I have had many possessions precious to me, but non-mount to the only thing that I have had since I was born, my baby blanket. The blanket has gone through life with me, been with me through it all. This blanket is my childhood; it means the most to me and it is the memories I couldn’t bear to hold. Though it’s a torn up piece of fabric, I could never let it
For instance, the narrator explains every time she visits her mother she owns less and gradually only has a small amount of stuff left over. The narrator addresses the few things remaining are the ones given to her by her children. The mother implies letting go of tangible things and holding on harder to remember the important people is more precious. The remarkable idea of recycling everything and feeling no regret is unforgettable. Many people value material possession rather than well-being and actualized lives.
The picture book being analysed is ‘My Two Blankets’ by Irena Kobald and Freya Blackwood. This book was awarded the ‘children’s book council of Australia’ Picture Book of the year for 2015.
The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien, is a book of a collection of stories about what O'Brien encountered during his time in the Vietnam War. In many of the stories they, talk about things they had and good things that they want back. One of the stories that I connected closely to was “Stocking”. “No sweat, the magic doesn't go away” (112). In the end, they carry on with the memories of something good or major to them, but all good things must come to an end, at least that's what i’ve been told. Similar to an experience I had not too long ago, I had a best friend from kindergarten, then the relationship went south when we got older. But the fact that we had so many good times together when we were younger is something that won't be forgotten or hated.
Blankets is about growing up, about using your teenage years to make sense of the world and decide who you want to be. It might be counter-intuitive, then, to say the adults in the book are important: this is supposed to be Craig’s story. But as we grow up, the people who most influence us are the adults in our lives. They give us advice and they become the role models that we either accept or reject. As a teenager, Craig feels absolutely confused about whom to become, and it’s worth noting that much of that confusion comes from the adults in his life.
My artifact is brown and black with almost 2 decades’ worth of memories; this object is my stuffed Rottweiler named Max. This artifact, although motionless with four legs, has walked to the moon and back with me as a child full of imagination. This artifact stores the most precious memories and has been with me at every step in my life. Max is very meaningful to me because we have shared many memories, from birth until now. My stuffed animal has been with me through every ups and downs in life, every change that has ever occurred to me, has been a part my past and present; and represents my future.
Richard Rogers’ song “Favorite Things” talks about how the narrator’s favorite things make them feel better when times aren’t the best. People often have a memento from childhood that they keep throughout their life, such as a stuffed animal or a tea set. These possessions represent a memory or event from one’s life -whether it be from early on or from later in life- which in turn remind them of the feelings from the times they received it. These tokens from their early life often mean the world to them, and this is an accurate description of how I feel about my “Blankie.” My blanket is a source of comfort, every small imperfection has a memory behind it, and these impressions make the blanket unique to my life and my experiences. While most of the details that reside on my blanket are small and often remain unnoticed, each one makes it more important to me.
Do you have an item that you have embraced since young? I am sure we all sure do. Yours could be a fluffy toy animal, a "blankie", or a memorable toy. As for Kathy, this previous possession is none other than her Judy Bridgewater "Songs After Dark" cassette tape. She adores this tape perhaps more than anything else in the entire book, including Tommy (or maybe not).
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Dad’s night table is empty, well just the first drawer, I always wonder what is he waiting to put on it. The second drawer has his two favorites pajamas and his lucky socks, inside of the left sock, it’s the most precious memorable bracelet that his dad was in his days of fame, long hours helping God’s garden. In the saddest days, I grab that bracelet and shake it so I can go back the past where happy memories live now.
“Don’t judge a book by it’s cover.” I had my blanket since I was a baby. When I was a baby I couldn’t sleep without it. It’s torn but I still sleep with it. It is so special to me and I love it I can’t lose it ever. I would lose my mind if I ever lost it because
My memento is a blanket that I made with my grandma when I was younger. This blanket is a memento to me because it represents family along with one of my passions. Family is represented by this blanket because it was made by me and my grandma and love as well as time being put into making it. The memory of making it and it finally being finished will never fade from my mind and is more vivid just looking at the blanket. Me and my grandma made this blanket because if you know me I’m kind of obsessed with blankets but I also really enjoy playing soccer. These two things were incorporated when I got to make this blanket. Soccer is a big passion of mine and was represented in this blanket by having one side with soccer balls and the other with
A thin, blue, blanket is draped over a bed. The blanket, a size suitable for a young child, is fraying at the edges and has many holes in the middle with some of the stuffing coming out. The main image on the blanket seems to be a baby blue background with a bear, dog, and rabbit. The rabbit is holding a yellow balloon, and the bear, dog, and rabbit are featured in the corners of the blanket. Along with the baby blue fabric, there are also many blue patches, attempting to cover up any old holes. The patches have white stitching, and seem to be done by someone with minimal experience with sewing. Around the edges of the blanket are frills, and the front of the blanket has a small tag that has faded information, probably due to the age of
It was a cold December night shortly after dusk, a likely setting for an event that would prove to be life altering. As fate would have it, this would be the night that I lost the material possession that truly meant the most to me. I would lose the one thing that gave me much pride and joy and excitement. I often think back and liken us to a newlywed couple, for we had only been together for 18 months and were still very much honeymooning. It was a night, a moment, that even now scoffs and mocks me as I travel thither and yonder with her replacement. But she can never be truly replaced and to call my current fix a replacement seems like a sort of blasphemy.
I know this isn’t going to be the best writing your ever read but it’s the truth and all i’ve really got to say about it is that I chose this topic because it one of the most special things I guess you could say that I have. I’m not the type of person that had a good past mine wasn’t the worst I will say that i’m just saying that it could've been better, so I had to have something for comfort and I found that in stuffed animals. I mean yeah I act like nothing fazes me but that’s not true. A lot of stuff does and I’ll sometimes go home crying and just shut my door and cry to my stuffed animal Cupcake (that’s her name) and that is the only way I’ll be able to handle it. I know that people think it's stupid if I do that’s why I’d never tell anyone this but you . So I guess what i am trying to say is that I can not live without my stuffed animals I have over 200 of them and I am never going to get rid of them. I don’t know what I would do if I ever lost one. They are way to special and each one has a purpose and a reason to still be with me over the years. I have more than enough of them but I am still getting more and hopefully if I ever have a daughter she would understand the meaning of them and take care of them when I am gone. And I know that this isn’t 500 words but it’s the best I can do
These blankets are also getting used as special gifts to near or dear ones like friends, colleagues, family members, relatives or others.