The importance of the work

I liked the article and I want to talk about the banning of the book in school. Life in 1951 didn’t have rap music videos with naked people dancing around, people cursing on TV screens and sex basically on day-time TV like there is now. They banned the book because they wanted to “save children’s innocence” because they didn’t want children and teens to read about sex, and cursing. I agree that it should have been banned then. I am also happy that we have read this book in school today because is a reality check, Holden talks like he is talking to you in the book and I think that way of writing is very affective.
People got all worked up over this book but as they say in the article, it is “serious fiction” and people seem to have forgotten that. I don’t think that Salinger wrote this book with hopes that it would cause this much controversy but I also don’t see him complaining.
In this article they also talk about that people didn’t want Holden to be a role model. I don’t think you necessarily have to look at Holden as a role model. He could be someone who needs help and you have to come up with ways to help him, people always think inside the box but I think this is a book where you have to think outside.

Color paper

I am Black
Not because I'm cold or bitter
But because I’m a little bit of everything
I’m blue because I’m calm during stressful situations and loyal to my friends
I’m brown because I have great endurance, not endurance for running but because I can just keep doing one thing after another until everything is done.
I’m green because I can balance my enviousness with good luck
I’m pink because even though I’m childish in ways, but I love to live life
I’m red because I am passionate about what I believe in
I’m orange because I balance enthusiasm for friends and fun and my laziness so not get off the couch on weekends.
I’m yellow because I’m optimistic about people and I always see the glass half full
I could not pick one color to explain myself because I’m not one color. I combined them all together to help you get a better view of me; I combined them and got black.

Over-sized Brown chair

On Christmas break every year my family goes down to Kennett Square, PA and stay at my grandparents’ house. My family has been doing this since my sister Katie was born twenty years ago and maybe even longer than that. For as along as I can remember every Christmas morning I would sit in an over sized brown leather chair and open my presents.
That chair is amazing. It isn’t all one shade of brown; it has light brown mixed perfectly with darker browns to make it a beautiful piece of furniture. After at least seventeen years of usage it still does not have a rip, tear, or even a scratch on it. On Christmas morning the only light on in the room when we get there is the fireplace and it illuminates the chair and it looks so warm and comfy I can’t wait to sit in it. Katie and I go to the tree to separate our presents; we knew we had to wait for our mom so we would always arrange our presents, Katie’s on the right, and mine on the left. Then we would grab out stocking off the mantle and sit in the chairs we always did. I would sit in the brown one and Katie would sit on a sofa/chair mix thing in front of the TV. As soon as I saw my mom walk into the room, I would dump the contents of my pink stocking into my lap. Then I would sort through everything nicely and put it back into my stocking and wait for the presents.
The way presents work is a little different than stockings, my mom picks out the presents, and my dad gives them to us, but only one at a time so we have to watch the other one go. It’s boring as a little kid to do presents like this but it saves all the time later when you ask what did you get for Christmas?
About five years ago we starting putting the brown chair in the laundry room because with the tree out there just wasn’t enough room. But every Christmas morning my dad and I carry the chair out and set it up so that I can open my stocking and presents sitting in it. I love the tradition of going to my grandparent’s house for Christmas, the traditions have changed a little bit but we always bring the chair out. The amount of presents and the amount of people celebrating Christmas with us may change, but I know for sure I will be opening my presents in the chair for years to come.