Tuesday, November 7, 2017
Immigration Paragraph
In 1903 a poem by the name of The New Colossus, by Emma Lazarus was inscribed on a plaque at the foot of The Statue Of Liberty. It reads “Give me your tired, your
poor, your huddled masses, yearning to be free.” America accomplish this by giving immigrants opportunities in their times of need to start again, for example, the Irish suffered greatly during the great potato famine which led to migration by the millions to America.
Friday, October 27, 2017
The Gilded Age
The period from the end of the Cvil War (1865) to the year 1900 has been give the name 'The Gilded Age', a phrase originally coined by Mark Twain, meaning an object covered in a thin layer of gold. Gilded can also apply to something that is attractive on the surface but has a deceptive underlying face. Historians granted this title to this time period due to the vast expansion and popularity of factories which produced astonishing amounts of varied products in record time as a result of the start of the industrial age. This rapid growth took on an appealing guise to the citizens of America and people of the world. The industrial boom was also the main motivation for immigration causing opportunists and those looking for a better way of living to pursue it. However, once they arrived on American soil they were met with discrimination, funneled into poorly built and over populated tenements, and overworked. For some, however, the willingness to work hard for a better life did afford them the opportunity to live the American dream. They also laid the ground work for the success of future generations.
Fredrick Taylor
What do you think of Fredrick Taylors ideas? I think his philosophy on efficiency in the work place is smart and should be considered by companies around the world, however, the individual workers should be taken into consideration while modeling an ideal work environment.
Wednesday, September 13, 2017
Top 10 Facts About: Harriet Tubman
1. Harriet Tubman was born 1819 or 1820 in Dorchester County Maryland
2. In the act of protecting another slave Harriet was struck in the head with an iron weight
3. Jobs: Abolitionist, humanitarian, union spy, scout, under ground railroad care taker
4. Married: John Tubman, a free black man
5. Helped Under Ground Railroad
6. Served the union as a nurse, cook, scout and spy
7. Gained freedom after escaping Philedelphia
8. Went to Auburn, New York
9. Settled there for some time
10. Died of pneumonia on march 10, 1913
2. In the act of protecting another slave Harriet was struck in the head with an iron weight
3. Jobs: Abolitionist, humanitarian, union spy, scout, under ground railroad care taker
4. Married: John Tubman, a free black man
5. Helped Under Ground Railroad
6. Served the union as a nurse, cook, scout and spy
7. Gained freedom after escaping Philedelphia
8. Went to Auburn, New York
9. Settled there for some time
10. Died of pneumonia on march 10, 1913
Thursday, May 25, 2017
Take A Step Back
Every once in awhile it is good to take a step back and think, "What am I grateful for?" Things we label 'everyday items' are commonly taken for granted or go unacknowledged. I am writing this article to take a moment to appreciate what I have.
First, I'm grateful that I was raised into a family of believers and was taught the truth from the start rather than being born into a secular family and left to myself to accept God after years of being taught otherwise, because chances are I would have rejected him like most. My parents have taught from the Bible throughout my childhood which has given me a strong understanding of the subject while others may be born in to a Christian family but have strayed due to lack of conviction.
I'm also fortunate for a nice neighborhood and house to live in. There are other neighborhoods that aren't nearly as safe or conveniently placed. My house/street is the crux of many fond childhood memories such as playing with neighbor kids at our annual potlucks.
I'm appreciative of a proper education with a Christian basis via homeschooling, in which I avoid common core and public school drama. Along with the advantage of having a small classroom, I can get the help I need. I also happen to have multiple professional art tools at my disposal, a talented mentor to work under and encouraging class mates that support my work.
Stopping to appreciate what you have gives you a different perspective on life.
I Thessalonians 5:18
First, I'm grateful that I was raised into a family of believers and was taught the truth from the start rather than being born into a secular family and left to myself to accept God after years of being taught otherwise, because chances are I would have rejected him like most. My parents have taught from the Bible throughout my childhood which has given me a strong understanding of the subject while others may be born in to a Christian family but have strayed due to lack of conviction.
