Catharine Wright
Mr. Breaton
EWC4U1-01
10 March 2015
In Remembrance of My Jeans
It is with great sadness in my heart that I say goodbye to a loyal friend; that someone who was with me through thick and thin, surviving everything from water to spaghetti. It didn’t matter the weather. A friend who would be there summer or winter, rain or shine that, is a true friend. I shall have a hard time getting used to life without my companion who meant so much to me. Now it seems our time is up. My compatriot survived much, but no one could survive that final tear that brought life to an end.
We met a year ago in November. My pal was a darker blue then, young and thick, not a thread out of place. I took my new partner home and since then we have been inseparable. What a marvelous friend. Our first time out together there was not even a stain on my skin! That is what I call amazing.
I am not an easy person to be with. I am clumsy and messy. No matter how many times I spilled food and drink on my partner, there was never a permanent stain. One wash was all it took and my pal would look as good as new.
As time went on, the colour of my counterpart faded slowly. My accomplice was still my favourite companion. My ally went with everything and could be worn in every season. Every time I doubted the strength of my partner all I would have to do was put on some of my other pants and stand at the bus stop. The air sliced through them like a hot knife through butter. They did nothing to keep me warm and I would find myself wishing for my blue jeans.
Work days were always sad days as no blue jeans were allowed. It was especially difficult when I had to shovel snow in my work pants. I knew my blue jeans would have protected me from the bitter cold. My compatriot was at home, warm and safe while I was left with my black pants in the arctic chill.
Other pants I have owned over the years have thinned and frayed but not my pal. Healthy as a whistle I thought. Until that fateful day when it happened, the rip, my companion’s time was done. My friend had held on as long as possible, but everything must come to an end eventually. It seems that time was up. It was a sudden shock and the whole family mourned my loss. I only had one pair of blue jeans because who could need more? My partner will not be replaced easily and I’m sure there will never be another so perfect. All I am left with are fond memories of our time together.
Love the subject matter, very unique. Next time try doing a point of view of an object about another object; like pants saying stuff about shirts.
ReplyDeleteI liked the way you made it into a eulogy. I was really impressed by the way you didn't explicitly say that it was about pants until around halfway through the CC. Nice!
ReplyDeleteIt was a funny eulogy (is that horrible to say?). I liked that we kept guessing what it was about until half way through. Good job!
ReplyDeleteVery interesting topic. Your comparisons and different situations you wrote about were very effective as well.
ReplyDeleteI liked how you didn't say that this piece was about jeans until about part way through, I enjoyed trying to guess what it was. I liked how you treated the jeans like you would a real person and used an almost personable type analogy to explain something simple as pants. Overall great job!
ReplyDeleteI thought this was an interesting take on pants and eulogies. You wouldn't think that those words could go together, but you made them do so. Awesome work! My only suggestion would be to omit some of the pants or change the words around. But that is slightly unavoidable cause it's the topic. Great job!
ReplyDeleteOh, dear protagonist. I know exactly how you feel. Catharine, the way you combined jeans and eulogy was clever. This was a really interesting piece and I'm really looking forward to more from you in the future.
ReplyDeleteI really liked your word choice when describing your "pal" as a darker shade of blue. It flowed nicely and I liked how you kept the fact that your friend was a pair of jeans to yourself until later on in the piece.
ReplyDeleteThis was a very clever piece. I agree with Abby's point about maybe using a different term for the jeans at the end. Other than that, everything flowed nicely and there was a lot of good imagery such as the "darker shade of blue" bit.
ReplyDeleteAs stated previously, many of the enjoyment from the piece was guessing who the eulogy was for. Quite a exciting choice of view towards loosing your clothes to the wear and tear of the daily grind. Very relatable but also quite funny! Your grammar is EXQUISITE and your sentence structures are to DIE for.
ReplyDeleteAs others have already said this was a very interesting piece. Very unique topic that was also funny and engaging. Can't wait to see what you create in the future.
ReplyDelete-Andrew H