The Way He Looks At Me

He sits there with this look of awe on his face

And I turn away with haste

I look in the mirror

With a little bit of fear

All I see is a woman who has conformed to the world’s view

And I know others can see it too

My beautiful hair is hidden from his eyes

Sometimes the thought of it all makes me want to cry

I want to feel beautiful but how can I

When this suppression sometimes makes me want to die

How can a world be so cold?

I think they want to make all women look old

For now it is only hair

But how much more can a woman really bare?

I feel like I have no control

But that for now is my role

So I will appease

In order to avoid tease

During the day I am under their reign

But at night I take down my hair of mane

Just the sight of it makes him sing

And once again I feel like I am in a dream

The sun has gone down

I am no longer bound

I feel as free as my hair

This occasion is so rare

I am alone at last with the love of my life

It makes me remember how great it is to be his wife

He just stares

With a look that lets me know he cares

He is filled with love once more

As he closes our bedroom door

This poem focuses on the way women used to be treated. Women were supposed to look a certain way, dress a certain way, and carry themselves in a certain way. The poem talks about a woman who feels like she must follow society’s rules in life, but at night when no one is looking she becomes her beautiful self and lets down her hair. Her husband is always looking at her, but at night he gets to see her true beauty and it is truly stunning to him. This is a love poem that shows how woman used to feel and how some woman may still feel even today.

Death By Scrabble

            It is blazing hot outside and my husband is just sitting there with a look of disgust on his face. We are playing scrabble, one of my favorite games. Well I mean one of my favorite things to do lately, since my marriage has become so boring. He plays the word “begin”. I then play the word “jinxed”. He gets that look of disgust again, but this time I think it is because he is losing. He has always been a bad loser.

            He starts chewing on one of his letters. This nervous twitch of his has always bugged me, but I always try and choose my battles wisely. He then plays the word “Mihzpa”.  I play the word “sweatier” and collect my bonus points. He plays “humid”. I do not know what to play next. I am a little upset that I do not have any letters to make a good word. Finally, I play the word “fan”. I walk over to turn the air-conditioning on. Meanwhile my husband plays the word “zap”. I immediately get zapped by the air conditioner. It really hurt. My husband has a content look on his face, which makes me mad. To be honest, I think that he is happy that I got shocked.

            I play the word “ready” and then go get some tea to drink. Maybe the tea will help calm me down a little. He plays the word “cheating”. I think that he cheated while I was gone getting my cup of tea. For the first time in the game he is winning. I play the word “ignore” and then he plays the word “explodes”. At that very moment the air conditioning unit explodes. He seems to be surprised by this, but in all reality that air conditioning unit was reaching the end of its life. I play the word “sign”.

            He starts chewing on a letter again. Oh how annoyed that makes me. He plays the word “fly” as a fly starts to buzz around us. I play the word “caution”. I am trying to warn him not to do something that he will regret. He plays the word “quake” and sits back like he is waiting for something to happen. I play the word “death”. Suddenly one of the scrabble letters gets stuck in my husband’s throat and he starts to chock. I sit there watching the whole thing, but I never try to help him. The whole game I could see his intentions building up and I tried to warn him, but he was to consumed with his own self to realize what was really going on. Man did I hate my husband.

Harrison Bergeron

            In the story Harrison Bergeron the people are all equal to one another in every possible way. If a person has traits that may make them seem better off than others in the world’s eyes, they are required by law to wear handicaps. I found this part of the text to be the most challenging for me. As Christians, we know that God created everyone in his image and that everyone has a specific purpose. No one was created on accident. While reading this story I was very upset about the fact that these people’s lives were completely controlled, to the point that a couple could not even remember that their son had just died because of the handicaps that had been placed in their lives. This is the sad reality of what it would be like if the world was run by a single ruler or a group of rulers who had complete control over everyone on earth. This is a scary thought for me and this story made me realize that we as people need to make sure that nothing like this ever happens by not letting a situation get to this extreme.

            This story really challenges the way SEU’s culture thinks. At SEU students gifts and special abilities are encouraged to be used. God is the one who gives people talent and he says in the Bible that he wants us to use our talents to glorify him. In the story Harrison Bergeron, the people are not using their talents because they have been hidden by all if the handicaps that outweigh their talents. I think that Christians would not like reading this text because of the great difference between the way God instructs us to live our lives and the way these people are made to live their lives. I know that what was happening to these people was wrong and as I read the text I could not help but feel some anger and resentment for the way these people were being treated. When the son of the couple died and the mother could not even remember what she was crying about is the point at which how they were really living hit me. I found this part of the text to be very sad. I saw firsthand a glimpse into these people’s world and I did not like what I saw.