Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Rosie The Riveter


    It all started on Sunday, December 7, 1941, the date of the bombing of Pearl Harbor, and the date that the United States entered the fighting of World War II. Pearl Harbor was a surprise attack on the United States by Japan during which, “2,403 American died, five battleships sank, other ships were severely damaged, and 200 planes were destroyed”. Colman stated that after this attack, “Some things changed forever, other things changed just for the duration of the war. But almost everything changed”. Life as the middle class American people knew it was about to be altered greatly. Normal supplies that people usually used everyday were going to be in short supply, and many items were going to eventually be rationed. Many signs and posters were plastered around towns and cities everywhere with the slogan, “Use it up/Wear it out/Make it do/Or do without”. People began learning the value of things, how to live with less, sometimes do without, and they learned not to take things for granted.

             Once America got involved in the fighting, almost every male who was able and of the correct age got drafted to fight in the war. This left thousands and thousands of jobs open. The women of this time decided to step up and go to work and support the men who were away. In October of 1943, the magazine Woman’s Home Companion put out a quote that explains the new idea of working women perfectly: “American women are learning to put planes and tanks together, how to read blueprints, how to weld and rivet and make the great machinery of war production hum under skillful eyes and hands. But they’re also learning how to look smart in overalls and how to be glamorous after work. They are learning to fulfill both the useful and the beautiful ideal”. This quote sums up exactly what these women were trying to accomplish. They were working a man’s job to support the army by building supplies that were needed yet doing it with grace and class.
This was not without some propaganda. The United States government launched a campaign to make the idea of working look more appealing to women. A poster ad displayed “Rosie The Riveter” who was a fictional character that showed a woman worker with a “big, muscular body and a cute saucy face and pose.” She also has a rivet gun placed in her lap along with a lunchbox with the name “Rosie” inscribed upon it. Another example of one of these ads was the poster that pictured Rosie flexing her muscle and the phrase, “We can do it!” In February of 1943, the song “Rosie the Riveter” was released. Part of the lyrics to this song are as follows: “While other girls attend a favorite cocktail bar, sipping dry martinis, munching caviar; there’s a girl who’s really putting them to shame—Rosie is her name. All day long, whether rain or shine, she’s part of the assembly line, she’s making history working for victory, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie the riveter”
Life for these women had to be tough sometimes. By the end of the war, 18 million women were working. Out of this large number, many of these women were single; however, many were married with children. After putting in a full days work, most women had to come home and care for their family. Downtime and rest were scarce. However, a certain element of patriotism kept them going and loyal to their cause. Most all women had family fighting in the war, and they felt like working to supply the army and help aid in production, a way that they could support their family members who were fighting. I believe this gave them a true love for what they were doing.
After the war was over, many people felt that women were not needed and should return to being homemakers and just doing normal “woman jobs.” Also, many men wanted to return to their original employers that they had before the war. This did not go over well with some of the girls! Many of them loved working in factories and such so much that they wanted to pursue a career in that field.  “The Rosie the Riveter campaign had created a new generation of women”

During this time, women chose to step up to the plate. They chose to put aside what made them   comfortable and work for a greater cause. I would hope that if America were ever put in a situation like this again that the women of today would follow the lead of these women who came before us. Sadly, I feel like most women of today are so selfish and self-absorbed to really care about what would happen if they didn’t step up! All we can do is hope that if it happens, we could display half of the courage and bravery of each and every woman behind the Rosie the Riveter label. I truly believe that she is a genuine inspiration to many! ....and to think that all that was behind one poster!


