Wednesday, May 12, 2010

The Little Prince - What is a serious matter? - The Reality Conflict PART 2

Okay, this is my third post ranting about the all-too popular children's classic "The Little Prince." How can they call it a "children's" classic if the main character commits suicide? This is hardly suitable for a child!!!

Now, on to the book bashing...

What do you consider important in life? The food on the table? Money in the bank? Security for your family/retirement? As a practical person, I consider my religion important, my family important, my friends important, my country important and my future important.

Many five-year olds would argue that a steady job isn't important, their play-dough sculpture far surpasses a good education in value. Unfortunately, the author of "The Little Prince" would side with the five year olds.

(Copied and pasted from Sparknotes)

"Saint-ExupĂ©ry clearly sides with children, represented by the little prince, who believe that serious matters are those of the imagination. For the little prince, the most serious matter of all is whether the sheep the narrator has drawn for him will eat his beloved rose. As the story progresses, the narrator’s understands the importance of the little prince’s worry. The narrator responds with compassion to the prince’s concern about the sheep from the beginning, setting his tools aside and rushing to comfort the prince in Chapter VII, when the little prince cries out that the question of whether his sheep eats his rose is much more important than the narrator’s plane. However, in his final comment, the narrator says that the question of the sheep and the flower is so important that it has changed his view of the world, revealing that he has understood the question’s importance himself."

Am I the only one who sees the ludicrous in this situation? This book wrongly teaches children to worry about trivial, stupid things instead of keeping their eye on what's truly important - the survival of their friends and family. I heartily disagree with the author's description of "serious matters."

The Little Prince and Narrow-Mindedness - The Reality Conflict

Gosh, I'm really shredding this book apart. Okay, now I want to talk about the theme of "narrow-mindedness" in the book "The Little Prince" by Antoine De Saint Exupery and how it conflicts with the truth.
A message that was being spoon-fed to readers - "Adults are narrow-minded, unlike children.
"For the most part, The Little Prince characterizes narrow-mindedness as a trait of adults. In the very first chapter, the narrator draws a sharp contrast between the respective ways grown-ups and children view the world. He depicts grown-ups as unimaginative, dull, superficial, and stubbornly sure that their limited perspective is the only one possible. He depicts children, on the other hand, as imaginative, open-minded, and aware of and sensitive to the mystery and beauty of the world.

In the story’s opening pages, the narrator explains that grown-ups lack the imagination to see his Drawing Number One, which represents a boa constrictor swallowing an elephant, as anything other than a hat. As the story progresses, other examples of the blindness of adults emerge. As the little prince travels from planet to planet, the six adults he encounters proudly reveal their character traits, whose contradictions and shortcomings the little prince then exposes."

A child could easily tell you otherwise. The opposite is apparent to anyone who can recall preschool. In preschool there is a certain hierarchy. If you don't dress like Barbie or don't know the names of the teletubbies, you are an outcast of sorts. Children are cruel. We are all born selfish creatures. Tolerance is a learned thing. Manners must be taught painstakingly to children, else they turn out horrid monsters.

I thoroughly disagree with the idea that children are open-minded. If anything, adults are more so, their minds have been given time to explore and mature. The concept that a child is more open-minded than an adult is silly. To an adult, it may seem plausible. But, as a child, I know.

The Little Prince

Some people consider "The Little Prince" charming and innocent, but in my opinion the book is sinister and dark. It's one thing for a book to close on the suicide of a child, but it's another for it to close on the suicide of a child and treat the child's poor choice as morally correct and charming. Evil is presented as harmless and even as a solution to your problems. In fact, the little prince who decides to allot the snake to kill him is portrayed as a role model and something to aspire to. This bizarre book is riddled with a confusing mesh of make-believe and reality that is confusing and could even be considered enchanting. I found it merely frustrating Like many gifted ed children, I struggle with the difference between the imagination and reality. Thank goodness I didn't get myself so sucked into my fantasies that I would kill myself over a flower. I think this book sends the wrong message to gifted children by advocating the Little Princes decision.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Reposted from sparknotes - TEENS ARE NOT DUMB!!!

Sometimes, your SparkNotes editors wonder whether the writers at the New York Times actually know a single human being under the age of 20, what with their hysterical late-breaking reaction to every high school-related scandal or social trend to emerge over the past ten years. It's almost comical by now; every few months, like clockwork, another story comes out that paints today's teenagers in the worst possible light. For instance, did you know that kids today are exchanging jelly bracelets for sex?! And that once, a teacher found a picture of a boob on someone's cellphone?!! And that on a website where users can ask questions anonymously, some people use the opportunity to act like total jerks?!