I'm also fortunate for a nice neighborhood and house to live in. There are other neighborhoods that aren't nearly as safe or conveniently placed. My house/street is the crux of many fond childhood memories such as playing with neighbor kids at our annual potlucks.
I'm appreciative of a proper education with a Christian basis via homeschooling, in which I avoid common core and public school drama. Along with the advantage of having a small classroom, I can get the help I need. I also happen to have multiple professional art tools at my disposal, a talented mentor to work under and encouraging class mates that support my work.
Stopping to appreciate what you have gives you a different perspective on life.
I Thessalonians 5:18
Tuesday, April 11, 2017
Benevolence Lost
Defining humanity would require volumes. A good portion of the description of humanity is accomplished through the writings of History and Literature. These two subjects offer a great explanation for the depths and questions that we tend to ask about ourselves, especially concerning the make up of man, which consists of; attitude, personality and biological make up. These two specific books in Literature offer views into those questions and help lead the reader to a deeper understanding of the inner workings of man. Although written one hundred twenty eight years apart both Frankenstein by Mary Shelly, and Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes, display the dichotomy of human morality. These books provoke our thoughts and make us question how far science should explore in the field of human experimentation.
In Flowers for Algernon, Charlie Gordon, the main character who is mentally impaired struggles with how to acquire intelligence, social acceptance and love. He wanted an identity and was willing to sell himself to science in order to gain the things he felt he lacked. As the story progresses Professor Nemur, the scientist conducting the experiment, encourages Charlie that he is doing the right thing because it will help better mankind and quite possibly make him famous. Charlie replies "I don't care so much about being famous. I just want to be smart like the other people so I can have lots of friends who like me."- Page 97. The monster in Frankenstein observes a family living in a cottage and how they interact with each other. This caused him to seek human contact in order to change the situation he was in. The monster states his needs by saying, "The more I saw of them, the greater became my desire to claim their protection and kindness; my heart yearned to be known and loved by these amiable creatures."- Page 126
In both books, the problem of intellectual validity becomes a topic of contention. Both characters were searching for meaning through the power of the intellect. Philosophically, we state that, what makes us human is intelligence. While this view may be socially accepted it is not entirely correct. Take someone who is mentally disabled for example, they may not have the same mental capacity as the average person but that does not make them any less human. We value intelligence because we know it can progress human kind in the fields of science, economy and industry. We tend to forget that there are many forms of intelligence that may not necessarily be able to be measured. For instance, the sense of humor of one individual may impact another to the point of shaping that person while the same sense of humor may have no effect on someone else.
Regardless of levels of intelligence we all want human connection, friendship and the ability to relate. In Flowers for Algernon, as Charlie grew smarter he found it hard to relate to his colleagues due to his expanding knowledge. His experience with alienation from the acceptance and love he sought before the experiment ironically had the same result in the remedy. Charlie realizes this truth when he surpasses his experimenters in intellect and writes, "I've got to guard against the natural tendency to look down on them...but still it's frightening to realize my fate is in the hands of men who are not the giants I once thought them to be, men who don't know all the answers." Page 107. In Frankenstein, the monster took desperate measures to make a meaningful connection with Dr. Frankenstein by forcing him to listen to his story. Even though he was met with abhorrence and hatred the monster persisted, "Be calm! I entreat you to hear me before you vent your hatred on my devoted head..." - Page 95. "Let your compassion be moved, and do not disdain me, listen to my tale; when you have heard that, abandon or commiserate me as you shall judge that I deserve. But hear me..." - Page 97.
