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Wednesday, November 30, 2011

If Only You Knew

Authors Note~After reading the book The Outsiders I analyzed one of the three themes of the story and the one I picked out was stereotyping.

Have you ever experienced every staring at you as you walk down the hallways at school? You wonder what they are speculating. You have no idea what they are thinking; still you become a little self-conscience. Those classmates of yours, well they're sitting there stereotyping you. Ponyboy knows exactly how that feels. Ponyboy gets to tell his story in the novel The Outsider. This greaser gets judged every day just because of the way he looks. No wonder one of the main themes of this story turns out to be stereotyping.

Stereotyping is a huge part of this book.  First of all we have the greasers, white trash with greasy hair. Then there's the socs, white trash with mustangs and madras. These are the two gangs who are at war though out this story. These gangs are very similar to the rivalry between jocks and geeks. In this case the greasers would be the geeks and the socs would be the jocks. The geeks always get beat up on just because they're smart. Big deal!  Just because they don't wear the most fashionable cloths and don't know all the football stats for the season doesn’t mean there weird and you can't talk to them. Oh, turns out not all jocks are jerks some of them happen to be very nice just because they were super cool cloths and spend a lot of time with friends, doesn’t mean you wouldn't ever be able to carry on a descent conversation with them. They are people just like me and you they all have feelings, we all  just express them  in our own way.

Since every one express their feelings differently the greasers have an overly aggressive way of showing theirs. Or do they? Dallas Winston was the one greaser that followed the rules of a stereotyped greaser. He was locked up when he was 10 years old. Always getting in gang fights while he lived in New York, once he moved down south that never changed. Dally's story reminds me of an article I read about a man who got caught up in drug dealing at age 13 and it was hard for him to stop it was his 3rd visit to prison that really opened his eyes to something more affective with his life. He became a professor, teaching kids about black history. He was lucky to be able to get a job. Just imagine how hard it is to get a job after you commit a crime of any sort. All your employers judge you and may be scared of you. Wouldn't that just be offal?

All though people can turn their lives around it takes time for  them to realize what they can do to change. Ponyboy was always optimistic and he saw everything in a different view. He was always wondering why the socs have to hate the greasers. Just because they wear jean jackets and grease their hair back.  Sounds ridicules but that’s all they know about these boys. The socs will never understand how the greasers live. They don't know about all the family flaws. They don't know that Ponyboy's parents were killed in a car crash. They have no idea what it's like to be ignored and abused by their parents the way Johnny does. The worst part about Johnny's situation at home is that he says he doesn’t mind when his dad yells at him and beats him up because it reassures him that his dad knows he's there.

These boys have a rough life they can't help it. Ponyboy wants to change it, he does he knows it's not fair. Although Ponyboys "friend" Randy reassured him, that no matter what socs will still be socs and greasers will still be greasers. It doesn’t matter. But why should he stop trying. He has a chance to change things he could be a hero. Just like the way he was when he saved those children from that burning church. No one could believe that a greaser could ever do that. Well that’s the kind of reaction he wants. That helps prove to people that stereotyping is a waste of time because people may surprise you.

Friday, November 18, 2011

You No My Name Not My Story


 Authors Note~ This is a piece I had to write for LA it is describing one of the themes in the book The Outsiders . The theme I am writing about is defying stereotyping.

My name? Ponyboy a.k.a. Greaser. My story well that’s something more complex. As I was growing up I never really had parents. Of course I had "family", but no mom or dad to love me and be proud of me when I came home from school with a good grade. Instead I had my older brother Darry. I know that he only wants the best for me and he wants to make sure I am save, but when you run around this town with the word greaser written across your face it is hard to stay save. That’s why us greaser have to stick together. What I have always been wondering though, what makes us different from everyone else why are we the outsiders? Is it the way we comb our hair, or possibly the leather jackets? I think it's the jackets. Well what does that exactly have to do with the type of person I am. Bet you couldn't tell by looking at me that I love to read. You probably would think I dropped out of school my 7th grade year. Well I didn't my brother would kill me. My brother wants me to stay in school because he couldn't. Ever since mom and dad died he wasn't able to stay in school any longer, he had to drop out to take care of me. In Darry's school life he was considered a Soc, one of our now found enemies. Can you believe it, my brother a Soc.? Yet what is so bad about them I mean my brother was one. He played football and he got good grades. Then all that disappeared and now all the sudden he was a greaser. Just because he couldn't go to school anymore or be the star on the football team he was a bad person, but the one thing never changed his personality. He is strong willed and sticks to his dissections no turning back. All he wants is the best for the people he cares about and that is us boys.  My poor brother had to grow up to fast. He did the only thing he could do start a new family. Though we aren't liked by a lot of people in town live our lives the way we know how. It is not our fault that we can’t pay for fancy clothes or drive around in mustangs. That is something we cannot control so why is that the biggest thing we get judged apoun? I'll tell you why that is. It is because people like to be stereotypical. For example if you are rich you are snobby and stuck up. If you are poor you are a rebel or a no body, sound familiar? Also if you are athletic you're a jerk maybe a show off and if you are smart you are a geek or socially awkward. These might be examples of you or people you know, but it is not true for everyone, especially me . The only guy in our gang that really commits to our  stereotype is Dallly. Jail bird at 10 years old sticks to his rep. He is a bad kid but yet he too has a soft spot. We all do but no one seems to see it because they are all to worried we are going to toss a switch blade out at them.  I think the world needs to take a step back and look at the world from a different point of few. My point of view because I see everything from here. On the outside.

Monday, November 14, 2011

The Insiders

Authors Note~ This is what on chapter might look like if  a Soc was narrating "The Insiders"

Chapter One
 The sun was hot beating against my skin while standing on the corner of Hickory Way. Yet I was not alone of course. I had my gang. We were top dog and we all knew that, we could do whatever we want and get away with it. Me and my boys ran this town and everyone new it even the Greasers.  Those no good little miss fits. Always causing trouble around here. Those little grubs with nothing to do.  Those Greasers are like the bruised apples on the ground by an apple tree getting  kicked around all day.  Then there's us Socs the ripe apples on the way top, no on can touch us. Our big brother Bob who happened to be my blood related brother was the leader of our group. He was strong willed and always lead our fights to victory. He was the best brother ever he could lead. He thought me all about being a great leader all the essentials I may need. I knew everything he knew I examined carefully every gang fight we were a part of. I never knew that my knowledge of being a leader would ever get me the name so soon. But that little pest, Ponyboy and his friend had killed my brother. If they are smart they will never show there faces around this town again. Knowing I am now in charge of the Socs plus  I am good at planning revenge. These Greasers wont stand a chance.