Cnf-Las - Q4 Week 5 - 6
Cnf-Las - Q4 Week 5 - 6
Cnf-Las - Q4 Week 5 - 6
Activity 1: On Memoirs
What to Know: A memoir is a narrative written from the perspective of the author
about an important event of his or her life. It primarily focuses on facts such as the who-what-
when-where-why-how of his or her life.
What to Do: Assume that these snippets are taken from your peers’ memoirs. Write a
mini critique of these considering the essential elements discussed in the module. Write your
mini critique below and use a separate sheet if needed.
A.
My Pursuit of Happiness
Actually, I started my pursuit of happiness as soon as I came into this world. My Mom
says that I was an extremely capricious baby – I could cry out loud for a rather long period
of time until all my demands were satisfied. A little terrorist, with large rainy eyes and a loud
voice, I was! Later on, as I grew up, I preserved my willingness to do everything to get what
I wanted, but I learned some new and more effective methods of achieving my goals.
I remember that, when I was 4 years old, I wanted to have a dog. Absolutely nothing,
even my allergy to dogs, could prevent me from making my dream come true…
Source: Best Memoir Examples that Will Stir Your Imagination, Overnight Essay (2021)
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I was in a coffee shop looking through the want ads when I read, “Macy’s Herald
Square, the largest store in the world, has big opportunities for outgoing, fun-loving people of
all shapes and sizes who want more than just a holiday job! Working as an elf in Macy’s Santa
Land means being at the center of the excitement....”
I circled the ad and then I laughed out loud at the thought of it. The man seated next
to me turned on his stool, checking to see if I was a lunatic. I continued to laugh, quietly.
Yesterday I applied for a job at UPS. They are hiring drivers’ helpers for the upcoming
Christmas season and I went to their headquarters filled with hope. In line with three hundred
other men and women my hope diminished. During the brief interview I was asked why I
wanted to work for UPS and I answered that I wanted to work for UPS because I like the brown
uniforms. What did they expect me to say?
“I’d like to work for UPS because, in my opinion, it’s an opportunity to showcase my
substantial leadership skills in one of the finest private delivery companies this country has
seen since the Pony Express!” I said I liked the uniforms and the UPS interviewer turned my
application face down on his desk and said, “Give me a break.”
I came home this afternoon and checked the machine for a message from UPS but
the only message I got was from the company that holds my student loan, Sallie Mae. Sallie
Mae sounds like a naive and barefoot hillbilly girl but in fact they are a ruthless and aggressive
conglomeration of bullies located in a tall brick building somewhere in Kansas. I picture it to
be the tallest building in that state and I have decided they hire their employees straight out of
prison. It scares me. The woman at Macy’s asked, “Would you be interested in full-time elf or
I often see people on the streets dressed as objects and handing out leaflets. I tend to
avoid leaflets but it breaks my heart to see a grown man dressed as a taco. So, if there is a
costume involved, I tend not only to accept the leaflet, but to accept it graciously, saying,
“Thank you so much,” and thinking, You poor, pathetic son of a bitch. I don’t know what you
have but I hope I never catch it. This afternoon on Lexington Avenue I accepted a leaflet from
a man dressed as a camcorder. Hot dogs, peanuts, tacos, video cameras, these things make
me sad because they don’t fit in on the streets. In a parade, maybe, but not on the streets. I
figure that at least as an elf I will have a place; I’ll be in Santa’s Village with all the other elves.
We will reside in a fluffy wonderland surrounded by candy canes and gingerbread shacks. It
won’t be quite as sad as standing on some street corner dressed as a french fry.
I am trying to look on the bright side. I arrived in New York three weeks ago with high
hopes, hopes that have been challenged. In my imagination I’d go straight from Penn Station
to the offices of “One Life to live,” where I would drop off my bags and spruce up before
heading off for drinks with Cord Roberts and Victoria Buchannon, the show’s greatest stars.
We’d sit in a plush booth at a tony cocktail lounge where my new celebrity friends would lift
their frosty glasses in my direction and say, “A toast to David Sedaris, the best writer this show
has ever had!!!”…
Text taken from www.nytimes.com/2008/12/07/books/chapter-holidays-on-ice
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