The Boy Who Called God She, the Big Question

April 29, 2008 at 4:39 pm · Filed under Big Question

The Boy Who Called God She/Nancy Springer/April 2008

15 pages

Derek is a teenager punk at his Christian High School. He doesn’t follow the rules and do whatever he wants with his friend Brent around campus and off. He then met a new student Julian who is a totally geek and dress totally weird from having purple hair to not wearing the correct school uniform. At class, Julian says something that nobody has ever said in school before, God (Jesus’ Father) is a woman. All of the teachers and adults at school became furious at Julian for saying god was a woman where he keeps out smarting them when they tried to prove him wrong for calling god a she. Derek later became friend with Julian after he stops bullying him and befriending him. Julian wasn’t afraid to say anything especially god. The next day, Julian didn’t come to school next day and has never been heard or seen again. Derek never forgot him and what things he says over the years has pass.

1. Could god be a woman?

God could be a woman since there hasn’t been one hundred percents accurately that god is a man. People around the world say god is a man because man rule over woman, has more powers then woman, stories about how “He” impregnate a virgin girl name Mary without having sex. Julian has the right as everybody to have his own opinion that god could be a man or a woman. The only proof that many say about god is a man is he or she says how they saw god or his massager of angels in the pasts but nothing in the modern time. People sometimes over exaggerate what they seen or heard as well lies.

“You refer to God as ‘Her,’ Julian?” And that geek Julian says “Yes” with kind of a question mark on it, like, isn’t that okay? Weltzer says, “May I ask why?” “I, uh, I just do.” The fruithead doesn’t sound real sure of himself. “But our Lord Jesus was male,” Weltzer says. “And he referred to God as his Father.” “Because it made God easy for him to talk to!” Julian lights up, dorky happy. “I, um, I suppose so …” Now Weltzer isn’t sure. Julian says, “See, that’s it. For me God’s easy to talk to if She’s a Her.

2. Should people be more open about god true nature?

People don’t know what exactly god true nature since he doesn’t do anything anymore, you could say. God have been absent lately in our modern life. Everybody in the world have different religions which have difference and how many god and goddess they believe. Julian believes his Christian God is a woman where many people believe god is a man since he was the father of Jesus. There could even be no god at all but false hope for afterlife going to heaven because they don’t want to go to hell or disappear from exists when their life is over. Another thing, could god change over time like human when people descried god having powers that no man can have such as immortal. He in the past could be a she in the present since god can do anything.

“But that was back then,” he says. Weltzer say, all preacherish and really get into it, “But Jesus is still here for us today! Christ arose from the dead. He—” “God’s alive, right?” “Yes! Exactly!” “So when you’re alive, you grow, you change? Like it was Yahweh in the Old Testament and in the New Testament it’s Jesus and everything’s changed? Weltzer starts to turn colors. … He says between his teeth, “But then Jesus said his ministry was conclusive. He said, I am the Way—” “But if God is alive, She can change her mine anytime She wants, can’t She?” … Weltzer says, edgy like a knife, “Julian, it is not consistent with Christian tradition to refer to our Lord by a female pronoun.” “But what if She’s tired of being locked in the Bible?” “Julian–” Julian says, real soft, “You don’t want to listen. When I talk to Her, She listens.”

3. Do people naturally have to believe in god?

People shouldn’t atomically believe in god without any proof since it’ll be blind fate. Having the right to believe in whatever we want makes us human being because we all have conscious that separate us from animals or a herd of sheep following its’ master. It’s our human nature to have questions we want to know especially god and their religions. Julian was doing the exactly the same thing at school when he says god is a she, over and over when he says his own opinion about god.

“I don’t think God means for us to be scared of Her,” he said. Her?? The bumps me up straight. I’m staring at this weird kid. Everybody is staring. Including the teacher. He can’t seem to think what to say. There is this awesomely total silence, like a white hole of noise at all.

