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16 years ago
Here we go, here we go again......
Well in "Creative Writing" class, Monday, we were told to write a journal entry about our favorite meal. This is what came from my hand...
Favorite meals are something to be savored, loved, and enjoyed, down to the last morsel. But why talk about a favorite meal, which has no real relevance, when a much more memorable meal is better suited. More memorable meals, I’m talking about, the last supper for example. The last meal Jesus had with his disciples on Earth before he was crucified, where he tells them what is to become of him, and what they will do. Or maybe even the final meal of Adam and Eve in Eden. How would they know that their introduction to sin would permanently stain mankind? The final meal they would have of absolute closeness with God. Or maybe even the final meal of a Jewish citizen, or family even, in Nazi Germany before their capture. Favorite meals are more pleasurable, but memorable meals tend to be remembered more, and easier, good or bad. Possibly the final meal of a family in Hiroshima, Japan, not realizing the buzzing was a B-29 bomber with their deaths in it. The final meal before Lucifer was cast out of heaven, the meal before Truman signed the last peace agreement between the Allies and the Axis, even Senator Obama’s final meal before declaring his run for President, or the conspirators’ last meals before they murdered Julius Caesar.
These are all memorable meals, but could you really say that any of them would be a favorite meal? Do you suppose that they would pick these meals to tell people about, if they could? Maybe President Truman’s meal, but during that meal he had to have remembered all the men that died getting them to that point. Maybe even Christ’s, but to that he was possibly thinking of what was to come.
Anything I could come up with as a “favorite meal” would be pointless compared to the memorable meals. Mine would have to be a nice, crunchy, peanut and grape jelly sandwich with a twenty ounce bottle of Mountain Dew to drink. But what significance does that really have in the long run? No significance at all. So I’ll stop with all my rambling and carrying on and hopefully let you ponder these more memorable meals.
Adios and good day!
Lance Thyla
(Real name removed ^)
Favorite meals are something to be savored, loved, and enjoyed, down to the last morsel. But why talk about a favorite meal, which has no real relevance, when a much more memorable meal is better suited. More memorable meals, I’m talking about, the last supper for example. The last meal Jesus had with his disciples on Earth before he was crucified, where he tells them what is to become of him, and what they will do. Or maybe even the final meal of Adam and Eve in Eden. How would they know that their introduction to sin would permanently stain mankind? The final meal they would have of absolute closeness with God. Or maybe even the final meal of a Jewish citizen, or family even, in Nazi Germany before their capture. Favorite meals are more pleasurable, but memorable meals tend to be remembered more, and easier, good or bad. Possibly the final meal of a family in Hiroshima, Japan, not realizing the buzzing was a B-29 bomber with their deaths in it. The final meal before Lucifer was cast out of heaven, the meal before Truman signed the last peace agreement between the Allies and the Axis, even Senator Obama’s final meal before declaring his run for President, or the conspirators’ last meals before they murdered Julius Caesar.
These are all memorable meals, but could you really say that any of them would be a favorite meal? Do you suppose that they would pick these meals to tell people about, if they could? Maybe President Truman’s meal, but during that meal he had to have remembered all the men that died getting them to that point. Maybe even Christ’s, but to that he was possibly thinking of what was to come.
Anything I could come up with as a “favorite meal” would be pointless compared to the memorable meals. Mine would have to be a nice, crunchy, peanut and grape jelly sandwich with a twenty ounce bottle of Mountain Dew to drink. But what significance does that really have in the long run? No significance at all. So I’ll stop with all my rambling and carrying on and hopefully let you ponder these more memorable meals.
Adios and good day!
Lance Thyla
(Real name removed ^)
Happily mated to 
You should go commission them, eh?
You should go commission them, eh?
KatieThyla
~katiethyla
I seriously love this journal x] Teacher is retarded =P I really think she gives us bad grades and yells at us because she doesn't like our class... That's how it seems a lot, at least.
