Sunday, March 24, 2013

Love is Only Skin Deep


Love is Only Skin Deep



Galo Matin was a famous Spanish doctor who has just moved to Quito, Ecuador.  Dr. Matin was attempting to achieve a breakthrough in bio-medical sciences by creating a synthetic skin through transgenisisplastic.  He rented a beautiful apartment in the most expensive area of the city - “the Gonzales Suarez Avenue.”  The place was decorated with the finest designs and details, but what astounded him was the amazing view of the city.  As he was sitting on his balcony after dinner he thought to himself, “Wow $6,500 US dollar a months to see this? It’s worth it!”  As he continued to relax he thought “I could pay the same amount in Madrid for the same flat, but I would never have this view.”  It is uncommon for a prestigious doctor to leave behind the old continent and move to South America, but he had good reasons.  Life in Spain was killing him, and he just needed a new start.  His past experiences with women had left him with feeling sour and empty.  This was a difficult thing to understand, because he was obsessed with female beauty.  He adored the feminine body and all its features, but what he was obsessed with most was skin.   Physically, he adore woman; yet for some reason, he could not stand them.  He felt that in Europe, he knew them all, but in Ecuador, he hoped things would be different.  After a couple of months in Quito, he opened his practice.  One day, after a four-hour skin replacement surgery, he was preparing to go home when his assistant Rosario said to him “Doctor, there is a young woman whom wishes to see you,” To which he responded “Well tell her to make an appointment!” as he muttered to himself about how Ecuadorians always show up with out appointment and then expect to be seen by the doctor anyway.   Rosario with a very condolence voice said to him “I think that you should see her, she comes from the coast, which is a long trip.  She looks helpless.”  Grumbling he responded, “Ok but you need to stop this, no more walk-ins! Ok?”  Galo went to his office and sulked until he heard a knock on the door.  “Come in” he said.  The young lady walked into the office.  From the moment he say her, Dr. Galo understood why his assistant had insisted that he take on this patient.  Her face was totally disfigured.  Her name was Salvadora Ilad, with a charming voice she said to him “Thank you so much for taking the time, I understand you are a busy man, but as you can see, I’m desperate”.  She told him her sad story of how she went from being a normal girl to a monster.  She described to him how she used to look before and asked him what could be done to help her look normal again.  She was sweet, and for some reason that can’t be explained, he took pity on her.  He explained to her that this was going to be a long procedure and that he would do anything he could to help her. However, he stressed that she need to understand that perfection may never be achieved.  Salvadora understood this, and before she was ready to leave she handed him a photograph “Doctor, this is me before my accident, you should have it to see how I used to look”.  He studied the picture for a moment, and looked up at her changed face and said “good, let’s see you on Monday”.  After she left, Galo sat in his office for hours looking at her picture, awestruck by her beauty.  Salvadora’s skin was radiant like a pear, her smile was bright, and her voice was sweet in a way that he had never heard before.  When he arrived home, he poured himself a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon and walked to the balcony to sit in his luxurious rocking chair and admire the lights of the city.  Again, his thoughts turned to Salvadora.  He reached into the pocket of his jacket with his right hand and gazed at the picture.  At this moment on, she became his obsession.  He worked day and night trying to develop a synthetic skin.  She became his human test subject, his muse, and his reason in life.   Year, after year he devoted his life to achieve beauty perfection on her, her skin once burn now started to look better.  Salvadora’s disfigured face now had form, but it still did not look like she did before.  After three years of treatment and multiples surgery he ask her to moved to his house so he can take a better care of her, but the real reason was because he could not live with out her anymore.  She was to him as a muse is to a painter.  In the last two years that Salvadora lived in Galo’s house, she was isolated so that only her aunt was allowed to visit her once a week.  Galo explained that the isolation was to help avoid all sources of infection, but the truth was that he did not want to share her beauty with anybody else.  She wore a mold over her face to give her the shape she needed.  He was the only person allow to see her without the mold.  One day, the cast was finally removed from her face, and he allowed her to look at herself in a mirror for a couple of minutes.  Before this day, there had been no mirrors in her room.  For two years she did not know how she looked until that night, when she finally saw herself as beautiful being again.  Taking the mirror back he said “You may think you looks beautiful now, but I promise you my dear you will become the most beautiful woman and this country and your skin will shine like no other.”  In the last couple of years, Galo had been showering Salvadora with all sorts of presents.  The ones he loved the most were a pair of diamond earrings, and an emerald bracelet, but that was not enough for Galo.  He asked the famous jewelry designer Ariana Garido to design a sapphire necklace for Salvadora for her first dinner with him outside of her room.  The dress he bought for her to wear for that night was a Carolina Herrera design, black a perfect fit for her slim but curvy figure.  The dinner was catered by the Swisotel Quito, which employed the best chefs in the country.  Everything was ready for dinner, and he was sitting in the couch waiting for her to be ready when he heard her steps on the stairs.  He turned to look and saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.  She was his creation, his masterpiece.  After dinner she got up give him a hug and give him a kiss good night.  She retired to her room and he did the same.  The maid will do dishes in the morning, he thought.  That night he could not sleep - all he could think of was of the moment when he saw her in the living room and she had taken his breath away.  His heart started beating in a way it had never before, he could not move.  He felt like he was in one of those dream when something terrible is happening, but you cannot move.  Her smile was all he could see, and that night he prayed, he prayed to god and said “Dear God, she is the only woman I want, she is perfect because I created her, all I want to do is marry her.”  After praying he feel asleep.  The next morning he told her “You are perfectly beautiful, now you can go.”  Salvadora responded “The dear lord put you in my way and if you want all I want is to be with you.”  She walked toward him, kissed him firmly, yet lovingly, on the lips and said “I love you.”  In that moment, Galo looked at her and with no hesitation said “Marry me.”  A few weeks later, in a private ceremony in the Swiss Alps, Galo and Salvadora proclaimed their love for each other at their wedding.  The following year, the newlyweds they were blessed with a beautiful baby girl, which they name Geneva, after the city in which they proved that love is truly only skin deep.   