Annoyingly, whenever one of these articles comes out, your panicked parents come running into your bedroom all red-faced, demanding to know whether you have a "Facespring," and also whether you've been letting people touch your "gchat," and OHMYGOD, is that CHATROULETTE?! NOOOOO!

Parents: Get off the internet! You're going to catch herpes!!!
You: ...You guys have been reading the New York Times again, haven't you.


The Times may be shocked by teenagers' purported bad behavior, but they're equally amazed by their good behavior. In keeping with their proud tradition of total cluelessness, the NYT was recently surprised to learn that today's teenagers are spending their free time doing something other than sexting and sniffing paint—and that contrary to popular belief, most of you are making a conscientious effort to keep your privacy intact online. The article gasp-shocks its way through the news that young people are actually more assiduous than middle-aged people are about deleting Facebook posts and photos that could paint them in a negative light, limiting access to their accounts, and alerting other people (like younger siblings) to the potential fallout from sharing too much with the internet.

This isn't news to anyone who sparkles or knows a Sparkler. In fact, it's painfully obvious and non-newsworthy. What's next, NYT? A shocking report that some teens don't like Miley Cyrus?

And now, if you'll excuse us, we've got to go ask our parents for the five-hundredth time to please give us back our lipstick because rainbow parties were a myth forcryingoutloud.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Today I'm getting Confirmed

Today I am going to take a very important step in my faith. I am going to become an adult member of the church. I am taking the same Catherine-Bernadette. Originally I was going to take Catherine-Siena, but an interesting story about my birth-date, and baptism date, as well as a comment from a close friend changed my mind. In addition, I visited a very well known site about patron saints and the two featured saints were - (guess!) Saint Catherine AND Saint Bernadette. Also, Catholic Answers forums says that it's acceptable to take two saint names. I've prayerfully considered it and come to the conclusion - that I'm meant to take "Catherine-Bernadette" as my confirmation name. My full name now reads "Mary Elizabeth Catherine-Bernadette Di Valerio." It's a bit long but it tells a lot about me - my Italian heritage, my religious upbringing, my patron saints and even my birthday. I've already made a post about saint Catherine of Siena, so I'm going to make a post shortly about Saint Bernadette and her connections with me in my life.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Look What the Cat Brought in...

Ever randomly googled your name? Try it!!

Sunday, April 4, 2010

BORING FACTS!


The name Easter comes from Eostre, an ancient Anglo-Saxon goddess, originally of the dawn. In pagan times an annual spring festival was held in her honour.
Easter is now celebrated (in the words of the Book of Common Prayer) on the first Sunday after the full moon which happens on or after March 21, the Spring Equinox. Therefore it can occur on any Sunday from March 22nd through to April 25th. This year it’s on Sunday 16 th April.
In medieval times a festival of egg throwing was held in church, during which the priest would throw a hard-boiled egg to one of the choirboys. It was then tossed from one choirboy to the next and whoever held the egg when the clock struck 12 was the winner and retained the egg.
Easter Bonnets are a throw back to the days when the people denied themselves the pleasure of wearing finery for the duration of Lent. By tradition, it was obligatory (or at least lucky) for churchgoers to wear some bright new piece of clothing - at least an Easter bonnet, if not a complete new outfit.
The traditional act of painting eggs is called Pysanka.
The custom of giving eggs at Easter time has been traced back to Egyptians, Persians, Gauls, Greeks and Romans, to whom the egg was a symbol of life.
The most famous decorated Easter eggs were those made by the well-known goldsmith, Peter Carl Faberge. In 1883 the Russian Czar, Alexander, commissioned Faberge to make a special Easter gift for his wife, the Empress Marie. The first Faberge egg was an egg within an egg. It had an outside shell of platinum and enameled white which opened to reveal a smaller gold egg. The smaller egg, in turn, opened to display a golden chicken and a jeweled replica of the Imperial crown. This special Faberge egg so delighted the Czarina that the Czar promptly ordered the Faberge firm to design further eggs to be delivered every Easter. In later years Nicholas II, Alexander's son, continued the custom. Fifty-seven eggs were made in all.
In 1878 President Hayes and his wife Lucy officially opened the White House grounds to the children of the area for egg rolling on Easter Monday. The event has been held on the South Lawn ever since, except during World War I and World War II. During the war years the Easter Egg Roll was held at the National Zoo, and other Washington locations.
The Guinness Book of Records holder for the largest Easter egg ever made is the Belgian chocolate producer Guylian who made the chocolate egg with at least 50.000 bars on behalf of the city of St. Niklaas. The egg measured 8.32 metres high . Twenty-six craftsman worked altogether 525 hours to build the egg. They needed 1950 kg of chocolates.

peace out to all the lil' easter bunnies!!! xoxoxoxoxo!!!!