In the world of ethics, science falls into using manipulation in order to justify the reasoning of moving forward in the experimental aspects of science. In both books no one benefited from the experiments. Both scientists failed to properly handle the outcome of their creations. Upon the completion of these experiments both scientists were surrounded with guilt and were forced to explain their selfish reasons for their ambitions. In Flowers For Algernon, Professor Nemur placates Charlie with a sense of altruism and with accolades of human betterment and fame but the outcome was adulterated. Charlie later retorted with, "I've discovered that nobody really cares about Charlie Gordon, whether he's a moron or a genius." Professor Nemur replied, "You're feeling sorry for yourself. What did you expect? This experiment was calculated to raise your intelligence, not to make you popular. We had no control over what happened to your personality, and you've developed from a likable, retarded young man into an arrogant, self centered, antisocial bastard." Professor Nemur may have succeeded in his intellectual experiment but ended up detached from Charlie. The human equation was annihilated for the sake of science. Charlie resented professor Nemur due do his clinical attitude towards him. He felt like a guinea pig and Professor Nemur's references to, 'making him what he was' or coldly stating, 'someday there will be others like him who will become real human beings' sums up Charlie's point when he states, "How can I make him understand that he did not create me? He doesn't realize I was a person before I came here." Page 101. The same ramifications can be seen with Dr. Frankenstein's reaction to his own creation and the fact he failed to create something beautiful. His mind was completely focused and entangled with the processes of creating a functional human body to the point he ignored warnings about his ideas from his family and colleagues and proceeded under a cloak of secrecy. His father warned him early of the danger of his imaginative pursuits in the ancient philosophies and tried to direct him to return to his former modern system of scientific studies by stating, "Ah, Cornelius Agrippa! My dear Victor, do not waste your time upon this; it is sad trash." Page 38. Dr. Frankenstein encompasses the spiritual consequences for creation without due authority in the following statement, "I doubted at first whether I should attempt the creation of a being like myself... but my imagination was too much exalted" - page 52. His reaction to his creation was of disgust, horror, rejection and abandonment which lead to the destruction of himself, his creation and those he loved. Trying to take the authority of God into your own hands is problematic and leads to dysfunction because we were not meant to have such power.
Humans are curious and continue to push forward in experimental sciences which may contain beneficial outcomes for mankind but also have the same moral questions Algernon and Frankenstein encounter. Two modern equivalents that encompass these questions are found in computer science; specifically artificial intelligence and biology, in the field of genetic engineering. Artificial intelligence promotes the idea that this system will make life easier and connect science, economy and industry. AI is the 'well oiled machine' that connects society but we should question if this is a good thing. Are we giving too much control to a machine? What are the ramifications for a thinking people when a machine dictates and controls knowledge. In biology, genetic modification can help find and fight disease, it can also dictate gender, intelligence and even the eye color of a baby. This field can be extremely helpful but also lead to a 'god complex'.
As humans we are fated to question and yearn for answers. Our failure to correctly evaluate the moral consequences and set proper boundaries results in destruction instead of what is intended; the betterment of humanity. Reading these books will make you question if knowing is really worth the consequences. The experiment performed on Charlie resulted in feelings of ridicule and he explains this with Plato's allegory of the cave when he quoted, "...the men of the cave would say of him that up he went and down he came without his eyes." The regression of Charlie and his awareness of losing what he sacrificed himself for was littered with sorrow, pain and irreversible loss. Victor Frankensteins personal decent into madness and despair due to not being able to rectify himself to his mistake caused enormous pain within his soul and the world around him. " Thus spoke my prophetic soul, as torn by remorse, horror and despair, I beheld those I loved spend vain sorrow upon the graves of William and Justine, the first hapless victims of my unhallowed arts." Page 85.
In conclusion, both books refer to John Milton's, Paradise Lost to describe the main theme found throughout the pages. The souls of all characters were scarred in some manner by the decision to forgo natural set boundaries. The scientists and subjects lived within a newly distorted reality which took precedence in their minds. The scientists actions were captivated by their thinking which had residual results with their fellow man. Those associated with the experiments were effected with loss of life or loss of quality of life. In effect, all lost their innocence and were unable to re-coup their former selves. The lesson of the frailty of human nature and the limits we should live within is best stated by Milton, "The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell or a hell of heaven."
