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And have I told you about my Christmas break thus far? Read below, dear friend!
Allison’s Interstate Adventure
I missed my flight, so I drove home instead:
Utah!
Utah!
Snow in Las Vegas!
I made some of my favorite foods for my family:
Meal #1
Meal #2
And Christmastime was swell, as usual:
I adore the color red, and decided that every package should be wrapped in red paper this year!
Brother and I before a Christmas Eve party. He was tickling me.
Mom and Dad on Christmas morning!
I told you I’d be home for Christmas!
Christmas Wishes
Looking past the basic desires for love, happiness, etc., I find myself craving a few things at the moment:
- To be back in Utah (I will be on Monday!).
- For the sunshine to melt the snow and cast down some warmth for me to ride my bicycle around town (in Utah). Does anything sound nicer than the sunshine on my shoulders?…
- …Yes. Cafe Rio. Does a beancheese&rice burrito not sound delicious right now? Mmm…!
But, you know, it’s Christmas, so I guess all of that can wait until next week because
Santa comes tonight!
Great Grandma Mary
For Christmas, my Aunt Susan compiled a book of memories for my Great Grandma Mary. This is my contribution:
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The piece of bread had raisins in it. And cinnamon. At Great Grandma Mary’s house, we ate cinnamon raisin toast, which was completely different than the wheat bread we ate at home.
I was very young– too young to now remember any moment surrounding that moment– and I was sitting at the bar in Grandma Mary’s back room. She set a small plate before me with that piece of toast on it, smothered with butter and, I believe, berry jam. I cannot remember what it tasted like, if I liked it, or if it was even toast. (Was it actually an english muffin? Probable.)
I cannot remember my movements throughout that morning, but I can imagine the rooms I had surely walked through: the cream colored guest bedroom with the light blue lamp (that will someday reside in my own home, thank you Grandma); the narrow, shadow-filled staircase; the kitchen with the fantastic pink stove; the warmth of the back room where I ate my toast.
Toast truly reached a new level of elegance when Grandma Mary made it.
- Allison A. Barnes
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God Bless Our Ward
Today at church I sat by three of my favorite people:
Andrew, Clint, Lucas.
When the first speaker mentioned the movie It’s A Wonderful Life, I grumbled while Andrew smirked and Clint shook the back of my seat and whispered “It’s your favorite movie!” …sarcastically of course. I dislike that movie. It’s depressing.
When the bishop spoke at the end, he told a great story that mentioned a fork. I don’t feel like going into the story right now because I’d probably retell it terribly. However, these were the whispers in my ears:
Lucas: I’m hungry.
Andrew: I prefer sporks.
treasures from this semester
From TMA 201: Dramatic Performance: Antiquity to Renaissance:
- Greece: Oedipus the King (Sophocles), Medea (Euripides).
- Japan: Matsukaze
- France: Tartuffe (Moliere)
From TMA 114: Reading and Constructing Narratives:
- Tragedy: Hero (2002 Film)
- Realism: A Doll House (Ibsen), The Painted Veil (2006 Film)
- Naturalism: Shotgun Stories (2007 Film), Medea (Euripides)
- Expressionism: The Hairy Ape (O’Neill), The Fountain (2006 Film)
- Epic Forms: Persepolis (2007 Film)
- Transcendence and Art: States of Grace (2005 Film)
I should also note that the soundtracks for The Painted Veil and The Fountain are excellent. Invest!
In addition to these courses, I took Theatre Production I, Playwriting I, and Book of Mormon II. This was a very eventful semester, and I’ve definitely grown as a person, as an artist, and in my religion. I know without a doubt that this is where I’m supposed to be right now, and that’s an excellent feeling.
