word catharsis means “the purging of the emotions or relieving of emotional tensions, especially through certain kinds of art, as tragedy or music.” I think this relates to having humor in the story because in a sad story the humor relieves the emotional tensions.

Journal 74: Sick

       I had played in the hospital before because my dad is a doctor in the emergency room. When I was young, I felt like it is a very fun place to be in because it is a totally different world to me. Everything is so serious and it is such a busy place to be in. Even having the nurses telling me not to go in somewhere is fun. As I grown up, I start to not like the place as much because of the smell, and the whole feeling of sick people around you.

   I was delivering dinner to my beloved father. I stopped and take a big breath before going into the glass door. I don’t like that smell, mixture of countless chemicals and breaths of many sicknesses. I walk as fast as I can into the white world. The sound, how can I forget about the sound! I start to sing to myself. The men beside me had his hand held high, I over heard that his hand had been smash by a machine. A nurse closed up the curtains in front of me, but I still saw it before the bluish-green block my view. It’s blood! The poor patient’s arms and legs are full of pus and blood. I drop the dinner box on my dad’s table and rush right out before he say hi to me. I swear again, as always, not to go back again. 

Journal 73: Happy or Sad

        Our strongest emotions are usually form by sad events. At least, it is the first thing that pup up when we want to re-tell something that happened in our childhood. I think it is because, for most people, people remember it when it is painful and know not to do it the next time.  

   One thing that I remembered in detail from my childhood is when I discover there are red water fountains in the world. That after-noon, my dad was at work and my mom is on the phone talking about world events. My brother and I were at the room next to my mom and we were playing toys. Some how, we get into a fight over toys. My brother, who is a year and half older than I am and obviously stronger than me, pouched me on the stomach and at the chest. I was wearing my favorite yellow jacket and I saw blood coming from my mouth; the bright red from fresh blood contrast with the yellow jacket. I still remember that I wasn’t crying because of the pain, in fact, I didn’t felt anything at the moment. I was crying out of shock of what happened to me and I am scared that my jacked is getting dirty. My brother then left the room, slap the door right at my face, and I don’t have the energy to walk to an other room to get my mom, so I went on crying.

    This is what always pop into my mind whenever teacher asks me to tell a story about my childhood. I went around and told everyone how scary my brother is and he punched me until I throw up blood when I was little. I felt like I am revenge him this way. Hehe 

Journal 72: Immigrant’s Journey

       I do not consider myself as an immigrant because I never move to anywhere, the American culture basically move to me. So the school itself is an immigrant, not me. I think the biggest difference between my experience and Jhumpa Lahiri’s is that her original society and the one that she had to get use to is very different. For me, I just put on one mask when I get to school. For Jhumpa Lahiri, she had to prepare two masks for both when she went out and be with her family. The fact that we both had to live under bi-culture environment was the same, but other than that, I think the two situation were pretty different because the two backgrounds were swapped.   

       Since we are not in the same situation, her quotation does not apply to my life at all. However I do think the quote makes since and I would agree with that quote. No matter how rewarding the experience is, the immigrant based everything off departure. For whatever reason the immigrant leaves, they are making the next generation a better point to start with. All the bitters the first generation immigrant face will end up as advantage for the second generation.

Journal 71: Two Lives

    To me, the Chinese background have larger influence on me; after all, I was born and raise in a Taiwanese family. Compare to my peers, my family is rather traditional. Going to an American school is probably one of the most surprising decision in my life. It is unplanned and I am still in a Taiwanese environment. The American culture might have a greater influence on me if I were in a American environment but that is not the case.

      As a Taiwanese, I was taught to respect the elder no matter what they say or do. Obey, is the word that curve in our bones and asking questions could be consider as a disrespectful thing. When I entre the American system, things are a lot different to me. Elders are more than please to see me asking questions. Obey is no longer the golden word, its replace by independent and speak out for your self.