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Godoy Lives, the Big Question

April 28, 2008 at 7:08 pm · Filed under Big Question

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Chango, the Big Question

April 28, 2008 at 7:07 pm · Filed under Big Question

Chango/Oscar Casares/April 24, 2008

21 pages

Bony was relaxing on his parent’s porch in the front yard when suddenly he realizes there was a bodiless monkey on the front yard. He decides to keep even those his parents were against it. His father always complains to Bony that “you should get a job already.” Bony search his hometown with his monkey’s head in a plastic bag to find out what really happen to its missing body. When his parents discover Bony still have the monkey’s head, Bony went on the run. He couldn’t keep the head anymore so he throws it in the lake before he say goodbye.

1. Should Bony or anybody else befriend a monkey’s head?

Befriending a die animal or even a piece of an animal is wrong thought my mind since you are being nice and kind to something that isn’t alive anymore and even part of them. You might go little crazy or being weird like Bony since he was creep out at first seeing the monkey’s head until he start talking to it. It’s like have an imagery friend who is a solid object that is attach to them. Some people might think you or anybody else who becomes friend to something that isn’t alive anymore is a little crazy for their taste. You’re supposed to respect them in piece then have fun with them or even sleep in the same room with them.

He wrapped his hand inside the white bag and held the head agianst the pakm tree intil he could scoop it up. When he walked into his room, Bony could see th emonkey’s black face pressed against the white plastic. Where to put the monkey was the next question. … Two leather basketballs were sitting on the recliner he didn’t use anymore. He tossed the basketball were sitting the closet and placed the monkey’s head on the recliner. The monkey look sharp, looked like a king sitting on his throne.

2. Should Bony feel pity for the bodiless monkey that has no feeling in the first place? Even letting him go?

Feeling pities to a living creature or even human is normal but when doing them to a dead one or even a piece of them is strange. Bony feeling pity to the monkey’s head kind of made sense since you are look at a face which was once alive showing expression then a hand or leg. Bony felt pitied for the monkey’s head that he couldn’t throw him away in the trash and kept him as a secret from his family that didn’t last long. When they found about his secret, Bony went on the run to hide his monkey’s head but knew that he had to lose him but with respect.

Time was passing slowly and he was avoiding doing what he had to do. … Sometimes he listened, but most times he didn’t. He was just living. That’s the best explanation he could give. Living. Bony leaned over and held Chango a couple of inches above the water. It was the last thing in the world that the wanted to do, but he let go.

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Ghetto Nerd at the End of the World, the Big Question

April 28, 2008 at 7:06 pm · Filed under Big Question

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The Road, the Big Question

April 28, 2008 at 6:46 pm · Filed under Big Question

The Road/Cormac McCarthy/April 22, 2008

11 pages

A father and son are trying to survive after being the last humans left. They wanted to stay alone since they were running out of foods and some survives might be cannibal. They are now in a middle of winter and they decide going south to stay warm and search for more foods. They cross by many disturbing site.

1. Does the father worry more about his son safety then himself in this new waste land? Even commit suicide after his son die?

The father worries more about his son safety then his own when trying to survives in the new world of destruction. He told his son that he rather die along with his son then continually living without him. Living alone is harder then being with someone you care about because what is the point to continue living when you are all only in this world. The only reason why the father wants to continue a life without any hope left is to see his son continue to live.

Can I ask you something? he said. Yes. Of course. Are we going to die? Sometime. Not now. And we’re still going south. Yes, so we’ll be warm. Okay. Okay what? Nothing. Just okay. Go to sleep. Okay. I’m going to blow out the lamp. Is that okay? Yes. That’s okay. And then later in the darkness: Can I ask you something? Yes. Of course you can. What would you do if I died? If you died I would want to die too. So you could be with me? Okay.

