Page Three and Saturday at the Canal

        Page three has a very short poem however within those few lines the author was really able to convey so much information so many feelings and emotions. I really think it is remarkable that such few words that I was able to connect with the piece so much. I think this peace more than all the others I connect with the most. I think it’s about someone who finally gets to start a life on their own. They don’t have to worry about cleaning up after other people or even have to think about another person. It is there time to make their house into a home. The line “Not a man’s house. Not a daddy’s” is very prominent. It is the first thing in that persons life that is all their own and they get to shape it into their own home. Get to fill it with pretty purple petunias and books. It is a new beginning for someone. It relates to me going off to college. In my third year of college after receiving my associate’s degree I decided I wanted to come to Gallaudet and dorm. It was a new place for me, new town, new room, and a new experience. I was so excited to have this opportunity to show people and myself that I can take care of my self and that I am an independent self-sufficient person. I am proud of the person in the poem for striking out on their own and I am proud of myself for doing the same, starting a new chapter in my life.


         Saturday at the Canal was a much less appealing story that hardly grabbed my attention. Its fussy wording and vague people really was far less attractive that page three. I think it is sill to think that “oh I will be happy when this happens” it is a very silly thing to think. One can not dwell on a hope of an event being so beyond ones imagination because our imagination makes things so much better than they actually are. This boy’s fixation on wanting to visit San Francisco and being enamored by all the sights and sounds and birds and experiences associated with the city is quite silly. He should be happy with what he has now and shoot a casual glance towards the idea of visiting San Fran however I really think it is unwise for him to base his happiness on going to the city.

            Saturday at the Canal was a much less appealing story that hardly grabbed my attention. Its fussy wording and vague people really was far less attractive that page three. I think it is sill to think that “oh I will be happy when this happens” it is a very silly thing to think. One can not dwell on a hope of an event being so beyond ones imagination because our imagination makes things so much better than they actually are. This boy’s fixation on wanting to visit San Francisco and being enamored by all the sights and sounds and birds and experiences associated with the city is quite silly. He should be happy with what he has now and shoot a casual glance towards the idea of visiting San Fran however I really think it is unwise for him to base his happiness on going to the city.