:)lgj

Saturday, March 5, 2011

"The Black Cat"

(Edgar A. Poe)
(pg. 513)


   In this story, Poe uses a phrase to describe a bad feeling that comes over him that causes him to think and do horrible things! This term is 'spirit of perverseness.' Many people have episodes where their spirit of perverseness shows itself. When we say that phrase; however, it may not make total sense to some. I will try to explain... When I think of the word perverse, I think of something gross, morbid, dark, horrible, or something that could be detrimental to someone. According to Webster's online dictionary, the word perverse means, "A turned away from something that is right or good: corrupt." Overall, perverseness is not a very good thing. In fact, it is in no way associated with the word good. For example, I can remember a time in my own life when something like this took over me. I was probably about ten years old, and i had gotten in a little bit of trouble with my parents. I think it was something as simple as talking back, but I can remember thinking it was the end of the world as I knew it. Confined to my room for a while, anger began to well up inside me. Keep in mind, I was a very happy go lucky child and was rarely ever angry. It only took moments for me to give myself over to the anger and act. Stupidly, I then reached for my hairbrush and proceeded to chuck it across the room into a wall. Once it had slammed against the wall, I recovered from my spirit of "evil." I felt awful afterwards. I went over and noticed that I had created a large gash in my wall. I can remember thinking to myself "what was i thinking?" To this day, that gash still remains in my wall. It is a constant reminder to keep myself in check, and not to give myself over to foolish things and spirits! Keep yourself pure. Perverseness is a bad character trait to possess. It doesn't mean you are a bad person if you have it...you just have some work to do.


:)lgj

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

I SPARKLE!

"Those who look on him are radiant; their faces are never covered with shame" ~Psalm 34:5 I read this verse today, and it practically made my day. (It definitely put a big smile on my face) I LOVE to sparkle, whether it be on clothes, shoes, fingernail polish, etc... I just love it. To give you a slight idea of just how much i will post a picture of my newest pair of TOMS! Anyway, looking at this verse from my point of view...It means that when I look to Jesus for anything and everything I am radiant, which in other words means I sparkle! This is the one way that I never have to stop sparkling:) It may seem like such a simple verse, but Jesus gave this to me today for a purpose. He wants to show me that with Him in my life, I always sparkle. 

A New Level

   I have been thinking a lot about patience in the last few weeks. I am a pretty patient person when it comes to normal everyday things. However, I feel like I am being taught a whole new level of patience here lately. I never really thought that it had many different levels, but it does. I am learning patience in the area of waiting on God to show me things instead of trying to control them myself. It is so easy sometimes to put myself at the number one spot, but I must remember that I am second! This is a whole lot easier said than done. For me, the trouble comes from a small thing called control. I enjoy being in control of things and knowing every detail, and when it is going to take place. The key thing that I am learning here lately is that I must put all of my trust in Jesus, and I must believe that He knows what He is doing. Also, i must surrender control of every little detail in my life to Him. This seems like it would be so easy...We don't have to worry about anything because He has it all already worked out. I know that I am a work in progress, but I feel like when I actually grasp the concept of this type of trust and patience; I will be able to learn new things with my eyes totally fixed on my creator!


:)lgj


"Luck"

(Mark Twain)
   (pg. 213)


     What exactly is luck? How do you define getting 'lucky'? Is there really such a thing as luck? ... All of these are questions that I tend to ask myself when thinking about luck. This simple quote from a book by Dr. Seuss is really a great way for me to express my views on this subject! “When you think things are bad, when you feel sour and blue, when you start to get mad… You should do what I do! Just tell yourself, Duckie, you’re really quite lucky! Some people are much more…Oh, ever so much more…Oh, muchly much-much more unlucky than you!”  When I read this, it clicked in my brain that everyday I am lucky. I thought about several instances that I may have gotten what some people would call "lucky", but they were hard to come by and not very interesting. I loved that quote so much because it uses the word luck in a different way. The way I look at luck is really not luck at all. I look at it as more of a blessing. Instead of saying I got lucky, I love to say that I am blessed. My biggest blessing that I have in my life would definitely be my family. I was adopted when I was just a day old. My birth-mother was very young, and wasn't able to support a child, so she chose adoption over abortion! My parents were called right before I was born and alerted of a baby girl that needed a home. Growing up, I didn't fully        understand exactly how fortunate I was. However, over the years I have seen just how much I really did need them. I guess you could say that I was lucky to have been adopted instead of aborted. I like to look at it as i was blessed. Many children are not this fortunate, and I thank God everyday for giving me life. Also, for blessing me with the best family ever!


:)lgj