References:
Keyes, Daniel. Flowers For Algernon, Bantam edition, July 1975.
Shelley, Mary. Frankenstien, Signet Classic. Penguin Books, 1963.
Written with the help of my mom.
In Flowers for Algernon, Charlie Gordon, the main character who is mentally impaired struggles with how to acquire intelligence, social acceptance and love. He wanted an identity and was willing to sell himself to science in order to gain the things he felt he lacked. As the story progresses Professor Nemur, the scientist conducting the experiment, encourages Charlie that he is doing the right thing because it will help better mankind and quite possibly make him famous. Charlie replies "I don't care so much about being famous. I just want to be smart like the other people so I can have lots of friends who like me."- Page 97. The monster in Frankenstein observes a family living in a cottage and how they interact with each other. This caused him to seek human contact in order to change the situation he was in. The monster states his needs by saying, "The more I saw of them, the greater became my desire to claim their protection and kindness; my heart yearned to be known and loved by these amiable creatures."- Page 126
In both books, the problem of intellectual validity becomes a topic of contention. Both characters were searching for meaning through the power of the intellect. Philosophically, we state that, what makes us human is intelligence. While this view may be socially accepted it is not entirely correct. Take someone who is mentally disabled for example, they may not have the same mental capacity as the average person but that does not make them any less human. We value intelligence because we know it can progress human kind in the fields of science, economy and industry. We tend to forget that there are many forms of intelligence that may not necessarily be able to be measured. For instance, the sense of humor of one individual may impact another to the point of shaping that person while the same sense of humor may have no effect on someone else.
Regardless of levels of intelligence we all want human connection, friendship and the ability to relate. In Flowers for Algernon, as Charlie grew smarter he found it hard to relate to his colleagues due to his expanding knowledge. His experience with alienation from the acceptance and love he sought before the experiment ironically had the same result in the remedy. Charlie realizes this truth when he surpasses his experimenters in intellect and writes, "I've got to guard against the natural tendency to look down on them...but still it's frightening to realize my fate is in the hands of men who are not the giants I once thought them to be, men who don't know all the answers." Page 107. In Frankenstein, the monster took desperate measures to make a meaningful connection with Dr. Frankenstein by forcing him to listen to his story. Even though he was met with abhorrence and hatred the monster persisted, "Be calm! I entreat you to hear me before you vent your hatred on my devoted head..." - Page 95. "Let your compassion be moved, and do not disdain me, listen to my tale; when you have heard that, abandon or commiserate me as you shall judge that I deserve. But hear me..." - Page 97.
In the world of ethics, science falls into using manipulation in order to justify the reasoning of moving forward in the experimental aspects of science. In both books no one benefited from the experiments. Both scientists failed to properly handle the outcome of their creations. Upon the completion of these experiments both scientists were surrounded with guilt and were forced to explain their selfish reasons for their ambitions. In Flowers For Algernon, Professor Nemur placates Charlie with a sense of altruism and with accolades of human betterment and fame but the outcome was adulterated. Charlie later retorted with, "I've discovered that nobody really cares about Charlie Gordon, whether he's a moron or a genius." Professor Nemur replied, "You're feeling sorry for yourself. What did you expect? This experiment was calculated to raise your intelligence, not to make you popular. We had no control over what happened to your personality, and you've developed from a likable, retarded young man into an arrogant, self centered, antisocial bastard." Professor Nemur may have succeeded in his intellectual experiment but ended up detached from Charlie. The human equation was annihilated for the sake of science. Charlie resented professor Nemur due do his clinical attitude towards him. He felt like a guinea pig and Professor Nemur's references to, 'making him what he was' or coldly stating, 'someday there will be others like him who will become real human beings' sums up Charlie's point when he states, "How can I make him understand that he did not create me? He doesn't realize I was a person before I came here." Page 101. The same ramifications can be seen with Dr. Frankenstein's reaction to his own creation and the fact he failed to create something beautiful. His mind was completely focused and entangled with the processes of creating a functional human body to the point he ignored warnings about his ideas from his family and colleagues and proceeded under a cloak of secrecy. His father warned him early of the danger of his imaginative pursuits in the ancient philosophies and tried to direct him to return to his former modern system of scientific studies by stating, "Ah, Cornelius Agrippa! My dear Victor, do not waste your time upon this; it is sad trash." Page 38. Dr. Frankenstein encompasses the spiritual consequences for creation without due authority in the following statement, "I doubted at first whether I should attempt the creation of a being like myself... but my imagination was too much exalted" - page 52. His reaction to his creation was of disgust, horror, rejection and abandonment which lead to the destruction of himself, his creation and those he loved. Trying to take the authority of God into your own hands is problematic and leads to dysfunction because we were not meant to have such power.