What is the difference between a crazy bunny and a counterfeit banknote? One is bad money and the other is a mad bunny!
Why did the Easter egg hide? He was a little chicken!
What do you get when you cross a bunny with an onion? A bunion
What did the bunny want to do when he grew up? Join the Hare Force.
What does a bunny use when it goes swimming? A hare-net.
What did the grey rabbit say to the blue rabbit? Cheer up!
What do you get when you pour hot water down a rabbit hole? A hot cross bunny.
How does the Easter Bunny say Happy Easter? Hoppy Easter


=)  

Saturday, April 3, 2010

LOVEDOVES and BREAKFAST



"It has come to our attention that certain people are in love. You may now barf." Seriously folks, I'm glad you are in love, but please don't make kissy kissy faces in public. Some of us just finished eating.... Speaking of food, I'm looking forward to Easter breakfast. Pancakes, bacon, eggs, coffee (haha, like my mother would let me drink caffeine) I'm looking forward to the whole shebang. 

HAPPY EASTER AND THE MEANING OF PEEPOLATAZ

Hey, Hey, Hey!!!! HAPPY EASTER (one day early, peepolataz!) Peepolataz - (my new word) means "happy, funky, lovely people" =) 

Monday, March 29, 2010

WHY DOES IT ALL GO FUNKY??

LIKE, THE PICS R WACKED. *SHRUG*

FUNKY QUOTE OF THE DAY

"If you want something said in politics, ask a man. If you want something done in politics, ask a woman." -Margret Thatcher. 
Hold on to your horses, ladies and gents, don't worry, Margo's not a villain. She said that she "owed nothing to women's lib" and it's done more damage then good.

Friday, March 26, 2010

COLORZ

DONCHA looooove Colors?

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Monday, March 22, 2010

Health Care

     Let's just say health care has me really p'od atm. I'm fuming at Washington. Jerks.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Sorry for the lackluster of today and yesterday

I've been very busy yesterday and today - any neglect to the blog was unintentional. Sit back and enjoy the weekend - I'll be back tommorow!

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Girly day




Hey Guys! I'm in a girly mood! CUZ' GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUUUUUN!!!! :D

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Erin Go Braugh!


Happy Saint Patrick's Day! Today I'm sending my friend Andrew a special birthday message. In big, green letters, what else? What are you doing today? I'm looking forward to watching "The Exorcism of Emily Rose." It looks spooky! May the leprechauns be with you!

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

TOO MUCH MAKEUP!

     Supposedly the beauty industry is recession-proof. Why? Because when times are tough and ladies can't afford to splurge on a new outfit, buying a tube of lipstick or a bottle of nail polish provides a cheap thrill. And we don't know about you, but it's often difficult to go into a drugstore or walk by a Sephora without purchasing a little something. Well, a new survey has revealed that all those makeup purchases add up to big bucks over time. The results claim that woman will spend, on average, $13,000 in her lifetime. Does that number shock you, or are you already feeling pangs of guilt?

Superdrug, who conducted a survey of 3000 women, found that women begin regularly buying cosmetics by the age of 16. On average, ladies shop for makeup five times a year, spending around $39.45 on each trip. When multiplied by 65 years, the average female adult life, that brings us to a whopping $13,000. As for some specifics, they tallied around $1,620 spent on a lifetime of lipstick, $2,512 on eye shadow, and $3,446 on mascara. We refuse to believe it--we're going to start keeping track.

If these results really are true, women place a great value on makeup! The study found that 70% of women won't leave the house without applying something to her face, with 68% saying cosmetics make them feel more confident. One in five women surveyed said their boyfriends have never seen them without makeup, even in bed! OK, we get it. Makeup is important to us. But perhaps some of that $13,000 could be put to better use.

