The Daly Post

How come pictures are looked upon as childish? In my opinion, pictures can offer more than just an image. Pictures give individuals freedom because they allow for multiple interpretations. I think when pictures and words are put together, they make a book more powerful and meaningful compared to the imageless books looked upon as “mature”. Many may disagree with that statement because pictures may give them a flashback to their childhood. Specifically, when you think of a picture book, you think of when you were learning to read. First, you start with books like “Pinkalicious” which serve you with a picture every page. Then, you migrate to small chapter books like “Junie B Jones” which give you a small picture maybe every twenty pages. Yet finally, you’re reading books like “Harry Potter” that offer no pictures throughout the eight-hundred pages. Now, once you’re through all the “stages”, you look back at books like “Pinkalicious” as very immature and childish because of its pictures.

Most of the time when I am assigned to read, it’s nothing more to me than just some words on a page. Although when I read David Wallace’s speech “This Is Water,’’ his words meant much more to me than that of an ordinary read. The piece withholds a pessimistic tone in which reflects to the meaning of his speech. Humans focus on nothing but themselves which Wallace refers to as our “natural, default-setting,” (Wallace 233). Our ever so lasting, self-centered cycles tend to crush us as beings and hold back our individual freedom. Personally when I grasped to what he was saying, I didn’t believe it one bit. How could my everyday cycles be destroying me? I simply dread to go to school, I follow school with driving to dance in rush hour traffic which makes me late, I come home and eat, I finish up my unnecessary amount of homework, I finally go to sleep, and I repeat day by day. How was this killing me. It took one line to flip the switch in my head... “to give yourself a choice allows you t

BEEP BEEP BEEP sounds my alarm clock at 6am as it's intent is to wake me up for the long, dreadful day ahead. Yet I tend to snooze it a number of times and not get up until 5 minutes before heading out the door. This could possibly be due to my 5 hours of sleep the night before in benefit of the one and only, school. Walking through the front entrance of high school is like walking into a prison cell full of people who care about nothing but themselves. Although I can't sit here and make fun of those people because I am one of those people. As I shove kids in the smelly hallway in attempt to maneuver to class, I think to myself "these kids just don't understand." School is an anxious and very overwhelming environment for myself as I am constantly worried about being perfect. Getting a perfect score on my english paper, a perfect score on my math test, and maintaining an almost perfect GPA. Class by class, my anxiety tends to somehow build even higher as pointless

Does hiding the truth seek innocence within children? Often times, adultly figures tend to hold back on certain details of history in order to preserve innocence. Yet in the case of “The History Teacher” instead of yielding harsh details, he fabricated the information in order to still educate but in a way that would allow his students to remain at youth. Ironically, his teachings did the opposite of what he intended them to do and made no difference in relation to his students innocence. “The children would leave his classroom for the playground to torment the weak and the smart, mussing up their hair and breaking their glasses,” (Collins 14-17). The quote accurately represents the idea that by dumbing down history in order to maintain children’s freedom from the past does more harm than good. Students of the teacher most likely went on to bully others in result of their teacher being so focused on upholding his “duty” as a teacher. The teacher is blind to the fact that his students n