Humans are curious and continue to push forward in experimental sciences which may contain beneficial outcomes for mankind but also have the same moral questions Algernon and Frankenstein encounter. Two modern equivalents that encompass these questions are found in computer science; specifically artificial intelligence and biology, in the field of genetic engineering. Artificial intelligence promotes the idea that this system will make life easier and connect science, economy and industry. AI is the 'well oiled machine' that connects society but we should question if this is a good thing. Are we giving too much control to a machine? What are the ramifications for a thinking people when a machine dictates and controls knowledge. In biology, genetic modification can help find and fight disease, it can also dictate gender, intelligence and even the eye color of a baby. This field can be extremely helpful but also lead to a 'god complex'.
As humans we are fated to question and yearn for answers. Our failure to correctly evaluate the moral consequences and set proper boundaries results in destruction instead of what is intended; the betterment of humanity. Reading these books will make you question if knowing is really worth the consequences. The experiment performed on Charlie resulted in feelings of ridicule and he explains this with Plato's allegory of the cave when he quoted, "...the men of the cave would say of him that up he went and down he came without his eyes." The regression of Charlie and his awareness of losing what he sacrificed himself for was littered with sorrow, pain and irreversible loss. Victor Frankensteins personal decent into madness and despair due to not being able to rectify himself to his mistake caused enormous pain within his soul and the world around him. " Thus spoke my prophetic soul, as torn by remorse, horror and despair, I beheld those I loved spend vain sorrow upon the graves of William and Justine, the first hapless victims of my unhallowed arts." Page 85.
In conclusion, both books refer to John Milton's, Paradise Lost to describe the main theme found throughout the pages. The souls of all characters were scarred in some manner by the decision to forgo natural set boundaries. The scientists and subjects lived within a newly distorted reality which took precedence in their minds. The scientists actions were captivated by their thinking which had residual results with their fellow man. Those associated with the experiments were effected with loss of life or loss of quality of life. In effect, all lost their innocence and were unable to re-coup their former selves. The lesson of the frailty of human nature and the limits we should live within is best stated by Milton, "The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell or a hell of heaven."
References:
Keyes, Daniel. Flowers For Algernon, Bantam edition, July 1975.
Shelley, Mary. Frankenstien, Signet Classic. Penguin Books, 1963.
Written with the help of my mom.
Wednesday, November 2, 2016
Confessions of a Regretful Husband
This writing exercise was in the form of a diary reply made by the husband in the short story, The Necklace, by Guy de Maupassant.
Women! Can't live with em, can't live without em, but lately I wish for a break from these confusing creatures. It started as a lovely evening, I was eagerly headed home to present my beautiful wife a lavish invitation to a ball that we had been requested to attend. I soon arrived at my residence and flung open the door and said with the most pleasing tone, "Look dear, I have something for you," and placed the lacy letter in her dainty hand. With a look of pleasure she snatched the envelope out of my hands and hastily tore it open to reveal the contents of the paper, her eyes skimmed the page, she turned to me with tears of joy in her eyes and threw her arms around me and exclaimed, "Oh darling, how wonderful! We're going to a ball!"
