A New Perspective on Life : Not just another blog

Hello once again! I have started to incorporate university into my everyday life; getting the hang of all the work load, keeping up with all my readings, taking notes, reviewing, getting enough sleep, and most importantly, finding the time for FOOD. So far it has been pretty manageable, and I would definitely say that I am not the same person I was on the first day as cliché as it sounds.

This week in ASTU I had to read and finish the comic memoir, Persepolis, by Marjane Strapi. Strapi depicts her experience with the Islamic Revolution. Not only does she illustrate her perspective from her own childhood point of view, she notes how she views the revolution after she has grown up. I don’t have a lot of previous knowledge on the Islamic Revolution and this memoir has brought me to a curiosity.

In my opinion, this book has given me quite a bit of insight on the Islamic Revolution. As I have previously read the article, The Role of Interpretative Communities in Remembering and Learning, by Farhat Shahzad, I have noted that this memoir is a technology of memory, which gives me a knowledge on the revolution.

On page 6, Strapi points out at how she wants to be a prophet, this made me think about what I have learned in Political Science recently about Feminism. Just because she is a female, does not mean she cannot be a prophet. Why did everyone in her class laugh at her and think she is crazy? In her dream, she draws out a few past prophets and they all ask, “a woman?” Personally, I feel like anyone whether male or female should be able to aspire what makes them happy.

Strapi shows us that at one point there was a food shortage but the black markets have helped solved the shortage issue (page 132). This made me think about Economic class when Professor Gateman discusses about how government control can increase the amount of black markets. Black markets inflate the prices of goods which Strapi and everyone else in her community had to encountered.

Overall, in my perspective, young Marjane was a very rebellious girl and still is. She stands on her ground and is not afraid of expressing herself. I really admire Marjane and adore the writing style she uses in the memoir, it made it easier for me to understand and imagine what it was like to be in her shoes.