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Symbols and Signs




    Symbols and Signs


                                                    



I could spend the whole day trying to figure out the symbols and signs of this essay, but instead I decided to understand the story.  Yes, there are two stories within the essay.   The first one is the story of the main character; the son of the couple, and the second story is about the life struggles of an immigrant couple. 

In the beginning of the story, part 1, the writer gives his readers many clues about the personality and life experiences of the son.  This is very clear in the first part of the essay when everything is going wrong for the parents .  All sources of bad events are occurring at the same time.   A clear sign of what the writer is trying to tell us is in the sentence when he describes the bird in the paddle  “A few feet away, under a swaying and dripping tree, a tiny half-dead unfledged bird was helplessly twitching in a puddle”.  It is obvious to me that the author is using the bird as an allegory to describe the son and how he feels; half dead, helpless, and twitching with not hopes in life.  The son had tried to commit suicide four times already.  He suffers from "Referential mania," which it a horrible disease and terrible way of living.  He wishes to die, but his parents won’t allow this to happen because if he dies, they have no reason to be alive.

In part II of the story, we see the mother reliving ever stage of her son’s life as she is looking through pictures of him.  What is apparent is that the details about her son’s life are merely a reflection of her own.  This is the story of the entire event that pushes them to immigrate to a foreign country.  A good example of this is the part when the author describes Aunt Rosa.  “Aunt Rosa, a fussy, angular, wild-eyed old lady, who had lived in a tremulous world of bad news, bankruptcies, train accidents, cancerous growths--until the Germans put her to death, together with all the people she had worried about”.  Throughout the entire essay, it is easy to notice the symbols and signs of their lives in this new country. They have not adapted to this new life. They have survived, yes, but everything in their life is gray and sad.   All those little details symbolize their bleak lives in the U.S.  They do not have money, and they depend on a brother for economic support.  The family appears to have failed to integrate into English America as do not speak the language, the father still reads the Russian newspaper, and they have a Russian doctor.
All these elements combined make me believe that the second story of the essay is about the life of an immigrant family, and their struggles before and after the move to a new country.   In the process of immigrating, they have lost all they had before, and now they depend of others to survive.  This makes perfect sense to me since I have seen this happen many times with immigrant families.

Part III, signs of traditions and believes.  The father wakes up in the middle of the night and says "I can't sleep,". "Why," she asked, "why can't you sleep? You were tired."  "I can't sleep because I am dying," he said and lay down on the couch.
I feel that the feeling that the father is having at this time is a “presentiment” – a feeling people believe to have when someone close to them is about to die.  This is a tradition in many cultures around the world.  The father knows in his heart that his son is dying and that is why he can’t sleep.  He also knows that once the son dies, there will be no reason for his wife and him to stay alive, since their world is sad and gray.  Finally, when the phone rings the third time in the middle of the night you can always assume that it is not good news.  People do not dial the wrong number three times, and it is said that bad things always happen in series of three.  I’m certain the phone call means that the son has died, and with him the two others members of the family.  Bad new always come on series of three.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Me as a Daphne


The story of my life

Is our love life a constant repetition of the myth of Apollo and Daphne? Is Cupid still shooting his arrows thoughtlessly?  These were the questions that I asked myself last night as I fell asleep.  A couple of months ago my life was normal (now I am lying, my life has never been normal), but what I’m trying to say is that I did not have a boyfriend.  The only relationship I have had just ended before Christmas.  I was sad, but long-distance relationships are difficult- but for some reason I like them the most.  My sweet Canadian lover and I had decided to stop talking and it hurts, but I understood that it needs to be done.  Then my best friend and ex -boyfriend decided to come back to Bozeman to spend the New Year’s with me while leaving his girlfriend behind.  In the past, he had promised me that he will break up with her, but it took him longer than it should and by the time he made that decision, I had moved on. Now I feel like he is chasing me in a way that I don’t like.  Now I know how Daphne felt when Apollo was chasing her.  While my dear friend made these amazing plans for the time being and the future, I feel suffocated. As he is building his house he says things like, I will build you a work-shop so you can do your art, I will build you a big walking closet for all your clothing, I will build you a Jacuzzi, so you can take your afternoon bath……  and as he keep saying these things and making all these wonderful plans, all I want to do is run away.  In the past, I remember the days when all I wanted to do was to see him, and when this happened, he was always with his new girlfriend. As difficult as it was for me to see him with her at that time, I understood that I was responsible for the break up. It was my decision, but every I saw him I had melancholy about the past.  Maybe it was my terrible fear of commitment that did not allow me to be happy.  Maybe it was this fear that made me break up with him?  And for a long time I wonder why? Fortunately, for me, after taking this mythology class, now I know that it’s Cupid’s fault as he does to me what he did to Apollo and Daphne.  He hits me every time with the opposite arrow.  Since now all I want to do is be with my Canadian lover.