At least, that's what I expected, instead half way down the page she paused and blandly looked up to me and said in the most degrading tone, "What am I supposed to do with this?"
Shocked and wide eyed I asked her, "What seems to be the problem dear?"
She burst into tears and whined, "I don't have any opulent dresses to show off! Oh, how the other women will laugh at me."
I couldn't believe that this petty worry was the cause of her distress! I should've left her writhing on the floor to stew in her complaints but I found myself at her side trying to console her. My mind raced to find a solution to this trivial issue. Finally, I had come up with a solution. It would include a great sacrifice on my part but it was a sacrifice I had to make in order to silence the constant complaints. I took my wife by her hand and said, "I have some money saved up that should cover a new dress."
She immediately snapped out of her trance, "Oh dear husband thank you to the ends of the earth!" How dramatic I thought to myself, I should be the one throwing fits! I had saved that money for months now to buy a gun to try at the shooting range. The money was now in her possession she used it the next day to buy an extravagant dress. She came back and tried it on for the night of the ball. She stood before the mirror with a pleasant smile. I smiled to myself, I'm relieved that the insanity was over. I looked back up to tell my spouse it was near time to depart for the ball but her blissful expression had changed! She now glared at her reflection sourly. Bracing for the worst, I asked "What seems to be the problem?"
"I have no jewelry to join my dress, I will surely be scoffed at," she replied, as her fingers ran over a phantom necklace.
This woman cannot be pleased! What more could she want? Suddenly a bright idea popped into my head, I waltzed over to her and suggested that she adorn herself with flowers but she sneered at the idea, even though it was a current trend. She then suggested that she ask one of her wealthy friends to lend her some jewels.
"If that will make this nonsense stop!" I thought to myself.
I told her that it wasn't a bad idea and she headed off at once. Not too long after she came back with a very opulent piece. It was a silver chain encrusted with diamonds, of course she had selected the most expensive looking one!
"Look dear, isn't it marvelous!" She said, beaming at the necklace.
Now when you look at her you may see a beautiful young lady but all I see is a jewel pecking magpie.
We both dressed ourselves for the party and accompanied our cab. Shortly, we arrived at the extravagant ball. As we stepped out of the cab we were greeted by several dapperly dressed party guests. We chattered with our peers and tasted a few hors' de oeuvres. My wife received many comments and compliments on her dashing dress and sparkling necklace. Her face lit up with joy.
"Maybe this wasn't so bad," I smiled to myself.
It came time to depart our friends, we said our goodbyes and then exited the grand ball. We entered our cab and headed home. My wife grinned most of the way, we both made our own comments on the party as we approached our house. We got out of the cab and paid the driver, we headed inside to get undressed. I turned to smile at my wife but her smile had retrogressed into a appalling horror.
"What in the name of all things holy could she possibly be displeased with!?" I screamed inside my mind and then calmed myself down, "STAY CALM," I assured myself.
I cleared my throat "W-what seems to be the matter dear?"
"The Necklace is gone!" she replied with panic in her tone.
She cant be serious...
"Oh, no it's not!" I almost shouted, "Not for long!"
I grabbed my coat and my wife's and and lead her out the door.
We once more arrived at the place of the ball, We ran through the courtyard and through the foyer We searched high and low, in every nook and cranny. We asked the managers, the maids and a few stray party guests, none of which had seen the necklace. My spouse dramatically collapsed on the ballroom floor and sobbed into her hands. "Oh, when my dear friend finds that I have lost her precious jewels she will surely never forgive me!"
Suddenly she sprang to her feet, her tears had ceased as if nothing had happened.
"But, she doesn't have to know!" She announced
"Now dear-" I tried to snap her out of it.
"We can buy one just like it!" She laughed hysterically "She wont know the difference!" This woman was clearly insane.
"Honey, you must be joking."
