Wednesday, March 5, 2008
my car radio
I love my car more than anything. it is so ghetto and it is falling apart at the scemes. she is a 96 ford conture in dark green. I have had her since my sophmore year of highschool. She is the car I learned to drive in and I dread the day she dies and takes the long walk to the freeway in the sky. I replaced her tape deck with a CD player and replaced all of her speakers about a year ago because I had blown them all out with the radio. In December, the radio mysteriously stoped working. It sounded liek somthing was grounding out in the passenger side door because I could throw things at the door and things would fade in and out. It was really strange becasue I usually listen to hardcore RAP when I am driving around. When my radio went out, I drove around in silence. It was really interesting because I realised that I drove slower. I was calmer and had less road rage. Recentlly, I have had better luck and the radio has started working a little bit better. The crazy thing is that I am again listening to music in the car and I can notice a difference in my driving and in the atmousphere in the car.
For a teaching Idea, we can talk about media affecting our emotions and manipulating wht we feel. For an activiy I could tell them that we are going to wright about a time when yu felt really sad or depressed and that I am going to play some background music for them. let them start writing, and then turn on music that is really happy, bouncy, and joyfull and let them go for a minute. then turn off the msuic and talk about weather it was easier or harder to wright about somthing sad when the music was happy.
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