Last Connection Blog

 Lately our topic in Philosophy with the absence of Mr. Wickersham has been “designer children” and practically the meaning of life. When speaking on “designer children” we (as a class) specified this as picking the traits of your child which is something that doesn't sit quite well with me. In my class blog I spoke about how one of the most beautiful things to experience in life is watching a child, that you gave birth to, grow up and develop their own personality and identity for themselves. When you pick the traits of your child, it's almost as if you're not necessarily giving them a chance to be them; even if they don't know who exactly they are yet. Plus, as someone mentioned in class, a parent can go through all this trouble to make their child look a certain way physically...only for that child to dye their hair or wear contacts in life, now “designing your child” has become meaningless and cost the parent some serious coins. From the lecture we watched, the speaker mentioned that it's in human nature to want to be in control of everything, thus that's more so why this topic even came to be. Now does this mean that when people are in control of their life or the things that happen in their life that they have more of a purpose or a more meaningful life? In Examined Life, one speaker explained that our life has no meaning until we find it while another said we have meaning in life but it's bigger than us. Now, naturally I agree with both because another person can't judge the worth of someone’s life. For example, if I wear the same necklace every day because my mom gave it to me, and that's why it's meaningful to me, who's to tell me that my necklace is meaningless? I create my own joy and define what makes my life meaningful--not someone else. On the flip side, I am religious and I do believe that God has a plan for our lives which is why I understand that maybe the meaning He has planned for my life is “complex” because it's greater than I am.

Last Reflection Blog

 This book is just nuts. First off, let's thank Hilde for asking and thinking about all the right questions such as how in the world her father put together this book. As long as this book is, it must've taken him at least 6 months to write it. But shouldn't he have had to write this novel possibly a year prior to Hilde's birthday? Hypothetically speaking of course. While Hilde is asking all the right questions, Sophie’s mom isn't asking any at all. Her daughter gives her a book titled Sophie’s World and she reads a little and isn't phased by this?? What?! That's all types of weird and I'd be past freaking out if that were my child. Anywho, I don't like the way Alberto told everyone that they didn't exist. Like that's not the type of thing you just drop of someone; that's heavy stuff. Telling someone that they're completely made up and apart of someone's conscious is practically unheard of and I don't think Alberto went about telling people correctly. To be honest, I don't think Alberto should've told them at all. Now I get that technically Alberto didn't say any of this and that it's the major making him say these things, but deep down I want to believe that Alberto and Sophie are real. Lastly, it crazy how Sophie’s World ends inside of Sophie's World. Sophie and Alberto’s lives just vanish after the party...yet there's still pages in the book and we’re still reading the novel but it's no longer about Sophie, it's about Hilde now.