I enjoyed reading on page 5 and 6 of this story.  The narrator talks about moving to New York and having a good job, but he never really wanted to leave Kentucky.  This reminded me of our first day of class.  I mentioned I wanted to move to a big city and have a Starbucks on every corner.  It sounds like the narrator did not want this.  He loved Kentucky.  He loved the place where he was born and where he grew up.  Some people cannot escape that reality.    On page 14 and 15 of the story, I saw all the pictures and words underlined, and i thought about a completley unrealated story, "The Absoultley True Diary of a Part Time Indian." Great story.  There were pictures in that story that were labeled just like they are in this story.  The end of the story is imagary just like the first story.  I like reading "things" like this because I j

On page 69 of this story, the author talks about the shield he carried around as kid.  When I was reading, I immediatley thought about us telling our secrets.   Some of our secrets were funny (most of them were), some were pretty revelaing.  The author carried around a shield to protect him from poison ivy and girls kisses.  That was a pretty funny read.   On page 77 of the story, the author talks about his students using the word "I" in their papers.  He says that if you take away the word "I" it takes away your power of speech.  The way I think about this is through my eyes as a future journalist.  In my classes, we are not supposed to put ourselves in the story.  So I would have to disagree.  In journalism, "I" is not allowed AT ALL.   The beginning of page 80 is full of imagary.  It makes you want to experience it.  "Orange glow will cut through the darkness, 'Go to bed a half hour late and a glittering of stars will spot the dark blue of the night sky while crickets rattle your ears. Eat lunch with a friend. Watch a baby learning to laugh. "

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