     If I were ever a writer I think my style would be influence by the American culture that gives me a rather casual style. That is because I learn how to write essays in the American system. However, if I were to write in Chinese, my style would be very different because I read a lot of Chinese novels and making up stories in Chinese were my best part of academic.   

Journal 70: My Style

     My style, I actually had thought deeply about my style before. I once tried to make myself more stylish but it kind of fail because the cloth doesn’t look that good on me and I feel uncomfortable. I think generally I am an easy going person, doesn’t mean that I don’t have my own opinion but I don’t need others to follow my opinion and is willing to change my mind if other people have better ideas. I walk, rather fast? Compare to people in my group, I do think I walk pretty fast. Maybe it’s because I don’t like to be late, but yet, I still wait for others in my group because it is nice.

    My dressing sort of reflect my personality, often it is just jeans, and some t-shirt. Just because I usually pick my cloth before I go to bed, doesn’t means I spend a lot of time on it. I like to be in the thing that are comfortable than be in the stylish cloth. I had asked people about what my dressing style is. They all said it is very casual and rather sportive. I don’t like giving people the first impression that I am a sportive person. there is no because, I just don’t like that feeling. 

Journal 69: Magic Pictures

      In the second picture, where three kids are riding on a fish, the size of the fish is endogenously big compare to other things in the picture. The  children are not suppose to able to ride on a gold fish and the gold fish is not suppose to be bigger than it’s container. Which seems like to be the bucket that’s under the fish. The fish appears to the kids as a very usual thing. the kids are riding on the fish as if they are riding on a house. There is even a rope that holds from the fish’s mouth to the child’s hands. The children does not have an expression of surprise, disbelief or any other physical expression that allows the reader to think it is a special thing or any how unexpected. This is magic realism, unusual things appear in everyday life and people seem to be not surprise of it. The surrounding creates a feeling that the fish and children are very normal. They are beside a old wall with a brume beside it. There are no painting on the wall or anything that shows modernization. The reader might miss it and thought it is a very normal thing if not paying attention. 

Journal 68: Magic Realism

      I can totally understand if people have trouble understanding magic realism because it is hard to indentify. It is similar to just friction story, supernatural things appears but it is not the same. Magic realism is very unusual things that appear in normal life and people take it for granted or does not think it is weird. For inexperience readers, they will have a hard time just to understand the text and finding deeper message to the story would be even harder. Young readers usually like things to be handed to them so they don’t have to think. The author of magic realism makes people felt weird because the attitude characters have toward the “magic.” It would also be hard to new readers to distinguish between friction and magic realism.

       I don’t think I have a hard time with magic realism because it is quite easy once you get the concept, same with any other thing in life. I am a person that reads for entertainment so I think it might help on understanding the concept. Some people might have a hard time with magic realism because they don’t really know what is magic realism. That happened to me when I first encounter magic realism too. 

Journal 67: A Miracle

      A miracle is when something supernatural happens and we cannot explain it. It usually apply to good things instead of bad ones. Or if something that seems impossible or very hard to be done is finished, we call that a miracle too. For example, if an old man that have serious cancer magically recovers, we will call it a miracle.  A miracle is different from something that is simply fortunate, or unusual because a miracle contains an element of holiness that the other two don’t. If I win a lottery, that is unexpected, unusual and fortunate but it is not a miracle because it does not contain a element of holiness. Miracle seems to be perform by god, so it has to be something that would help the essence of life or good things that god would do. Just simply winning a lottery is not a miracle, but if I need 1 million to save someone’s life then wins the lottery. It is a miracle.

         I don’t think I have ever witness a miracle, not that I can remember of. If this example counts, I am witnessing a miracle right now. I find out that I have Shingles I think it is a miracle it does not hurt as much like it normally does if get Shingles. And it would be a miracle that I am almost recover from it already. Shingles usually took 2 weeks to a month to recover but it only took me one week. I think it is a miracle.

