When I entered the theater to see Wonder Woman I didn’t know my expectations would be exceeded so much. This movie I declare as a remarkable hit and has great life lessons beyond the magic of the theater. The movie Wonder Woman was so inspirational and absolutely brilliant. I was completely blown away, from the beginning where young Diana begins her training to going to the front to save people from suffering in the world to end all wars once she grows up and is faced with real danger. Not just because it shows woman kick butt. But because of how the iconic character of Wonder Woman brought to life by Gal Gadot. The dialogue was really well done, and Chris Pine was able to create a great character in Steven. His pack of misfits that he brings on the journey are also well developed. The movie is packed with action and brilliant cinematography. The scenes with the bath from Diana’s native land, juxtaposed with the battle scenes later in the film show the remarkable range this movie has. It’s extremely witting, intelligent, and entertaining. She says, “I’m willing to fight for those who cannot fight for themselves”. In this way and many others, Diana shows cunning, caring, and strength. When she is questioned, she says “I am man.” This sends a powerful message to all women about the strength that we do have as women that we need to embrace and harass to make the world a better place. Just because we cannot save the world like Wonder Woman because we don’t have her powers, doesn’t mean we can’t still to great things as regular people making a difference as strong, courageous women. The work that is so often done by men is done by one woman in this movie, and it demonstrates how that can translate to real life. We need to ignore those who believe we can’t and prove them wrong with actions, like Wonder Woman does over and over. It goes without saying that I say, Wonder Woman is a 100% worth seeing! I give it two thumbs up!
I thought we were friends
But suddenly you possibly threw it all anyway
We were best friends
You said things…
Those comments hurt more than I thought words could.
I didn’t want that.
I did want your help.
You hurt me with your words and said you were
Regardless, words hurt.
Friends can break your heart too…
Maybe Saturday things will be better
Maybe Saturday things will change
For now, tears flow on their own
Because I don’t know now
But I hurt you too
And you held back on saying so
And I never knew
Until you told me
I started listening to the song
“we don’t talk anymore”
And I realized I never wanted that to be us!
We made a plan for the future
Mature adults working it out.
I was selfish and I didn’t think of you
Now I’m thinking differently
The power of friendship, realized
So, “we don’t talk anymore” can remain a song
And we remain best friends
During my composition of “rough seas”
My friends were able with kindness to please
To make me smile
To believe better days
Are here to say
I’m constantly taken aback by their kindness
They remind me about hope
They are my support
And when there are rough seas
There is something much greater
The power of friendship
Ode to Gadies and Lettermen
To sitting across from a complete stranger on August 26th
And reading “Hills like White Elephants”
Ode to Nicole the page princess
Ode to Liz Marie the 1st spiritual leader, blunt and fierce
To the chalkboard and that darn desk that is always loose
To the window that displays only a moment in time
Ode to Civil Peace, Building fires, and Sweat
Ode to living out a Saturday night live skit
For drinking water, coffee, or chocolate milk
And listening to Nick’s wise insight about a story
Or simple pride to say he man handles things
Ode to Ben for declaring a boy becomes a man at age 13
Ode to McKenzie for her insight during The Guest,
Choosing structure over freedom
Ode to Spencer for history lessons and beer critiques
To greasy lakes and Open Boats
Ode to Patrick’s memorable quote about what the blind actually see
To Paul’s open-mindedness – thank you for truly diving into the stories
And seeing so many details, giving us so much to think about
Ode to Scriveners, yellow wallpaper, red convertibles and rocking horses
Ode to Liz for being so peaceful, calm amongst the storm
To Megan for having her i-pod and head on straight, sitting in the back, a buffer
To Brian’s skepticism and humor and baseball caps
Ode to Vlad’s indifference and Antonio’s ability to answer
Questions on the flip of a dime when all seems lost
To Nell, my lucky ninja for sharing her frustration of violent video games
During the things we carried discussion
We all sat there quietly, I tried to imagine it but I just lost myself in realizing
We are not as desensitized as we may think
I foolishly went on and on talking like I had some right others didn’t
I apologize for my loudness and my annoying at times presence.
My many tangents
I apologize for calling foul and pounding on the table like the child
In The use of Force
Ode to Bill for reading
And always being able to say from beginning to end what happened
Ode to Mielas for pointing out the great depression and discussing Native Americans
Ode to chrysanthemums, happy endings, greasy lakes, cathedrals, and the guest
To Desiree’s baby and the newborn thrown…
Ode to Megan’s Solace on the side
Ode to Elly’s grace, glasses, giggle and spot on analysis
This is my Ode to Professor Davros for listening to what ever we
Had to say and for taking jokes with a gram of salt
For coming to class and getting a migraine no doubt
But for absorbing all of our babble into something that makes sense
We sit transfixed, bedazzled.
Some loud, some quiet
Some laughing some texting
Some tired, others pumped for discussions
Ode to Occurrences at Bridges, Necklaces, and Real Things
We came as ordinary people and learned where we are
And where we have been
Leaving my desk and chair I emerge towards the door, and stand realizing
“I prefer not to.”
(Memories from a great class, a poem I found that I’d like to share)
I come home and I think …
An amazing time at the mall
A cup of coffee with a friend
And a lot of steps
A good friend
A true friend
Then we watch the documentary “Brave Heart”
I feel bouts of fury,
Fury of thoughts
How could someone be so mean?
Lizzie handles her anguish and pain like a champion
She is my inspiration
To be positive and choose to succeed
“My revenge against the bullies
Is showing how far I have come in life”
Me too Lizzie!
Thank you for your powerful story
I’m sorry for your pain.
You are beautiful inside and out!
Don’t let anyone let you think differently
I draw strength from your strength and your struggle
Thank you for your beautiful soul ❤
As a young child I remember reading this book. I remember how it made my imagination soar and how happy I was. I saw Steven Spielberg was making it into a movie that looks just like the floating, dizzy bouts of imagery thoughts I once had. I think, “Please do Roald Dahl justice.” He came through in the biggest way! My childhood imagination came to life on the screen.
“What kind of a monster are you?” Sophie asks the giant that abducts her during the witching hour from her bedroom window. As it turns out, the (later named) BFG is not. An unlikely friendship forms as Sophie makes a friend for life. Both she and the giant are lonely, but bringing them together helps qualm their pain and possibly save the world from the other giants, who, unlike the BFG, do eat people! “The other giants… are they nice like you?” Sophie asks with curiosity. The answer is no.
“Hello beautiful dream.” The BFG says this to a dream he catches, but it sums up this entire film well.
Sophie finds out about someone before her, a boy who was taken. And she says “Was the boy scared in the end? …I’m not! I’m not!” Standing up to bullies is a huge, positive message in this film and it’s displayed beautifully.
There is Sophie’s dream — such a lovely dream and desire… and the BFG’s unique language which comes from being uneducated. But, the BFG (Big Friendly Giant) hears all the secret whisperings of the world. I think you need to see it for yourself.
Hear the secret whisperings! See The BFG!
Lounging outside and it’s getting quite dark
The snacks are all set
The calm air kisses my neck and my sunburn
And that amazing tea infused with honey
My best friend won’t let me help
She sets it all up
That delicious tea
Suddenly I relax
Suddenly I reminisce
And I open up
Stories about my past
Relationships is where it goes
I’m not bitter, I’m not sad
It’s nice to recall the past moments
That made me who I am today
“You never told me that”.
Well, the environment was alluring
It was so calming
The lovely backyard with comfy patio chairs
And pretty lamps and beautiful, blooming flowers
Tea party thoughts
Make me smile all the way home