2. Was the father prepare for the end of the world?

The father was ready since he figures a way out how to survive with his son, all alone from civilization since 99 % of human race are gone. He and his son are surviving on what they got left and looking for more foods by going south. Searching for more survives is a bad idea since some of them are cannibal. In one part of the story, the father found a dead baby’s cook in a barbecue’s strove. People change when something terrible happen to them such as this. The father and son had to go around abandon burned town and city to search for foods where they see dead bodies turn into leather that they can’t take them out of their mind. He protects his son from seeing the horrible true about their world and continues on living.

The city was mostly burned. No sign of life. Cars in the street caked with ash, everything covered with ash and dust. Fossil tracks in the dried sludge. A corpse in a doorway dried to leather. Grimacing at the day. He pulled the boy closer. Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that. You forget some things, don’t you? Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.

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Flight: Chapter 1, 2 & 3 – The Big Questions

April 17, 2008 at 5:53 pm · Filed under Big Question

Flight/Sherman Alexie/April 16, 2008

15 pages, Chapter 1

Zits was born as both Irish and Indian who became an orphan at a young age. He’s now living in his new foster home that he already hates. He talks about his pasts, what happen to him when he lives with his mother to living with some many foster parents.

1. Did Zits miss his real mother?

Yes because Zits truly miss his mother since he wish she died sooner so he couldn’t remember her, he is also jealous of her for being beautiful in a happy way because he got of the bad genes from his father. He is now all alone since both his parents are gone from his life.

My mother died of breast cancer when I was six. I remember a few things about her. Her voice, her red hair, and the way she raised on eyebrow when she laughed. I sometimes wish she’d died when I was younger so I wouldn’t remember her at all.

2. Did Zits make fun of his new foster father in the kitchen?

Yes because Zits keep ignoring his foster mother but then keep saying whatever to her that cause his foster father to be angry at him in the kitchen where he confront him to say good morning to him back but the overall goes wrong.

“Good morning,” he says. “Whatever,” I say again. … “Good morning,” the foster father says again. He’s challenging me. He thinks he’s stronger than I am. He’s bigger and taller and older, sure, and has a million more muscles that I do, but I am stronger. I am stronger that all of my fathers. “What … ever,” say, for the third time. And I say it slow and hard and mean, like each letter was a cussword. And I don’t mean the little cusswords like dick and shit. I mean the big ones like cock and cunt and motherfucker. I think it’s strange how curse words frighten and disgust some people. Yes, there are people afraid of certain combinations of vowels and consonants. Isn’t that hilarious? … “Hey,” the foster father says. “Look at me.” He’s one hundred and eighty-five pounds of blood, and I want to punch him in the carotid artery. “Don’t you look at me that way,” he says. “Don’t try to stare me down.” Of course, I keep staring at him. “Stop staring at me,” he says. “Plop,” I say. “What did you say?” “Plopping plop” … “Good morning,” the foster father says. “Fuck you,” I say.

Flight/Sherman Alexie/April 17, 2008

8 pages, Chapter 2

Zits ran away from his new foster home after pushing his mother to the wall and dodging his father’s slaps. He later then meet up with two cops who he started a fight with until he recognize one of them as Officer Dave who he met a couple of times. He then went to juvenile hall where he met a white guy and started conversion.

1. Did Zits recognize one of the cops?

Yes since he recognizes one of the cops as Officer Dave who he met a couple of times when Zits does something bad with his other foster families. They talk to each other as if they are friend.

“Zits! Zits!” one of the cops yells. “Calm down! Calm down! It’s me! It’s me!” I recognize his voice. I know this guy. He’s always been pretty cool. I trust him not to hurt me, so I calm down a little. “Officer Dave,” I say. “It’s good to see you again.” The cops laugh. I’m a funny kid, even in handcuffs. “Zits, why you think you‘re so bad?” Officer Dave asks. … Dave is a big white dude. But he’s got one of those gentle voices like he’s talking you down from the ledge of a tall building. Most cops are pretty cool, I guess. It’s a tough job. And most of them just keep quiet and do the work. I don’t like cops, okay? I just have respect for them. A tiny bit of respect. I think a lot of them had drunk, shitty, or missing fathers, just like I did. I think many of them endured chaotic and brutal childhoods, so they become cops because cops because cops because they want to create order in the word And those cops, forever reminded of their trouble youth, often try to rescue kids like me. Food cops are lifeguards on the shores of Lake Fucked.”