Journal 66: Something Unexpected

        In movies, characters usually react quickly to the supernatural events. They are always welling to face the supernatural ‘stuff’ and almost always, some how, wins or solve the problem. This does not happen in real life, most people are shocked, or petrified, when they face supernatural events. They are unable to react to the situation even after recovering from the shock. The decision that they made to deal with the situation are mostly silly, such as running away, use the nearest thing to attack it (in their heart they know it is not going to work). Most importantly, the problem is not always solved and we don’t always win.

      When I face any kind of similar situation that I feel like I am facing this form of unusual event. I refuse to face it and run on my bed if I were at home, or run to the nearest safe place.

      I HATE ghost stories because I do believe in ghosts so I can’t tell myself that it is unreal after hearing the story because to me it is real. So I get scared and think everything around me is trying to attack me or I get really scared of dark and I will go to bathroom 10 times before I get on bed to make sure I don’t have to go in the middle of night. Therefore I have decided long ago that I am not going to scare myself with those kind of stories. I don’t face anything bizarre after making this decision. I think I is because most of times when I get scared, nothing actually happened and I was just apply my fear to explainable situation.  

Journal 65: Proving One’s Self

         In the modern society, we usually don’t have the rite of passage like natives do. Such as killing the monkey that you are grow up with, or have to live in the forest alone. People want to show others that they are gown up in their own ways because they do not want to be treated like a child anymore. When they are trying to prove themselves, they usually want to show someone that they are different and want gain attention. In this kind of situation, the decision made are usually foolish or at least it not the normal decision that the person would made. This kind of decision often leads to life changing effect, in both good and bad ways.

        For me, I couldn’t think of a situation that I am trying to prove to myself. I might had try to prove to others but it was never the situation that I know it and was working toward the goal because of other’s views. I had done series of things that are consider quit dangerous and things that normal kids at the same age might not do. Such as living off to the states without parents 3 times in a role, each last at least 4 months when I was in 5^th grade. However I don’t think I was trying to prove to anyone, I might be working towards a goal and encourage myself but its not for a transition stage for me. not as how I feel it. 

Journal 64: Rites of Passage

       As a female, we go through many rights of passages, just physically. There is when the period comes, when we have a baby, gives birth, then when the period stops and we goes through the transition stage, then last but not least we die. Ever girl would have to go through the same process, there are some that skip to the final stage before others do but this is the general process.

      For me, I think getting your own job and for the first time earning your own money is a very big thing. I think it marks the time when you went from depending on your parents to more independent stage. Although most people’s first job’s salary is very low and there is no possible way that you are going to live on your own on the first salary, you have taken the first step out to the real world. I had taken my first summer job during the summer of 7^th grade turning on to 8^th grade. You might not count it as a real job because I am hire by a family friend. However that is a real job to me because I am earning money from people other than my parents, and she is paying to ME not my parents. I ride bicycle to work everyday and my job is to take care two little kids. One is 2^nd grade then other is one years old baby. The 2^nd grade girl needs to read and memorize books while I need to keep the one year old baby nice and happy. You can’t image how hard it is to keep both of them quiet, sometimes I need to change diaper for the baby while the little girl wines about why she has to do all the “works” and baby can just play.

      However I do think everything is worth it. I earn around 9000 that summer. Not much for a summer job (I don’t think I work for the whole summer anyways) but as the first job and as a illegal child to get a job. I was satisfy.

My second job comes at the summer of 8^th grade. I took two jobs at the same time. This time I work at my aunt’s tutorial class, working for two teachers at the same time. I took care of everything. I am the cleaning lady, grads all the paper, look after their homework, mini teacher when the real teacher is busy, real English teacher, guide when they have fieldtrip and create digital file for the past documents. It was hard, harsher than before. I earn around 12000 this summer.

