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Friday, 24 December 2004
Christmas Eve...
Now Playing: silence
T'was the night before Christmas and all throught the house not a sound could be heard.
No laughing of children or of the kids fedding the bird.

Ah.. I'd better go to bed. It's getting to late. I'll try to finish this tomorrow.

But here's some links for you to check out if you got some time to blow:

Candy Cane Legend Christmas Card ~ AngelRays Christmas Card

Reducing your sugar intake

I'll be snowboading here next Thursday (hopefully) w/ my Uncle and cousin from FL. Should be fun! Fun in de Sun!
Sugar Mtn. Ski Resort

Posted by Tony at 12:53 AM EST
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Wednesday, 15 December 2004
English Essay: "Harriet Jacobs - Incedents in the life of a slave girl"
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Topic: English120 essays

For many people, hardship in life is something that is unavoidable. These hardships are usually an extreme drain, not only one’s physical body, but also to their mental state of mind. Constant reminders of your subhuman lot in life can make a very weakened, suppressed individual that accepts this and realizes they can do nothing to change it; or, it can make a person that much more diligent about finding a way out of their entrapment. This is the case for two very interesting people that have gone before us and chosen to document these struggles for all of us that come along behind them. Harriet Jacobs and Olaudah Equiano are the two people of which I speak.

Looking at the life of Harriet Jacobs, you initially see a slave girl that grew up thinking that she was just an extended family member in her master’s house. She realized that there was a difference between her and her mistress’ children, because of her darkened skin color. There were also different expectations upon her, than that of the master’s children, that made her wonder as to why these differences were. But it would not be until later that she truly understood the reality of the enslaving system in which she was born to. After time went by, this understanding became more and more apparent to her and the realization that she was in fact, a slave of her master. It was not until she became under the authority of Mr. Flint, that this became very clear to her. Through her experiences at his plantation, she began a thought process that was to ultimately become her liberating freedom. It is this thought of freedom that became her lifeblood for living each day and allowing her to be strong minded against Mr. Flint. I believe that it was this ability of hers to take this curse upon her life and be able to turn it into a drive and motivation to do something about it. The physical beatings and verbal harassment of her awful master would become the fuel for her future in the free world. If Mr. Flint had realized that his efforts of abusiveness and condemnation upon her would have turned on him in such a manner, he probably would not have gone through the great lengths that he did to control her every thought and action. This was in fact his undoing.

Early on in her initial conversations with Mr. Flint, she came to the understanding that her humanity, that she thought belonged to her, really was taken by her master in the attempt of making her more subject to his desires. On one of the occasions that he saw fit to invite her to his office, he asked her concerning her affection to lover of hers, "So you want to be married, do you?" After answering honestly and replying with a "yes", he asked her abruptly, "Do you love this nigger?" To which she replied with another "yes". This so infuriated him that her struck her. After recovering from the shock she said, "Yes, sir; but your treatment drove me to it." We now are seeing that no matter the punishment he brings upon her, all it did for her was drive her passion to be free of this enslaved mindset of the south. To recharge her desire to not only get out this bondage herself, but I think even more so, for that of all her "brothers" and "sisters" of whose race she was apart of.

Later in her stay at this plantation, a sequence of events happened that further aided her desire to change the "status quo" of southern plantation owners and there use of slaves as a way of cheap labor. It was on an afternoon after she had given birth to her second child that Mr. Flint paid her a visit. He questioned her concerning having been visited by a man wishing to purchase her, "So it seems you are trying to get up another intrigue. Your new paramour came to me, and offered to buy you; but you may be assured there lives no human being that can take you out of your slavery." After saying this he became enflamed at her and, knowing that he could not get away with killing her, grabbed up her oldest son and threw him across the room. This was one of the worst outrages against her and this time had harmed her little boy as his way of venting his anger. These, along with all the other numerous accounts of hostility and violence against her, are all events in her life that determined for her that change must be made. She would do everything in her power to make sure that did not allow her children to be brought up in this cruel, inhuman lifestyle that she grew up in.

It is interesting that all theses sort of things can take place in what is often called the "Southern bliss" way of life. "It’s all in the southern charm," they would say concerning the way things were done back then. Although it’s true that there were slaves that did not live as badly as Harriet Jacobs’ slave narrative depicts, many a slave did endure similar hardships.

Just as Harriet Jacob endured many a hardship through her slavery, this is another that stands out in literature as one who took his hardships used them as a catalyst to better himself. This man is Olaudah Equiano(or as his close friends would have known him, Gustavus Vassa). He is a man who, and many are still debating this, chose to turn his "slavery experiences" into monetary profit. I think it would be fair to say that Mr. Olaudah did not have the same slave experience, as did Mrs. Jacobs. His was more of a so-called prisoner of war that of being born into a local slave culture and grow up with those of his same ethnic background. Whether it is true that he was born in Africa or not, is to me not as important as what he did to better himself because of it. In his dedication at the beginning of the entire narrative, he states the following:

"Permit me, with the greatest deference and respect, to lay at your feet the following genuine narrative; the chief design of which is to excite in your august assemblies a sense of compassion for the miseries which the Slave-Trade has entailed on my unfortunate countrymen."