She suddenly grabbed me by the hand and led me back out to the cab. "To the nearest jewelry store!" She told the driver. Before I could protest we took off. We arrived at the high end store my wife described the necklace to one of the employees and they showed her to a clear glass case which the replica was held. It looked exactly like the lost necklace. "Yes, that's the one!" She told the attendant. Glancing back at the case she saw the price tag and shrank back, It was far beyond the money we had.
"See dear," I stepped in, "lets just go."
Her sad, puppy dog eyes begged me to help her out of this mess, so I agreed to put up our assets as collateral for a loan to buy the necklace for replacement. This decision was the nail in my coffin, our lives changed forever after that.
The next day she took the replaced necklace to its owner and the toil of repayment began. We
had worked for years to pay back our loan. We ended up losing our house and other niceties. We lived in the attic of a close friend. My once beautiful wife had lost her soft demeanor due to the years of work and turmoil. We revisited the owner of the necklace today and came clean with the whole situation. She cried in despair over the condition of her beloved friends and said "My dears your confession is many years too late, the necklace was but a fake and could've been replaced with only a pile of cash from your wallet!"
Needless to say, this truthful bit of information made our souls sink even deeper. Our lives had been wasted away for a fake necklace.
MORALS OF THE STORY:
Be honest
Don't be prideful
Be content with what you have
Proper communication is a key component for avoiding disasters
It's OK to admit your wrong and need help
Be thankful for any good thing that comes your way
Petty complaining steals joy
Your inner and outer beauty can be diminished by your vices
When you use manipulative ways, they tend to bite you back
When you allow yourself to be discontent, you drag others down with you whether you realize it or not.
Too much focus on the real or supposed opinions of others leads to strife
Women! Can't live with em, can't live without em, but lately I wish for a break from these confusing creatures. It started as a lovely evening, I was eagerly headed home to present my beautiful wife a lavish invitation to a ball that we had been requested to attend. I soon arrived at my residence and flung open the door and said with the most pleasing tone, "Look dear, I have something for you," and placed the lacy letter in her dainty hand. With a look of pleasure she snatched the envelope out of my hands and hastily tore it open to reveal the contents of the paper, her eyes skimmed the page, she turned to me with tears of joy in her eyes and threw her arms around me and exclaimed, "Oh darling, how wonderful! We're going to a ball!"
At least, that's what I expected, instead half way down the page she paused and blandly looked up to me and said in the most degrading tone, "What am I supposed to do with this?"
Shocked and wide eyed I asked her, "What seems to be the problem dear?"
She burst into tears and whined, "I don't have any opulent dresses to show off! Oh, how the other women will laugh at me."
I couldn't believe that this petty worry was the cause of her distress! I should've left her writhing on the floor to stew in her complaints but I found myself at her side trying to console her. My mind raced to find a solution to this trivial issue. Finally, I had come up with a solution. It would include a great sacrifice on my part but it was a sacrifice I had to make in order to silence the constant complaints. I took my wife by her hand and said, "I have some money saved up that should cover a new dress."
She immediately snapped out of her trance, "Oh dear husband thank you to the ends of the earth!" How dramatic I thought to myself, I should be the one throwing fits! I had saved that money for months now to buy a gun to try at the shooting range. The money was now in her possession she used it the next day to buy an extravagant dress. She came back and tried it on for the night of the ball. She stood before the mirror with a pleasant smile. I smiled to myself, I'm relieved that the insanity was over. I looked back up to tell my spouse it was near time to depart for the ball but her blissful expression had changed! She now glared at her reflection sourly. Bracing for the worst, I asked "What seems to be the problem?"
"I have no jewelry to join my dress, I will surely be scoffed at," she replied, as her fingers ran over a phantom necklace.
This woman cannot be pleased! What more could she want? Suddenly a bright idea popped into my head, I waltzed over to her and suggested that she adorn herself with flowers but she sneered at the idea, even though it was a current trend. She then suggested that she ask one of her wealthy friends to lend her some jewels.