    Some people spend all their earnings, some people save it in the bank. I don’t I save up all my earnings in my piggy bank. For one goal, I know my parents don’t have the money to provide me to school like PAS, I was going to pay for tuition feed. I end up having (on paper)   220,000 NT. However at first I gave some to my dad and told him to save in my bank. I don’t think he ever did. So when the beginning of 10^th grade, I hand in my money, I have around 62,000 cash with me and I told my dad he could use it to pay for the tuition. I don’t know what he did with it. But this is the story of my first job and how those money end up.

p.s. I think I am very weird, with at least 62,000 NT on my hand. I could have buy iphone, mac or anything else if I want them, but I hand them in. :] 
The mac i have right now is the one that my dad brought but he could not get use to it and that is why he gave it to me. We have a "deal" that i can not sleep later than 11pm, but i guess i never follow the rule. 

Journal 63: Being Tested

     In the story hunger games, the main character was put into a situation that she had to kill all other 23 people to stay alive and go back to find her little sister, which is both physically and mentally hard. It is even harsher when she and one of the guy liked each other. She under goes brief training and then was let into the fight. During the game, one of the little kid that helped the main character was killed by the enemy and the main character was very sad. Then it turns out that the people who control the game first allow two winners, which the main character and the one liked her fights to get, then they change their mind that they want to see the couple kill each other and allow only one winner.

    I cannot really relate this to my life because I have never be in this kind of situation before and hopefully never will. I might go through difficult situations in my life that I have to make decisions which could be a really big mental challenge but I don’t think I will ever go through any kind of harsh physical challenge in my life.  I chose this character because she goes through obvious challenges, both mentally and physically. Also because the movie hunger games was so good, I really recommend people to go watch it. 

Journal 62: Symbol of the House

      In the story “House Taken Over” the house represents the world. Everything seems to just happen within the house. I think the house is the world that pause at an stage of time. So you could say the house represents an past, period of time or anything else similar. I think the act of knitting symbolize how everyone lives through their life if not trying to make sparks in your life. If you are not trying to make any sparks in your life, then the time doesn’t matter to you anymore it is just day after day. You get up, get dress, go to work, comes back and the day ends again. This could be very reparative and if you don’t try to catch it, time flies through your fingertips without you ever notice. This seems like the action of knitting, it could be a meaningful activity but to the sister it is jus the way to kill time because the things she knits are, although useful, didn’t put into use. Going to school could be useful, but if you don’t take what you learn and apply into your life, although you are going to get to collage and live on, you don’t actually get anything out of it. This relates to everyone, from baby to 100 years old men. 

Journal 61: Taken Over

        I believe on that the brother and the sister are both dead. As ghosts, they repeat the same routine everyday and the time seems just froze at the moment they die. The sister is always knitting, she knits so much that I wonder what will happen to her without the needle and the thread, and the brother dust the house and watch the sister knits. They seem to isolate themselves from the rest of the world.

     When the alive people come into the house, all they can do is run away from it. Normal people wouldn’t stop living at an side of house just because they heard noise there. Or run away from their own house, into the streets with what they have on because they think this side of house is been “taking over”. Those reactions could be explained if the brother and the sister are ghosts. As ghosts, it is ok for them to be out on the streets with what they have on, it is very reasonable for them to be isolate from the rest of the world.

      As a reader, I will have to say that I am very confuse on what the author is trying to say other than scare us off. I guess that he is trying to make us think? by not reveling what has taken over the house. 

Journal 60: Symbols

         A symbol is something that have more than one layer of meanings. For example the roses symbolize love. Roses on the literal meaning is just a kind of flower but to many of us roses is the way to show love and is directly relates to valentines day. The reason rose could symbolize love is because everyone gives out roses on valentines day or when they pop the question. Red rose especially  have this layer of meaning, I think it is because when you are with the one you love, you feel red rush on your cheeks, how your heart beat just for him or her. Both of the rush and heart are red. This layer of meaning probably has been decided and well use long ago. The advertisement modern days further spread it out, the flower shop benefit a lot from this.  

