I get home at about noon one day and my mom bombards me with questions. She says “Where have you been? Why didn't you let anyone know? Why didn't you clean your room like I told you to?” and blah blah blah. I responded with “cuz”. That really made her mad and she ordered me to clean my room today or I would get grounded (even though I knew she wouldn't really.) My room wasn't even as dirty as it could've been. She always nags and nags about things that don't really matter, and its so, so annoying. Being the basic teenager I am, I argued about how my room isn't any of her business. If she doesn't like it so much then she doesn't have to look at it. It's not like anyone else cares about my room, so why should she? She tells me the basic mom things and the classic “because I said so” to all my whys. She tells me she didn't raise me to live like a slob, but it wasn't even that bad! Sure there were some clothes on the floor, sure my bed was a mess, sure there was random unorganized things everywhere but it wasn't that bad. …show more content…
I made my bed, which I haven't done since my sheets were washed a few weeks ago. The worst thing was cleaning out my closet (which I was in for years). I picked up the clothes and shoes from the floor and shelf and put them where they were supposed to be. I swept and mopped my floor which had dried blue, red, and yellow paint on it that's been there for
She would always tell Roman that “In Bolivia, We do not borrow clothes.” When Roman told her mom what really happened she mom got mad because she talked back and got a good deep mouth wash with dish soap when she got home. Her mom also didn't like the idea of Andrea sleeping over. “We’re Not American, why do you want to sleep over?” Every Time she would ask if she could sleep over her mom would ask “Para qué?” Roman would always say because her friends were all going and it will be a lot of fun. She would always say “No.” Her mom would give her an alternative which was “You could go over for a little bit but not to spend the night.” On sundays they spend there time with family. Her mom doesn't want her to be doing her homework on sundays because it's a day to be spent with family. She found that out when she forgot to do an essay on weekend and told her mom she had to do it for tomorrow and she told her that she she shouldn't wait for sunday to do it
Coming-of-age stories commonly record the transitions—sometimes abrupt, or even violent—from youth to maturity, from innocence to experience of its protagonist, whether male or female. Greasy Lake by T.Coraghessan Boyle and Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been? by Joyce Carol Oates are great examples of traditional coming-of-age stories. The roots of the coming-of-age narrative theme are tracked in the male protagonist’s perspective for Boyle’s short story, while the Oates’ story captures the coming-of-age theme from Connie; a female protagonist’s perspective. In both short stories, the authors fulfill the expectations of a coming-of-age genre when they take us through the journey of rebellion and self realization, as the
Joyce Carol Oates' short story "Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?" written in the late sixties, reveals several explanations of its plot. The story revolves around a young girl being seduced, kidnapped, raped and then killed. The story is purposely vague and that may lead to different interpretations. Teenage sex is one way to look at it while drug use or the eerie thought that something supernatural may be happening may be another. The story combines elements of what everyone may have experienced as an adolescent mixed with the unexpected dangers of vanity, drugs, music and trust at an early age. Ultimately, it is up to the reader to choose what the real meaning of this story is. At one point or another one has encountered, either through personal experience or through observation, a teenager who believes that the world is plotting against them. The angst of older siblings, peer pressure set upon them by their friends, the need for individualism, and the false pretense that at fifteen years of age, they are grown are all factors which affect the main character in this story.
In the short story “Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?” by Joyce Carol Oates, the description of the characters June, Connie, and Arnold Friend reveal the true nature of the characters and underlying motives. June is the older sister to Connie who shapes the relationship between Connie and her family, while describing the differences between Connie and June. The description of the protagonist Connie reveals the struggle between childhood and adolescence with the desire to be desired by those of the opposite sex, but also the obsession with childhood fantasies. Arnold Friend also represents a struggle for Connie with the fact that he repulses but also allures her with his fulfillment of her fantasies.
