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Kevin Pala

Father and Me

 

While I enjoyed both “Where I Learned to Read” by Salvatore Scibona, and “Superman and Me” by Sherman Alexie I feel I can relate more to Alexie’s story. My father is someone who I look up to up to, he is someone who has shaped me into the person I am today. In Alexie’s story his father plays a major role in his life, and is one of his intellectual homes which is why I relate to his story more. First, I will explain why my father is one of my intellectual homes, then I will explain more on how Alexie’s father was his intellectual home. Finally, I will talk about how I can build on my intellectual home based off some things I read by Scibona’s “Where I Learned to Read”.
An Intellectual home can be ‘what people, places, or processes help you (or anybody) do your best academic work?’ According to Prof. Scanlan. I’ve followed my dad since a young age and always looked up to, which is why I did a lot of things he did. He would play soccer and take me to his games and when I was old enough, I asked to join a team also. Even as I got older, I would still do things he did, I started working in construction since 14 and picked up a lot from him. My father pushes me to do my best academic work because I see the effort he’s putting to help me get through college. He always would say a saying ‘Study and go to school so you won’t always be breathing this dust’, which the dust would be from the jobs we would do. Although I don’t get to see him every day or talk to him every day, I know how proud me graduating and getting a career would make him which is another driving factor for me to do my best academic work.
“Superman and Me” by Sherman Alexie is about how an Indian boy from a reservation that learned how to read off a superman comic. In the story Alexie talks about how his father likes to read all types of books, it doesn’t matter what type of book it was, it didn’t matter the genre, the man just enjoyed reading. Alexie states “My father loved books, and since I loved my father with an aching devotion, I decided to love books as well (Alexie, 1).” This demonstrates how his father is one of Alexie’s intellectual homes. He looks up to his father and his father also helped guide him into what Alexie is today. Nowadays Alexie is reading and inspiring other Indian reservation kids. He states “These days, I write novels, short stories, and poems. I visit schools and teach creative writing to Indian kids (Alexie, 2).” This show’s how his father helped shaped who Alexie is today, although he didn’t end up doing something related to reading, he is continuing to read and passing on the passion he got from his father.
In Scibona’s “Where I learned to read” it talks about a student who considers himself a lost cause, but it all changes when he receives a college brochure, and it completely flips his view and his efforts that he puts into school. Scibona was working a minimum wage at “3.85”, only thinking about leaving Ohio and working in different KFC’s. After the switch of perspective Scibona had, when he joined college, he discovered his intellectual homes, which to him are his friends and the actual college itself. He states “On weekends, I hung out with my friends. The surprise, the wild luck: I had friends. One sat in my room with a beer and The Phenomenology of Spirit, reading out a sentence at a time and stopping to ask, “All right, what did that mean?” The gravity of the whole thing would have been laughable if it hadn’t been so much fun, and if it hadn’t been such a gift to find my tribe (Scibona, 1).” This shows how he fully changed perspectives and because he started opening doors, he was able to make friends, he’s studying and having a good time alongside his new friends. I can build off this by starting to try and make new friends, I’m struggling a bit with certain subjects and maybe if I open up and try to talk to more people I can have study sessions with them to better grasp the concept and we would all excel.

 

Kevin Pala

My home can be down in sunset, but I would also consider my old man as one of my intellectual home. I would also consider the soccer field as an intellectual home of mine. ‘Where I Learned To Read’ by Salvatore Scibona is about a high school student who would rather go to work for $3.25 then complete his homework, he would intentionally fail school. He would consider himself as a lost cause, until in high school he was given a brochure of a college that completely flipped his. whole view on school. ‘Superman and Me’ by Shermaine Alexie is about an Indian boy who lived in a reservation and actually taught himself how to read because he would see how his father would really enjoy reading. My intellectual home is to similar to Scibona’s in the sense that we chose work over school. But in my case I have just finished my first year of college in Ohio, and I got put on to this pool construction job and I was bringing in a decent amount money. After a while of working their I completely forgot about school. All I had in mind was going to sleep at 9:00pm and waking up at 5:20am to leave to work. I missed the date to register for my next semester and I didn’t stress it, I thought since I have this job why do I need to go to school. I also relate to Alexie’s intellectual home because at a young age my old man would take me to his games and he would be playing 2-3 games Saturday and Sunday, and I would be their little by little falling for the game. When I was old enough to actually be able to play I joined a team and kept branching out to different teams and playing at different places.

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The story “where I learned to read” by Salvatore Scibana is told in 1st person view and he basically talks about himself. He talks about how he was a lost cause back in high school, how he’d purposefully flunk his classes. He would contemplate how he’d rather show up to his job ready to work for $3.85 an hour then go to his desk at home and do homework for a better grade. After him seeing himself as a lost cause all it took was looking through a brochure of a college for him to get hooked into it, he was intrigued by the curriculum, of basically just learning and not being graded or having to take tests. Once he made the discovery of St. Joseph college he did everything he can to attend it and he changed his view on school. He learned to read their, he even memorized the Greek alphabet a year before he had to go to school. It goes to show that all it takes is a little open crack of a door can open a whole bunch doors. I see  myself in the authors position because my sophomore year of high school college wasn’t in the picture, the idea of me even going to college was not in my head, I was working in construction and thought what do i need school for.