"If that will make this nonsense stop!" I thought to myself.
I told her that it wasn't a bad idea and she headed off at once. Not too long after she came back with a very opulent piece. It was a silver chain encrusted with diamonds, of course she had selected the most expensive looking one!
"Look dear, isn't it marvelous!" She said, beaming at the necklace.
Now when you look at her you may see a beautiful young lady but all I see is a jewel pecking magpie.
We both dressed ourselves for the party and accompanied our cab. Shortly, we arrived at the extravagant ball. As we stepped out of the cab we were greeted by several dapperly dressed party guests. We chattered with our peers and tasted a few hors' de oeuvres. My wife received many comments and compliments on her dashing dress and sparkling necklace. Her face lit up with joy.
"Maybe this wasn't so bad," I smiled to myself.
It came time to depart our friends, we said our goodbyes and then exited the grand ball. We entered our cab and headed home. My wife grinned most of the way, we both made our own comments on the party as we approached our house. We got out of the cab and paid the driver, we headed inside to get undressed. I turned to smile at my wife but her smile had retrogressed into a appalling horror.
"What in the name of all things holy could she possibly be displeased with!?" I screamed inside my mind and then calmed myself down, "STAY CALM," I assured myself.
I cleared my throat "W-what seems to be the matter dear?"
"The Necklace is gone!" she replied with panic in her tone.
She cant be serious...
"Oh, no it's not!" I almost shouted, "Not for long!"
I grabbed my coat and my wife's and and lead her out the door.
We once more arrived at the place of the ball, We ran through the courtyard and through the foyer We searched high and low, in every nook and cranny. We asked the managers, the maids and a few stray party guests, none of which had seen the necklace. My spouse dramatically collapsed on the ballroom floor and sobbed into her hands. "Oh, when my dear friend finds that I have lost her precious jewels she will surely never forgive me!"
Suddenly she sprang to her feet, her tears had ceased as if nothing had happened.
"But, she doesn't have to know!" She announced
"Now dear-" I tried to snap her out of it.
"We can buy one just like it!" She laughed hysterically "She wont know the difference!" This woman was clearly insane.
"Honey, you must be joking."
She suddenly grabbed me by the hand and led me back out to the cab. "To the nearest jewelry store!" She told the driver. Before I could protest we took off. We arrived at the high end store my wife described the necklace to one of the employees and they showed her to a clear glass case which the replica was held. It looked exactly like the lost necklace. "Yes, that's the one!" She told the attendant. Glancing back at the case she saw the price tag and shrank back, It was far beyond the money we had.
"See dear," I stepped in, "lets just go."
Her sad, puppy dog eyes begged me to help her out of this mess, so I agreed to put up our assets as collateral for a loan to buy the necklace for replacement. This decision was the nail in my coffin, our lives changed forever after that.
The next day she took the replaced necklace to its owner and the toil of repayment began. We
had worked for years to pay back our loan. We ended up losing our house and other niceties. We lived in the attic of a close friend. My once beautiful wife had lost her soft demeanor due to the years of work and turmoil. We revisited the owner of the necklace today and came clean with the whole situation. She cried in despair over the condition of her beloved friends and said "My dears your confession is many years too late, the necklace was but a fake and could've been replaced with only a pile of cash from your wallet!"
Needless to say, this truthful bit of information made our souls sink even deeper. Our lives had been wasted away for a fake necklace.
MORALS OF THE STORY:
Be honest
Don't be prideful
Be content with what you have
Proper communication is a key component for avoiding disasters
It's OK to admit your wrong and need help
Be thankful for any good thing that comes your way
Petty complaining steals joy
Your inner and outer beauty can be diminished by your vices
When you use manipulative ways, they tend to bite you back
When you allow yourself to be discontent, you drag others down with you whether you realize it or not.
Too much focus on the real or supposed opinions of others leads to strife
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