        I think the symbol always occur naturally because it depends on how often people use and think of it. As the frequency increases, it becomes a symbol in people’s mind. It is not create at well because people don’t just decide something is going to be a symbol and it becomes one. An symbol’s other layer of meaning has to appear in people’s mind as they see the symbol or else it is useless.  

Journal 59: Choices

        Yes, I do think that is true that our choices revel who we truly are, far more than our abilities. Our abilities only revel how much we can do, it is our skills that help us through life. However, our choices determines our future and who we are. I had made a choice that I want to in the American system and this greatly change my life and future. This revels that I am welling to take challenge, welcomes changes and holds on to the chance when it comes. I wanted a change, I don’t want to be in the Taiwan system where people memorize facts instead of actually understand them. I dare to challenge the rules set by high rank officials and take my action to show it. Even though I was only 12 then, I do think and thank myself for making this choice. I may look back and thought of what may happen if my choice was different but, again, I don’t regret my decision.

       An other reason for my choice was that I made a promise to my friends in American that I would come back one day. I said I was going to U.S. for college and we will meet again one day. I think my this also shows that I am keeping my promise.  

Journal 58: Free Write

      We are free to write everything we wanted today. I am going to talk about the English class we had. It is one of the most fun one because all we do is chat all class long. We went from dramas that happened between us to how our parents react when it comes to boys.

     One thing I didn’t really say is that I suddenly start thinking about how I am not even in the consideration. So I am out of the whole thing, well, that is probably something I should be glad about. However it just made me sad to think about the fact that I am not in the consideration. “Whatever,” I kept on telling myself. The feeling didn’t just go away like I asked it to do.

      I don’t know, it feels like I am easily angered these few days, maybe because I am barely getting any sleep. I had a super busy weekend with really tight schedule that allows me just enough time to get from one activity to another. I slap at 2 yesterday to finish my English extra credits, I don’t know why I feel like I have to finish it yesterday because the dead line is Friday. In fact, I don’t even aim to start and finish it yesterday, I just don’t feel like to stop.  

      I know I am talking non since over here, just went from on topic to another without any logic. It is kind of like how I talk to Necky, my poor friend that I haven’t talk to for years. It is still different because I take this as writing journal and doing homework, I never thought you as a friend. It feels weird just now that I am saying “you” and also you will be look at, unlike Necky. My dearest, best friend ever.  

Journal 57: Sea Fever

      I do understand the feeling the poet had for the sea better than what I used to before I read the poem. However I still don’t really understand how people could be so obsesses about the life on sea and I don’t think I will ever understand unless I have spend some time on the sea myself.

    For me, there is probably one thing that I have “fever” about, that it MAYDAY!!!! Oh god, I love them, in fact, I love him. Aishin (阿信), he is so talented! He could sing, write most of the song he sang, and he could even play guitar. Most important of all, HE IS SO FREAKING HANDSOME!!!!!! It made me happy just to think about him, it is probably a bad idea to talk about what I am obsesses with in class because all I had in mind was him and it become impossible for me to focus. The Mayday’s songs are all really inspiring and I really love Aishin’s voice. In fact, I had just stand 5 hours in a concert just to see him. I finally saw him after 5 hours of standing, I was so close that I can see his face. Never was I so close to any star at any time, so lucky that the fist time I am so close to any star, it was Aishin. YAYEE!!

Journal 56: Public Speaking

    There are people that do like to go on stage than others but I do believe that everyone have stage fright. There are a lot of example that the talkative ones are very quit and shy on the stage. This is a perfect example of how people are afraid to go on stage even if they’re used to talk with others. Being on stage is a nervous thing because everyone’s attention is on you, and what ever you do is being exam with a magnifying glass. Even if it is just a small mistake, people might talk about it for weeks and you will lose all your reputations. So the tension increase with the number of audiences there are, talking in front of the school could be a very frightening thing.

