Ok so no more bullshit. I’ve got to get my shit together now. I’m just really enjoying the slow sad music on my iPod right now. Ok ok ok back to work. Yeah! Special occasion. Wait I need coffee. BRB. Ok here goes: An Eulogy for a non-existent grandfather:
“A limb has fallen from the family tree that says grieve not for me remember the best times, the laughter, the song the good life I lived while I was strong.”
We have gathered here today to mourn the passing of my grandfather, Albert Schmidtt (I cant think of a better name atm). Even in death, he wouldn’t want us to focus on his passing but on the memories he has left us with and the way he has impacted our lives and those of others. (I need to fix this but laters).
My grandfather was like the tree of life. He impacted everyones life, who came into contact with him. He was a support-system for some; to some he was a presence they drew strength from, for others he was someone to lean on; and yet others gained from his wisdom.
As a child, his role in my life changed over time. I remember him protecting and sheltering me from my parents wrath when I broke things as a child. I remember his strength as he carried me on his shoulder down the streets so I wouldn’t have to walk. I remember his wisdom that allowed me to get over obstacles in my life with ease, tactfully telling me stories and experiences in his life and teaching me how to deal with my problems as an adult.
For my father, he was always a pillar of strength. The one person my father went to for advice. He loved being a father as much as he loved being a grandparent. On this note, I will end this speech by telling you the one thing my grandfather always said to be whenever I was upset:
If winter comes, can spring be far behind? – Percy Bysshe Shelley
So what do you guys think? Good enough of an eulogy for a grandfather who doesn’t exist? Dog tax attached.
So in one of my classes, I have to give a special occasion speech on some imaginary event. Contrary to american culture, we don’t do speeches back home. I dont know what to do or where to begin or what to give a speech on. Not only did I realize that I have a shortage of friends, but I realized I had nothing of value to contribute. These days my life is pretty turbulent. Understandably. I’ve moved to a country where I am surrounded by strangers. People I feel like I have no choice to be friends with even though I barely get along with. I also realized that my tolerance for bullshit is pretty high. Also for stupidity. I dont mind a whole lot of bullshit for a bit of friendship in return. No doubt I am surrounded by children. But then what did I expect being 29 and returning to college. I just wish I didnt have to deal with assholes or idiots all the time. I enjoy learning.
Anyways back to the speech. Im going to attempt to write it here in public and see what sticks.
Ok so rules:
- General guidelines:
- Usually more formal language used – this hopefully I can do
- Literary devices may be used – wtf does this even mean!?
- Manuscript/memory as a mode of delivery
- Theme – Repetitive Format – we are supposed to have a “theme”.. I’m thinking “Tree”
- Focus on occasion/audience/situation – well its supposed to be sad. I get it.
- What’s appropriate? What’s not?
- Use Specific Examples
- Don’t make it a listing exercise
And since I’ve decided to do a eulogy for a non-existent grandfather:
- Celebrate the essential character of the person – person’s virtues, not accomplishments – since a “tree’ so supportive (strong, gave us strength), sheltering, Tree of Life? maybe (my grandfather must have been one cool guy) , wise. OH MY GOD FAMILY TREE!
- Cite specific examples that illustrate the virtues – jeez how am I going to spin this into the speech?
- Positive in tone
- Magnify the person’s strengths, minimize weaknesses
- Limit personal references
Im not generally an effusive person, so I don’t have much. Just this. But I have to try. I have to get an A in this course. Because. I have to. And because Im Asian. Its expected of me.
Now let me Google some samples of eulogies and rip the introduction off of one of them.
“In the end, its not the years in your life that you count, it’s the life in your years.”
“A limb has fallen from the family tree that says grieve not for me remember the best times, the laughter, the song the good life I lived while I was strong.” Stanley Barlow. OMG this fits perfectly.
Ok I’ve got nothing.
The rest is in the next speech. Dog tax attached.
I know it’s been a really long time since I checked in. But my life’s taken another turn and I find myself beginning a new phase of life. Sometimes I think my life is so compartmentalized. I love it and hate it. On one hand it allows me to recreate myself and gives me the chance to discard or shed parts of my life I would have liked to change. On the other side, however, I miss the comfort of my old life. The feeling of being sheltered from the worst this world puts people through.
One thing that still hasn’t changed is that I was lonely then and I am lonely now. I haven’t had a real friend in 4 years and I miss being able to hold a conversation I want to have with people. I have to just listen to the shallowness of other peoples drivel and accept them for who they are and never expect more. I guess we’re all hiding behind our respective facades – being cool and friendly and happy. We don’t want to share what’s really on our mind, because, God forbid, what if we don’t like each other? I know Im droning.
Ive read quite a few books but Im not going to post about them right now. Its 2 in the morning and I don’t think Im going to get much sleep. I moved to the States in December 2014. I just want to share some pictures for now. And wallow in self-pity because I don’t have the kind of friends I want and because I am lonely. I need to get over myself.
This is where I live. In a small college town called Winona, in the middle of nowhere Minnesota. I’m in love with the place. Although I have always considered myself a city girl, and I’m not sure how long I can live here in the quiet, this place has made space in my heart and I love it already. This is the place I will call home. More pictures to come later. I am going to try and get some sleep. Class at 8 in the morning! Cheers.