His desire, whether pure or not, to share this untold story of the "Slave-Trade" system, shows his desire to cause some type of reform and persuade people to think about these issues in a way that would enlighten those not aware of these happenings.

Due to the debate over how much of his "Slave-Trade" narratives are accurate or not, I find myself focusing rather on the belief that extends beyond those issues. That no matter what your circumstance, be it that one is born into slavery, or traded into slavery, if that person is determined to come out the other side a better person because of it, then the hardships were not in vain. By him taking all his experiences of traveling around much of the seas and of his dealings in the different war conflicts between French and the Indians, and sharing it with other readers through the means of documenting it in a book, then we’re the better off for it.



Dover Publications - Book cover & review

Posted by Tony at 11:52 PM EST
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Wednesday, 24 November 2004
Time for bed ZZZzzzzzz......
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Topic: reflective
It's now time to go to bed and say good night to yet another day. No remorse is in my heart for the events of the day. But then again, I worked most of it, so there's not a whole lot of mental reflection taking place. A day at work is like a gap of time that eludes me as I think back upon it. One that was neither too hard or laborious nor so exciting that I can't stop thinking about it... (but now that I am writing this entry, the events of the day are coming back to me and I realize that it was a very unique day with many interesting points). Perhaps this is why it is good for me to start all this writing stuff again. Because it tends to make me more reflective of the day's events. I feel as though, by the act of writing it, I'm allowed to formulate things clearer in my mind. Usually after finishing an entry, I'll feel a bit of closure come to those thoughts. A sense of completion and freeing of the soul comes over me as I do this most formidable act.

ok, enough of all the intellectualism. I'm really looking forward to our first good snow fall though. As of yet, we haven't had even a good dusting. My plans are to head up to "The Mountain" (aka, Sugarloaf/USA) as soon as we get that wonderful blanket of white from 'ol mother nature(umm, sorry. From God that is), and get out there and shred some of that soft powder! I have yet to ride down through fresh snow that is deep enough for me not to be aware of the icy bottom below. I can't wait for the blessed day. Well, perhaps I can wait for it, but... I'd rather not. My impatience gets the best of me at times. Until then, I'll just have to keep my wits about me and try to stay focused on what is before me, i.e. my studies. It's something that I'm continually learning the art of(and will probably never perfect until I've run out of time). Oh, well, such is life, and I will do my best to enjoy every bit of it!

I shall close with a quote and then head to bed and get some much needed sleep;


"Things that are worth waiting for are usually things we aren't patient enough to wait for, and things we are patient enough to wait for, often are gone by the time we get there". ... (i have no clue what that means)

Good night,
ZZZZzzzzzzz.........

Posted by Tony at 12:01 AM EST
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Monday, 22 November 2004
Interal thoughts
Now Playing: RadioU.com - live stream
Why is it that the things that you want to become good at, take so much time and energy just so that you can say your half-way proficient at it. For example, snowboarding. I really would like some day to be able to say that I could do the half pipe really good... or, perhaps be able to get some serious air and be able to land it smoothly. Then there's web design and development. For both of these, the challenges will go forever as there is always new art forms evolving and better algorithms for better time efficiency. If I really stop and let it sink in just how long these paths will take to finish, it kinda gets me discouraged.

Why can't I be more focused on the things that are before me instead of always thinking about distant realities. Things that I may be able to accomplish one day but, in reality will not be able to do all of them well. It's like a never ending cycle. How do I know which endeavor that I should concentrate all my time into. When will I finally realize that I CAN'T DO IT ALL!!!

Perhaps I should take some time to think about this and come to some conclusion. I won't be able to make perfect sense of it all, but then again, was I ever ask to?

Posted by Tony at 10:16 PM EST
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My second entry... with many more to come!
Now Playing: nothing... but that all changes as soon as I get back in my car :)
Just browsing the web at the local library. Was doing my usual looking at 6 or 7 different things at once all in different browsers. While I was here though, I did check out some photography books so that maybe someday I can good at this photography stuff. It would be nice to think that I could actually make some money with this hobbie of mine so that It could "kill two birds with one stone"; the first bird being my enjoyment of this art form and the other is that I could pay the bills at the same time(ah, wouldn't that be nice).

Well as usual, time is not controlled by me and I must beckon to it's hearkening. My hopes is that I'll be able to make more entries in the future. It really helps my writing skills to do this and it wouldn't hurt with my English papers that I'm having to write this semester.

Peace out!

Posted by Tony at 2:48 PM EST
Updated: Tuesday, 23 November 2004 9:54 PM EST
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Tuesday, 9 November 2004
Procrastination
Mood:  rushed
I just had to test out this blog real quick like. Even though I'm about to run out the door to work and typing this will probably make me late.... :(

ta, ta, for now,

bigT

Posted by Tony at 8:04 AM EST
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