During the teenage years they no longer want to be labeled the “child; matter of fact, they have a strong desire to rebel against the family norms and move quickly into adulthood. This transition and want for freedom can be a very powerful and frightening thing as there are evils in this world that cannot be explained. Most parents try to understand and give their teens certain freedoms, but at what expense? Joyce Oates gives us a chilly story about a teenager that wanted and craved this freedom of adulthood called “Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?”. This is a haunting story of a young girl by the name of Connie who gives us a glimpse of teenager transitioning from childhood with the need for freedom and the consequences of her actions. Connie is described as a very attractive girl who did not like her role in the family unit. She was the daughter who could not compare to her older sister and she felt her Mom showed favoritism towards her sister. Connie is your average teen who loves music, going out with friends, and she likes the attention she receives from boys. During this time, Connie is also growing into her sexuality and is obsessing with her looks as she wants and likes to be noticed by the opposite sex. Her sexual persona and need to be free will be what is fatal to her character’s life and well-being.
My room is the only place where I am most comfortable due to the way how I personally decorated it. My room fits my personality and nothing in my room distracts nor annoys me. Everything fits my preference: the size of my bed, its setting, its organization, and the low quantity of baubles scattered around the room. My room can either be clamorous or silent.
I woke up Tuesday morning excited for the day I was going to spend with my mom. I was sitting at the kitchen table drinking fresh coffee listening to my mom and aunt tease and joke around about how paranoid my mom was about doing well in her classes, my aunt was telling her that maybe now that I was there, she would relax a little bit and have some fun. Our plan was to go to one of mom's classes with her, and then on a tour of UNC and then we were going to go to dinner and a movie.
It was the Monday before Thanksgiving. I was out of work at the time so I got up around nine o’clock. I wasn’t feeling well, like I had eaten something that just was not agreeing with me. So I rolled out of bed and went downstairs. My girlfriend and her mom were at the kitchen table working on decorations for the party they were hosting for the holiday.
The poem is effective because its states very evidently what the situation is between the author and the other person. The theme is strong and fits the situation the author is going through and makes you and the author have many different emotions going through your head. At the same time it makes you think about your real life situation how you would react if it happened to you. The poem includes a tone, metaphors, alliterations, and repetition,
On tuesdays I have practice playing with the group of people that I play music with at 7:00 and i usually leave around 6:30. Normally if my mom is working later like she is this week she will pick up something like pizza because there isn’t much time for her to make anything for supper before I leave. Anyways on tuesday this week she got home at six and I came came out to ask her when super would be ready at 6:15. She said she just had to wait for the potatoes to be cooked so I asked her how long that would be and she said half an hour. I was like you know i need to leave in half an hour right? Apparently she forgot it was tuesday which i guess is understandable because monday was a holiday. Anyways I ended up having to make myself a chicken wrap to eat real quick before I left. By the way this has to do with porkchops because thats what we were having with the
One instance, she eats my trash in my bathroom. On busy mornings I will sometimes not close my bathroom door all the way. This is always a mistake on my part. Another instance, is when she pees, poops, or throws-up in my bedroom. It’s usually on days when we fill her water bowl up to much, we can’t get home from school fast
The joys of a mother and daughter relationship, for centuries back this complicated relationship has effected the communication between Mom and daughter. Many Moms will get a clue that they are in for a wild ride in that one moment they see the insecurities of their own self deep within the eyes of their teen daughter. Regardless of whether you purposely pushed those insecurities onto your teen daughter or not, it happens. The relationship of a mother and daughter is both a beautiful and explosive one. Something about the teen daughter who doesn’t think her mother understands her when reality is that Mom completely understands her daughter.
My dad and sister watched television, my mom crocheted, and I worked on my Kinderbuch for German class. As usual, everyone but me fell asleep. At 10:30, we packed all of our things into the back of the Tahoe and pulled around to he front to return the keys.
The reason my bedroom is so important to me is because my room holds all of my personal belongings, which are very important to me. Also my room is a comfortable place to study or just to relax.
It was the day before we left our home to go to California. I was so excited for our time to spend some out of the house and go to another state. However, before we went to bed, we had to pack a few things. I packed my toothbrush and toothpaste, brush, comb, hair spray, conditioner and shampoo, and clothes. We also packed some