Learning to Understand The Problem we all live with

This historical painting was painted by Norman Rockwell. This painting portrays Ruby Bridges, on of the first African American children that went to a integrated school, as she walks to her school. This painting is called The Problem we all live with. This painting was painted in 1964. This painting portrays Ruby as she enters her school in the morning. She is only six-year-old She is being escorted by four white federal marshals to the school. They are walking by a wall which is painted with the words “nigger”. Behind her their is a stain in the wall of a tomato and such tomato in the floor. Also in a wall there are “K” painted in the wall, meaning the Ku Klux Klan. A detail is that only the face of the Rudy appears in the painting and the on of he escorts are cut off.

            When you see this painting you are able to see the sufferment of people that have black skin. You feel how cruel is the men, abusing on another men because they have a different pigment of skin. I felt sad and depressed, not proud of being white when I saw the pain that people of the same color of my skin made a poor six-year-old girl pass. I also feel jealous, jealous of the braveness of that poor six-year-old had. Not crying- something that I would have done is I was in her position. She was portrait strong, walking straight-backed and proud- not a sign of fear in her face. The artist is probably trying to show how bad the African Americans are treated when they claim their rights.

            In the painting the faces of the federal marshals that were accompanying Ruby were excluded, probably done to have all the attention in Ruby. I feel that the color were bright because it is telling that it is a good day because the segregation in the schools are being abolished. At the same moment the stains of tomato is showing that some people are not happy of the change that is happening. I think that this painting is made in a neutral point of view. 

Vacation Journal #6: No Cheese in my Sandwich

Monday

            You know what makes me start hating vacation? It is food. When I am at school the maid has to cook something new and food is constant. I like that I have to eat at 6:00am, at 11:00, and at 7:00. For some reason I like when there is consistency in my meal times. When their school Mom buys food constantly but when we are on vacation she will not because we will probably go in a trip and the food will get ruined. The problem is that in vacations all you want to do is to eat a lot of crap wile you see a lot of TV. I am starting to miss school, which is something I never thought of saying at all. I am tired of all the time with my father, the problem with his is that he is annoying if you are with him for a lot of time and I am scared of him.

            This morning I woke up late and breakfast hour was over but I wanted to eat something. My father was at the kitchen cooking supper and he got mad because I was making it hard for him to get his ingredients. He was annoying me and I could not make my sandwich as I wanted. At the end I ate a sandwich that only had ketchup and mayonnaises. It sucked compared to what I had as a vision of the sandwich I wanted to do.

            The rest of the day I had to try on all my clothing because Mom wants me to give my old clothing to my cousins. She got the idea after the family party we had the 24^th of December. She saw that my cousins were dressed in a lousy way. My uncle doesn’t what to buy clothing for them because his ex-girlfriend doesn’t want to lend them to him. Someway he got her to let him have his sons for the holydays. Well I am getting out of topic. The point is that I hate having to try all my clothes and pick the wants I want to stay with. I like the idea of giving clothing but I find it so tedious. It was 5:00pm when we finished cleaning our clothing.

            In the night Mom took me to the Arrocha to buy Grandpa’s birthday gift. We got him a wallet because his is very beaten up. We decided to choose one that has a lot of slots for pictures because he has a lot of pictures of my sister. I don’t know why but he is balnes about her, he even gave her an expensive car as a gift. Again I am getting out of topic. When Mom used the machines to tae money out she got frustrated because the transaction happened but it didn’t give it money. Thanks to god the problem got fixed but it took hours for the gift to get wrapped. When we got home it was already past dinner hour and the only thing their was to eat was leftovers and personally I didn’t like what my father cooked for lunch. I started getting the things I usually put in my sandwich but I had no cheese. NO CHEESE! Who can survive without cheese? I love cheese. It is created from love, and majesty of the cows. It is full of crabs and it taste is excellent. Not only that but their was no ham. I had to use cheeses from a bar to be able to have cheese in my sandwich. If you see it you can see it has nothing. Well it is not all bad because no cheese in my sandwich means that probably I am going on a trip. The good part in this entry is that I was right; I am going on a trip. This Wednesday I am going to El Valle and to a special ceremony in which they are going to transport Arnulfo’s remaining to a different place.

            P.S: Sorry that I haven’t been able to do a post in such a lot of time. I will be posting a special entry in which I will talk of the days and share special stuff.