2. Did Zits meet someone interesting in juvenile?

Yes because Zits met a white boy in the juvenile hall where he want to have convention with him after the white boy talk.

“Just talking,” he says. “I’m not looking for a fight.” And the thing is, I can tell he’s not looking for a fight. He stares at me with kindness. Real kindness. I just met the guy, and I feel like he cares about my skin and me. His complexion is so clear that it’s translucent. I can see the blue veins running through his skin like rivers. I have to admit, he’s a good-looking guy. In fact, he’s pretty like a girl. Damn, maybe I’m a fag. “How come you don’t get zits?” I ask him. “Because I pray,” he says. I laugh hard. “What’s so funny?” he asks. “You’re one of them fucking Christians, aren’t you?” I ask. Those bastards are always trying to save me, a poor Injun heathen. “Are you going to give me a ticket to Heaven?” I ask. And now this pretty white boy laughs hard. “Beware of the man whose God is in the skies,” he says. “What does that mean?” “George Bernard Shaw wrote it.” “So what?” “So it means I’m not Christian,” he says. “I hate Christians. I hate Muslims and Jews and Buddhists. I hate all organized religions and all disorganized ones, too.” … All of a sudden, l feels the need to impress this kid. I want him to like me. More than that, I want him to admire me.

Flight/Sherman Alexie/April 17, 2008

12 pages, Chapter 3

Zits and the white boy became close friend (not a romance relationship) after having long conversation in juvenile hall until the white boy was release early. Zits was sent to a halfway house then rather back to his foster home where he hate the most because the supervisors and counselors are those creepy uncle types who like to put their hands in your pants. Zits ran away again but this time went with the white boy who calls himself Justice. Zits and Justice went on how they feel about everything and attacking homeless people with paint gun and real gun without bullets until Justice was becoming serious about hurting people. Zits and Justice ran into a bank, started shooting their paints guns everywhere when suddenly Zits was shot down by security guard.

1. Did Zits feel happy being with Justice?

Yes since Zits was so happy to see Justice after escaping from his halfway home. Justice was the only person who could really understands him.

So I’m lying awake in aground-floor bedroom this juvie halfway house, where all the counselors are Uncle Creepy types who want to give you candy, and I’m thinking away when there’s a knock on the window. I pull back the curtains and see him, the beautiful white kid, and my new best friend. I don’t know how he found me. But there he is. My hero. He smiles and breaks the window. I climb out and we escape together. We run to an abandoned warehouse in SoDO, an industrial section of Seattle down near the waterfront.

2. Should Zits easily follow whatever Justice say?

Zit shouldn’t listen to Justice completely since he was becoming more dangerous from talking about murdering innocent people to shooting paints gun at stranger. Zits is too full of himself to dough his best friend’s believe. For this reason, he got shot when he started to shot paint gun at a bank.

Some nights, Justice and I go out with the paint gun, hide in dark place, and shoot people. The thing is, when two kids jump out of an alley and point a gun at you, it isn’t like you’re going to think, Oh, it’s just a paint gun. Nope, you’re going to think, Oh, shit, two kids are going to kill me! So, man, oh, man, do I hear some people scream. You know what’s really funny? When people think they’re going to die, they all scream like nine-year-old girls. One night, down on the waterfront, a big white guy faints when I point a gun at him. I don’t even have to cover him with red dye. He just falls down on the sidewalk and twitches. Justice and I stand over the unconscious dude. He looks dead, and I feel powerful. … I push the real and paint pistols into the man’s face. And I pull the triggers. I spin in circles and shoot I keep pulling the triggers until the bank guard shoots me in the back of the head. I am still alive when I start to fall, but I die before I hit the floor.