    For me, it is a lot easier to talk in normal way then poems because I feel more comfortable talking in the way I talk to my friends. I can pretend all the audience are not that and I am just talking to my friend, which improve my performance. If there are enough audience that I can’t see particular anyone’s face and I don’t know the audience, I feel less nervous too.  

Journal 55: The Inspiration of Sounds

     Sounds themselves are very specials waves because there is always something behind the sound. The sound of mom humming reminds us of our childhood which relates to the feeling of safe and those stress-less times. The sound of my last ring tone brings up all my memories with my ex-boy friend. Sounds are never just sounds because something cause the sound to appear and that something could be meaningful.

    One very big thing about sounds is songs, they are everywhere, with the history farther than those human had recorded and more symbolic, meaningful than any other things on the Earth. I am not going to talk about the meanings behind songs because that will take forever and it is too easy. I am here to just talk about sounds.

     Some sound that are painful to me is the content dentist machine sound. I used to be afraid to go to dentist like any other child so even now, it still makes me feel painful to hear the noise. One very pleasant sound is the sound of the water, it is the sound that I will never be tire of, the sound that is pleasant themselves with very pleasant associations. The sound of the water represent nature which is very beautiful itself and farther pleasing with all the wonderful memories about nature. An other thing that makes the sound of the water so pleasing is it represents cooking which leads me to think of food that makes me very happy.

Journal 54: Travel

           When traveling, the number one thing people concern about, other than the money that they have to pay, is the safety of the trip. People now a days usually don’t worry about the safety of the trip any more, instead we worry more about the comfort because we trust the transportation a lot more then what people used to. Some other concerns that may occur are, that they forget anything on the way or things being stolen or for those who don’t know directions very well, to get lost. Another big thing in traveling is to be on time, or else you will have to re-buy the ticket and there might not be spots on the transportation.

         I usually don’t worry about being lost in the station because I am okey with directions, I can read and I am not afraid of ask for help. As long as you are able to ask for help, you’re never going to be lost. I guess I am a person that usually don’t worry too much cause I am not concern of forget things or things being stolen either because I can always buy things on the way and I will count as they need it more than I do when things are stolen. The only thing I am more concern about is the safety of the trip. You might wonder why, such a non-concern people like me, would worry about the things people least worry about. It is because that I often need to get home late, by bus or by taxi. As a 15 years old girl, I think it would be weird if I am not worry about my own safety, taking a taxi alone 10 at night. Everything else like the plan or train, I just enjoy the trip and solemn worry about anything. 

Journal 53: Write a Sonnet

It who accompany: 


Can't we just be ourselves? 
Pressure from all six directions
Human, don't know but are slaves 
Locked inside the expectations 
Struggle under eyes of other
Curve here, thin there, sexy this, brawny that
Knowing the best pays with bitter 
What a showy, popular but fancy act
Perform so hard, shines and claps 
Line between, actor and act faint 
Act beyond actor, mock him and...slaps  
Contempt he who cover with paint
Who ever fears to show shall be ashamed
It who accompany shall not be blame 

Journal 52: Respond to Shakespeare

Dear William,

         I am so glad to hear those words. I must have been very lucky to have the word’s greatest poet to write for me. It feels like heaven to own poems like this. Knowing someone thinks I am fairer than summer day is such a wonderful thing, but I am floating in the sky to know you are the one who think so. Oh how I dare not to wish such thing. My fairness is going to last as long as men lives and literate because you, Shakespeare, wrote it down. Thank you, it is the best birthday gift ever, far beyond my expectation.

      Although it is great to know what you think, I think I will barely be seen, standing beside the summer day. Sweet and soft it is, not like me, who is full of week points. Please not over exenterate things that aren’t true. We both know you lost the dare. Do not make the sonnet so fine like this, I will actually believe it and think it is true. Thank you still for you had just made the best birthday I ever had and ever will have.

Wish you for the best,

Me

p.s. remember not to take dares so seriously next time