First of all I just want to say, Hooray for chapters…..oh how I have longed for thee! Perhaps I am of the simple minded variety, but I must say, chapters do make a world of difference when reading something. I guess it is because it allows you to stop and reflect a bit (that, and as previously noted, it allows a pause for other necessary things). I must say, I was quite pleased to finally read about a man in this class….this is not to say that I an some sort of woman hating fiend
, but rather that I’ve been wondering when we were going to get a different perspective. Although this story was pretty tricky to wade through (a very good sleep aid as it induces drowsiness upon the turn of a page), I actually enjoyed it quite a bit. I consider myself a fairly sensitive dude; I’m in tune with my surroundings, you know, the whole deal, so I found this topic very fascinating. That was until I read the book…..wow, I’ve realized that I am nearly not sensitive enough. From this point on, I vow to weep like no one’s wept before….a great deal of it will probably be over tomorrow’s exam…
Forget Al Gore and all of his Kooky schemes to save the world, forget Mr. Bush and the terrorists, everyone just needs to cry together and then our problems will be solved! Ha ha ha! My goodness, I believe all of this weeping has gone to my head….Although this was a lovely little story, I found it a bit too over the top (I understand that this was the purpose, but still!)….the only action that ever seemed to take place was this guy crying about stuff…a lot of stuff….all the time….even if something else did happen, I can’t even remember it because I can’t stop thinking about all that crying!!! AHHHHH!


development is both perplexing and a little scary. Although i understand the purpose of these tales, it is amazing to think about the nightmares that may have been conjured because of them. I was especially intrigued by the image of the “devoted mother” handing the child the stories while pointing towards the prisoner hanging from a gibbet. As I was reading this (and as I have stated, I merely scanned everything so excuse me if it has been referenced within the text), I wondered whether or not girls had access to this literature as well?