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Sophie’s World Ch. 1 Questions

March 13, 2008 at 11:11 pm · Filed under Big Question

My opinions of human being are mammal that became an advance through their mind and body to reach their limits of thinking. All human look and act different in front of other but they are still human being because they have the common form of their body that everybody has and the mind of thinking but is a totally different topic on Big Foot because they describe them as half ape and human. Sophie hasn’t answers how she felt about human, yet.

If I had a different name, I would have become a difference person since I have an interesting name. If my name was plain and boring like John, Michael or Paul then I would have been a different person since I act toward people differently when we sociality by first saying our names. In Sophie’s view was the same as mine.

If I look totally different then I would be a different person since the old me never exist unless something happen to me now or recently like becoming fat or turn white for example. People would see me differently because a lot of people judge me before speaking to me. I may act differently toward people I already know since they never met the old me but the different me. I accept my real face but Sophie still question about her.

I do believe there are lives after death call recantation. Once you died, you are judge by god if you are good or bad. If you were good in life then you get a second chance of being alive again but if you were bad then you are punish to become an animals, mostly farm animal. I believe this because I’m Buddhism who believes we get second chance of life again. I some what agree with Sophie when it is hard to except your fate of dying, Sophie thought of life and death.

It’s difficult to know when you die so you have to use everyday as best as you can. If I was dying soon, I would do everything differently because I want to do some amazing things when I’m alive then the same things before passing away and be forgotten. I kind of agree with Sophie when realizing, most people had to get ill before they understood what a gift it was to be alive.

Where does the world come from? Is a hard question since nobody has answers that question? It’s one of the three common questions which we have never been answers. Why are we here? What purpose of creation us? I agree totally with Sophie when discuss this.

It does matter where the world come from since we are living on this world. We need to know how long the world would last before dying. It’s important to know something that can affect the whole world. Our individual lives are different but we are the same when living on this world.

Everything must have beginning to exist since you can’t come from nothing. It is the same as a common question, where do baby come from? The answer is your mother’s worm when she and her lover or partner had made love to give birth to a new life. Sophie thought the same thing when everything must have a beginning.

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What is Identity?

March 4, 2008 at 5:10 am · Filed under Big Question

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Possible Big Questions

March 4, 2008 at 4:54 am · Filed under Big Question

My biggest question of all time to me, is why people still care about perfection? All over the world, people still want perfection, why? Nobody is perfect, everybody has flaw that made them human but yet some people still don’t care. For example, are girls supposed to be skinny to the bone and look already dead but yet that is how they suppose to look? I don’t think so! Everybody suppose to be different from how they look to what size they are because if not, we all look like clone and that is just wrong. Who want that? Everybody is unique. To me, perfection is just another way of killing our soul, slowly and painful like a disease. My question is simple but yet too hard to answer.

Who am I? Is the most common question, you would ask yourself. Why because some questions are suppose to be answering oneself then other or another way saying the same question is what my identity is? Well, my identity are made up of five things that make me who I am which are my ethic, my personality, my age, my family and my friend. Why because if you don’t answer this five topic to whom you are then. You are going to have an identity crisis. Lucky, I have answered all of them already. And yes, my identity can change over time because you can gain some and loss some knowledge who you are.

I don’t believe in god but I do believe there is another life after death. I believe once you die, you become reborn into a new one. Why because once you died, you get recycle into a new life with the same soul but you don’t have any old memories but new. If god was real then he would just be the judge who selects what life you get after death. The universe and the world were created by force of meteors crashing to each other to form stars, moons and planets of space and time.

The world, we call earth was created when two large flaming meteors crash to each other to form earth but it took over 2 billion years for earth to turn into our modern world, we are living on. Before human, there were all types of dinosaurs, mammals, plants, fish and insects that are now, extinct today because of evolution. Evolution was the key role of creating human beside god when all the large creatures are killed after the earth change it climate. The mammal that survive, slowly growing into our ancestor but it took nearly over hundred millions turning their body into our.