(reposted from shine.yahoo.com)

Nice Things

Here's a long list of nice things: 
ENJOY!!!! =) 

coloring (yes, grown-ups can do it, too)
crisp cotton sheets
soft skin
old family recipes
the first daffodils of spring
sleeping in
an exercise endorphin high
window boxes
a perfect cup of coffee
a genuine compliment (giving or receiving)
the way babies smell
a handwritten letter
waking up in a good mood...for no real reason
singing in the shower
finding a couple forgotten dollars in your pocket
doing something nice for your neighbor
a home cooked meal
laughing
movie theater popcorn
playing hookey
a bubble bath
swimming
an afternoon nap
street musicians
your favorite song
saying thank you
helping someone in need
old fashioned photo booths
fresh whipped cream
inspiring blogs
a glass of wine
rainy afternoons
the funny things kids say
a novel you can get lost in
finding the perfect piece of clothing...on sale
clean laundry
the wind in your hair
treating the person behind you at the drive-thru
sharing an umbrella
the smell of lavender
a long walk that clears your head
a bear hug
The Beatles
smiling at a stranger
eating with chopsticks (Chinese food optional)
butterflies
staying in your pj's all day
singing along to the radio and knowing all the words
fresh herbs
ordering in pizza
happy endings...even if they're fictional
flying a kite
puppies
root beer floats
holding open the door...
...or having someone hold the door for you
fountain soda
white, fluffy towels
sunshine
spending an afternoon at a museum
really great advice
green lights all the way home
the sound of rain hitting the windows
sitting in a booth
holding hands
a great hair day with no effort
building a fort with your kids
when someone falls asleep with their head on your shoulder
fireflies
the perfect taco
geraniums on a windowsill
slow dancing
the smell of fresh-baked bread
cheesy, uplifting musicals
great stories
the smell of gasoline
the cold side of the pillow
love letters
old friends...
...new friends
a pull-through parking space
a baguette -- crisp on the outside, airy on the inside
when a dog licks your hand
sitting at the counter at an old-fashioned diner
using your favorite dishes
reading your child a bedtime story
Girl Scout Cookies
flossing
kissing someone you love
the smell of onions and garlic cooking
hot chocolate
jumping in puddles
old photographs
birds hopping on the sidewalk
Ella Fitzgerald
a spoonful of peanut butter straight from the jar
your softest t-shirt
a new magazine in the mail
fireplaces
having exact change
bacon and pancakes cooking on Saturday morning
Long lists of nice things

Cute Thing of the Week....




Today we ate chocolate rice krispies. YUMMY! Anyway, here is the cute thing of the week, a super shy bunny who totally kicks butt! Isn't he adorable? =)

Monday, March 15, 2010

THIS SAINT KICKS BUTT!!!



     My eyes droop as I glance over a list of female saints. Most of them were quiet, meek, and quite frankly, rather boring women. Most of them never even left a convent. I groan in disbelief. Choosing a patron saint would be tough. Of course I could just pick a nun-saint at random and get it over with. But I want more than that. I want somebody who did something, someone who was a hero, someone who conquered something, did something with their lives besides pray. (Not that there is anything wrong with prayer. I’d simply rather pick a more exciting saint.) A simple solution presented itself. Pick a man. A man? Once again, I groan. Who wants a man? Sure, they did cool things like save Ireland and kill dragons, but honestly, if I just gave up and chose a man, I’d be letting down every female saint in the entire history of the church. That would be like slapping woman-kind in the face, saying that they didn’t measure up with men. My search would continue! Finally my quest for an “active” female saint was rewarded. Saint Catherine of Sienna!


     Saint Catherine of Sienna was an energetic Italian saint of the 1300s. Man, that girl had attitude! I mean, c’mon, she had guts! In an era when women were disregarded, she went to the Pope and kicked his butt for being a ‘fraidy cat and leaving the Vatican in a time of crisis. She was an extremely powerful counselor, advising all of the prominent artists, architects, musicians, and church leaders at the time. She had a ton of gumption! A bit of a tom-boy, she hated wearing dresses and having her hair curled. When she was five, she had the grit to run away from home with nothing but a loaf of bread and jug of water. (She prudently returned a week later, thinking better of her impulsive decision. Smart child.) Upon returning home, she became Cinderella-Incarnate, her “evil” stepmother cutting off her hair and forcing her to be the maid. Despite her stepmom’s attempts to break her spirit, Catherine remained strong. Catherine’s dad finally persuaded her stepmom to end her cruelties to their youngest child, after he received a vision in which he learned that Catherine was holy, not a juvenile delinquent like everyone figured. Worn-out, exhausted, and understandably upset at her parents, she took a little time-out in her room. Make that a long time-out. She didn’t come out of her bedroom for three years. And you thought you knew how to give out the silent treatment! This girl didn’t speak to a human being (besides her confessor, of course) for three entire years, eating practically nothing! During this time do you think she sat around doing nothing? I don’t think so! She definitely didn’t waste her time! (Several people thought about mailing petitions to the Vatican to proclaim her the patron saint against procrastination, but for some reason, never got around to it.) This girl prayed twenty-four-seven and grew in holiness. After being caged up for 1095 days, (I did the math.) she was ready to get out there and change the world! 


