raisin in the sun ☼

I think the play, A Raisin in the Sun by Lorraine Hansberry, is pretty interesting. The problems between the family are pretty intense. I wouldn't think a family would have problems over so many things. Such as Walter wanting to keep all of Mama's money for himself or life being bad enough that Ruth has to get an abortion bcause they can't support another child. The character I can really relate myself to would have to Beneatha. Beneatha is an independent woman and isn't ashamed of her culture. I think culture is the most beautiful thing one can have and be proud. Just the same way Beneatha dislikes people who are ashamed of their culture or people who try and be something they are not, I do too. You shouldn't have to hide where you came from, you should be proud of your roots. Beneatha is an independent woman and I wish that when I am older I can be the same way. I don't want to have to depend on someone whenever I need something.

True Friends

During lunch, there's people that have 2 tables full of friends. I, on the other hand, have 2 people with whom I hang out with. Honestly I don't care at all. I love those two people and I wouldn't trade them for 2 or 3 tables full of friends. I'd rather have 2 true friends than 9 fake friends. We're always laughing super loud during lunch and people may look at us weird but we don't care. We know they envy us because we can be ourselves and not care about people's weird looks. Also because we're cooler, haha. It sucks that my other close friend, my best friend, lives in a different city. Her name is Dora Coronado and she loves me no matter how silly I can be. I can be myself 110% of the time I am with her. I dislike that I can't see her daily but at least when we visit eachother not a second is wasted. I  have known her since we were 7 but she moved a few years after to a different school. After moving to a different school, she moved to a different city and I never heard from her again. Well that is until last year. One of my friends would tell me stories about her and a girl named Dora until one day she showed me a picture of this Dora girl. Once I saw her I thought to myself: "I know her! but from where?" I started looking through old pictures and recognized her. I started talking to her and asked her if she remembered me but she didn't, until I showed her the picture. Since that day we became best friends and it will continue that way for the rest of our lives. How I love my friends.<3

Parents.

When we are young, we tend not appreciate our parents as we should. Since I lived with my mom, I didn't get much of a chance to appreciate my dad as I should have. I could have called him more often or visited but I wanted to be with friends. Now my dad is gone and how I wish I could go back in time and change it. I could have told him I loved him more. I could have watched more of those old black and white movies he loved. He would embarrass me a lot but now it doesn't matter, I wish he could embarrass me once more because at least I could be with him. My dad was a selfless and loving father who didn't deserve to be killed. He left too early. No, he didn't leave, they took him from us. I know he wouldn't have left if it was up to him because he loves us. I know he stayed strong for us while he was in the hospital though. He left without a good-bye, but that's okay because I know he's in heaven waiting for the day we will be together again and we will be inseparable. I love you and miss you daddy.