idiotruler
Dec 8, 2009
Undergraduate / "My Life as a Midwestern Belle" - Emerson College Supplement [6]
3) Much of the work that students do at Emerson College is a form of storytelling. If you were to write the story of your life until now, what would you title it? Why?
Ranch Dressing, Tornados and Pickup Trucks: My Life as a Midwestern Belle.
When asked where I am from, I usually mumble something under my breath, hoping to change the subject before the blaring truth is revealed: I'm a Midwesterner. Growing up as a young lady in the Midwest was not an easy task and certainly may be compared to the upbringing of a southern belle, relying on heavy makeup, a strong stomach, and a sense of humor. I spent my typical Midwestern childhood smothering everything edible in ranch dressing (though today I can hardly stand the taste), dreading tornado sirens, and learning the etiquette required by my friendly fellow Midwesterners ("Yes mam," "No, sir," and always a "I would like seconds of your casserole, please.") Meanwhile, Saturday nights were spent driving a pickup truck too fast down back roads, living for the moment without a care. Although I may not always be proud of where I come from, there's no denying my small Missouri hometown has molded me into the person I am today: a bright-eyed girl longing for a fast-paced life with the ability to stop and smell the roses. These experiences have earned my life the title of Ranch Dressing, Tornados and Pickup Trucks: My Life as a Midwestern Belle.
-Amiria Harper-Rose, 2009
3) Much of the work that students do at Emerson College is a form of storytelling. If you were to write the story of your life until now, what would you title it? Why?
Ranch Dressing, Tornados and Pickup Trucks: My Life as a Midwestern Belle.
When asked where I am from, I usually mumble something under my breath, hoping to change the subject before the blaring truth is revealed: I'm a Midwesterner. Growing up as a young lady in the Midwest was not an easy task and certainly may be compared to the upbringing of a southern belle, relying on heavy makeup, a strong stomach, and a sense of humor. I spent my typical Midwestern childhood smothering everything edible in ranch dressing (though today I can hardly stand the taste), dreading tornado sirens, and learning the etiquette required by my friendly fellow Midwesterners ("Yes mam," "No, sir," and always a "I would like seconds of your casserole, please.") Meanwhile, Saturday nights were spent driving a pickup truck too fast down back roads, living for the moment without a care. Although I may not always be proud of where I come from, there's no denying my small Missouri hometown has molded me into the person I am today: a bright-eyed girl longing for a fast-paced life with the ability to stop and smell the roses. These experiences have earned my life the title of Ranch Dressing, Tornados and Pickup Trucks: My Life as a Midwestern Belle.
-Amiria Harper-Rose, 2009