     Told in a vision to “get with it and get out there,” Catherine abandoned her bedroom and entered public life. Kind of like a precursor of Mother Teresa, she cleaned and cared for the destitute and afflicted. The amazing thing is, she didn’t eat ANYTHING except Holy Communion for the REST of her life. (That means NO food except a TINY little host on Sundays!) Talk about a miracle! In this era, a tragic civil war would break out, one that, fortunately Catherine would end. Now, here is what I love about this woman: She went out there as a diplomat, (in a time when women weren’t even recognized as people) and saved her country from self destruction via civil war between church and state. She persisted in healing the wounds of her nation, despite everyone making fun of her and condemning her, eventually restoring peace to Italy. She advised popes and princes, people that even high-ranking men weren’t even allowed to talk to! Although she never picked up a weapon, she proved that women, despite the popular belief, were NOT dumb or ignorant of political matters. She proved women were as smart as their male counterparts, not to mention diplomatic. She saved her entire country, for crying out loud!
      Some saints do one great big thing (like saving their country) and end right there (via martyrdom or retirement to a monastery.) Not Catherine! She didn’t even allow the Stigmata (which she received shortly after saving her nation) to slow her down. Instead she asked God to make it invisible so people wouldn’t want to come pay money to gape at her and she could get on with her career of greatness. (God did make it invisible, by the way. All pain, no fame. Talk about humility!) Shortly afterwards, the Great Schism had broken out in the Church. From the outset Catherine enthusiastically supported Urban VI, whom she considered the true pope. By this time, Catherine’s energy was faltering. She spent what remained of her life, strenuously working to return Pope Urban to the Seat of Peter where he belonged. The reconciliation of Pope Urban VI with the Roman Republic in 1380 was her last political work, accomplished practically from her death bed. (Talk about sticking to it till the end!) In addition to saving the church and saving her country, she also wrote a book called Dialogue, over four hundred letters and a collection of prayers. Her writings which sported historical importance, spiritual fragrance and literary value made her one of the most prominent writers of her era. Catherine died on the 29th of April, in the year 1380, a life well-spent. Did her legacy end there? I don’t think so!
     She was canonized by Pope Pius II in 1461, and in 1970 became one of two women to be named Doctor of the Church. This little firebrand of a woman began receiving visions when she was only six years old and lived a life packed full of mysticism and hilarious practicality, dying exhausted at 33. She was a wit, a charmer and a holy hand of God, touching the lives of millions of people. Even today, her body remains incorrupt, as a legacy of her holiness. 
     I chose Saint Catherine of Sienna, because, unlike many other female saints, she had a spark of creativity, spunk, and of course attitude. That spark lightened up my “drooping eyes,” as I saw her list of accomplishments. Now, here was a woman who was not afraid to break rules, step over boundaries or do a man’s job. I consider Catherine of Sienna an exemplary patron saint for impulsive teenagers such as myself, as she was history’s greatest counselor. In fact, after selecting Catherine of Sienna as my patron saint, my mother confided in me that she had actually prayed to St. Catherine to help me find the perfect confirmation name, even before I announced St. Catherine as my patron! I can’t gush enough over this woman, this young, energetic girl who saved her country, her church, wrote a book and innumerable letters, received the stigmata, was incorrupt and finally became a Doctor of the Church! She accomplished it all in 33 short years of hard work and willpower. Now that’s somebody I want looking out for me! Saint Catherine of Sienna, Pray for us!

Welcome to My Blog!


Hello. Welcome to my blog. It's time to die! My name is Mary and I like nice things. My life goals include declaring chocolate a food group, achieving world domination and finding the cure for cancer. Yes, I know, I'm quite the noble lady! Here's today's random facts - www.thegluefactory.webs.com is an amazing webiste, macaroni and cheese is a Crayola color and your shoe is untied. 

CIAO! =)

P.S. I like cupcakes and my favorite color is purple