Many people believe, once you died. You’ll go to heaven or hell but sometimes, you are bound to earth as a ghost. With these ideas, they tried to have a good life before passing away. I do believe this but in a different direction. If you were good or holy person then you can reborn as a human again but is you were a murderer or bad person then you will born as an animal until you did something right to turn back into a human.

I really don’t believe in a reason for a purpose in life since there are too many of us. Just make the best of your life without over limiting your sins. My opinion why we are here is none, they isn’t a higher being control us to do something amazing thing such as fate, I don’t think so. There could be a higher force but he or she isn’t bother controlling our life but yourselves.

Just like what I said before, there may be a higher force but he or she isn’t controlling our life but ourselves because there are too many of us and only few our select to hear god themselves if you believe that. If you believe in fate, density and chance then it is going to happen since you are making it happen by believe it and following it.

Love is a hard question for me since I never been in love with someone so I can’t explain it until I experience one, myself but from my knowledge from seeing them. Women and men have different eyes for loves since everybody have their different controls for lust.

Justice is deciding when everybody agrees what is wrong and right seen everybody has different view that would have a few common links to agree with. For example, murder someone is wrong since everybody agree it is bad or sin so become justice to punishes those people.

Who really care about thinking about reality, since it will only give you headaches? Reality to me is I can see it about everybody else too.

Beauty can be anything from women to cars but mostly what you feel in your heart when you see them. Beauty is also vein since everybody can’t be same since everybody and every thing are different from the smallest part around them and how you treasure them as well.

Lately in the world, it is getting hard to decide which is right and wrong since it mostly opinion turning into law. The number one problem I been hearing lately are the 1st amendment where people are using curse words to each other then suddenly they started fighting each other then going to court to whether to see who was right and who should get more punishes. Wrong and right are decisions that no body is above the human rights but equal.

Good and evil are the same as right and wrong but can’t go back since they did a evil deal such as murdering someone, robbery or anything that people won’t go over the lines with their greed that is a evil mind. It is hard turning back. Being good is mostly following the laws but sometimes you could overrule laws to justice the mean like saving fish from fishermen who are over fishing the ocean since the ocean are becoming empty.

It is human natural to do something different since everybody is different. Being good or bad is a chose then a fate since you are acting on your own. Being cruel is easier but being nice is harder because you want other to be happy then yourselves. You know your own limited but not their when being nice. Your mind is more powerful then you body since they can control your own body.

Time is a tricky question since people are different toward ages. For example, children want to get older faster but where adult or elder want to be younger again. In everybody eyes are different since our personality and look are different from everybody such as fingerprints.

Memories are different for everybody since we think and see things are limited to contain because of our development mind. Nobody can remember everything or else we be freaking’ smart. Only few people can memorizes everything which is about one out of a billion. Our minds are unstable so our memory can fade away or gain new one.

Technology are helping us advance our skills and improve our life but making us lazy bun at the same time because we are taking everything granted. We may get smarter but fatter at the same time when we lack of exercise. We need to maintain our order to have a healthy life with technology since we our too focus on knowledge then muscles.

Bad thing happen to good people because it balance our order since bad people get it worse. Life isn’t fair but except them since you may have a bad day but someone is getting it worse. Bad thing happen to people because it is how you view it as a good or bad. For example, a stray dog mess up your garden and you found gold when cleaning up mess. Bad thing can turn around to thing by seeing it another way,

The natural of language only happen in your surrounding, not by genes from your parents because you learn from your surrounding then your DNA. They may give you a boost so you learn to speak the language you hear. For example, I’m Cambodian but I only speak English because I listen to my surrounding then my race to speak the language I know.

The power, we have as human is knowledge. We can continue learning anything without stopping when there is something to learn from your surrounding or social, the gift of memorizing and teaching each other to speak our ideas and information. Without a mind, you become a potato and nothing else.

My ultimate question is why we can’t stop wanting to learn more things? Everybody wants to know their limit of learning. Is that wrong or selfish? Someone knows the answer but can’t explain it in a correct matter.

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