Behind The Mask: The Awakening

It took me years to figure out what I wanted to be when I grow up. Honestly, I still don 't know and don 't ever plan to. Mostly because I cannot imagine becoming a true adult. I’d have to do adult things like returning a sweater I didn 't like or gardening. Gardening: to spend hours upon hours toiling in fields for plants that won’t live to see spring! Or worse imagine me cooking, forbid it that I should ever enjoy cooking! Half the time I mess up boiling water and make macaroni only from a microwave. I 'm still afraid of librarians and speaking to strangers. I intend to use Mickey Mouse band-aids, color with crayons and eat Lucky Charms until the day I 'm cold in my grave. I could never be a good adult.

What do you want to be when you grow up? A question that is always asked to a young child or young adult. You never truly know until you grow up and experience life for yourself. You live your life in search of what you like or don’t like; what you believe in or don’t believe in. Growing up and finding your way is something all children experience, but what if your way of life is already planned out for you? What if you have no decision over your future? This life burden is evident throughout the novel Bless me, Ultima by Rudolfo Anaya, the main character Antonio Marez did not have the ability to search for what he wanted to do in life. Antonio

When initially asked what do you want to be when you grow up, prior to about sixteen years old, my response was an early childhood psychiatrist. I perceived a need in both the world and my personal life that there were many children in need of someone who would understand them, communicate with them, and advocate for their needs. I strongly agree that callings may arise out of a response to specific challenges or issues in our individual or collective lives, such as the call to early childhood psychology correlating with a traumatic personal childhood. Yet as A Sacred Voice is Calling, stresses your call story to a particular vocation may require a change of heart through personal conversion and transformation.

In Whitman’s poem Out From Behind This Mask, the poem starts out by talking about the passion and excitement that to many, lies just out of reach. Whitman is trying to illustrate how this ecstasy is much closer than once thought, by comparing the barrier as a curtain or a mask. The wonders that lie beyond this mask range from “passionate teeming plays” to “the glaze of God’s serenest, purest sky.” To Whitman, the possibilities are endless. In the first line, “Out from behind this bending, rough-cut mask”, Walt Whitman establishes that this poem has a personalized message for each reader with the “rough-cut mask” symbolizing everyone’s outside appearance (or face). The third and

The film Awakenings is a true story based on a neurologist’s work in the Bronx during the 1960s. Dr. Malcolm Sayer is hired at a psychiatric hospital as a clinical physician and finds that the hospital contains patients in a catatonic state. Having only a research background, Sayer is unsure about taking the job at first. While spending time with patients and conducting research, he discovers that some of the catatonic patients respond to certain stimuli. Also while doing so he notices that some of the patients are linked to having encephalitis in the 1920s and 1930s. Most of the patients’ state is like that of Parkinson’s disease - a disorder of the nervous system that affects movement and causes tremors. Wanting to treat the disease, Sayer

“Abruptly the poker of memory stirs the ashes of recollection and uncovers a forgotten ember, still smoldering down there, still glowing, still red as red.” -- William Manchester

To summarize how the theme of truth works in this particular chapter is by eventually seeing the world for its trueself. It’s easy to pretend the world is all good and that nothing can go wrong, but some moments can make us see that it’s bad just as it is good. The “wind” that allows us to see this could be something small as in getting a ticket for speeding, we don’t like it, but it happens and we can still go throughout the day with the veil remaining fully upon our faces. To lift the veil ourselves is to learn the truth in a drastic, but eye-opening way. It’s growing up and realizing bad things do happen to good people, but we can not let that stop us from living our life fully, but use it as a lesson to step back and think what we can do

How many times have you been asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” I have always wanted to become an artist, a game designer, or a story writer. I do not just want be an artist, I want to be experienced among other things. I taught myself how to draw and create stories of my own. Creating stories of my own is hard to do, because there are so many things you

“Look, you matter to me. Everything will be fine. If you aren’t comfortable, by all means-”

I am a business major taking this course, in part, to understand how gender is used in marketing, and how organizations can manipulate the fluidity of gender to control purchasing decisions. I feel that a business perspective is not used often when discussing the sociology of gender and so I will use this opportunity to draw upon my business education and hopefully provide a unique perspective to the issue of gendered experiences. My observation will look at how shopping has become an increasingly gendered experience, forcing individuals to conform to normative expectations and even contributing to gender expectations becoming internalized in society. To start, we must recognize that gender is a social construct that assigns roles to women

What do I hide behind a veil? I usually hide thing I do not want to tell my grandparents or parents behind the veil; for example, when I get an ignoble grade in school. They tell me to watch expurgate movies, but I never do. Sometimes my grandparents ask why my brother and I are acting odium or have a dissension towards each other; however, we do not tell them the reason. When I was little, I would dissipate the cookie jar and when asked, I would act disavowed or as if, I did not know anything about it. I have had some bad day that I acted acrimonious and did not fill like telling them the reason why. When I impugn and realize I am wrong, I chose not to admit it. When I use to play peewee football, I was the first string running back, but

As a pre-teen I would wonder what type of career, I would have. When I was younger I, would always assume what I would want to be when I'm older. Some of my “dream goals” would include being a teacher, firefighter, social worker, and a mental therapist. As I was growing up I, wanted to have one specific goal, to be a banker. That goal drifted away after I decided that banking wasn’t something I wanted to do. Then over the summer of two-thousand fifteen I got an idea what I wanted to be. I finally told myself I could be successful in this specific thing.

As a child, I aspired to be a fashion designer, and attend F.I.T in NYC. I spent hours each day lying on my floor with my crayons drawing dresses. My teachers, however, told us that we would become the workers of the world, the backbone that allowed the nation to succeed. They told me I might want to do something more practical. That little girl inundated with doubt, became a teenager, skeptical of what she could be in the world.

I have wrote all my life. Poems, lists, ideas, everything really. I was a very nervous child and I stuttered and tripped over my tongue constantly however put a pen in my hand and I can communicate smoothly, eloquently, and get my point across in a clean concise manner. The ironic part is that I was born left-handed with a step

When we move on to writing,it was a weird experienced for me.In kindergarten i had a black and white journal i always would love to write it and decorate with a lot of colors and scribbles.I could now express myself not only through reading but writing.I can now write