Monday, November 16, 2015



Guerdie Dorelien                                                                                                                                           Dorelien

Professor Marc

English 094

09,09,2015

 

                                        How I Can Describe Myself as a Writer

The same I can’t tell when I will stop writing, it’s the same way I can’t tell when I did start to write. To

 become a writer it’s not something impossible but it is not also easy. Because you have to know what

you are going to write about, think about how you are going to write it to make people or whoever’s

going to it understand you. Before writing a paper or a paragraph was a big deal for me because I had

 nothing to write about. When I’m getting older started to realized I have much to write about and more to share. Especially my life what I been though I can even write a book.

Now I even happier because I’m able to write more and more even in different languages. Like

creole, French, and English. Before it was very hard for me to write in English, I thought it was

because I was learning it I might need more vocabularies by that time. Even though I write it a

lot, I said before it was hard for me to write in English not because now I’m perfect but there is a big

 difference, I’m getting better. Now I’m able to write up to three pages not perfectly fine, but whoever’s the reader will be able to get the idea or to understand what I’m writing about.

I remember when I first entered to Housatonic my advisor asked me to write a paragraph about

Alcohol I will never forget that I couldn’t write it. Because I couldn’t write in English, and also I

didn’t like to write either. I started to like to write after my last two ESL classes where I had a

good teacher who was very patient and helpful. Since that I like to writing, sometimes, when I’m thinking I feel like I write more than I speak.

I considered writing is a part of my routine even I’m not a writer because I don’t write any book

yet but, for much I have to write about and the way I  write a lot almost all the times, I think I have much to write a book.

 

 

 

Wednesday, October 28, 2015



Guerdie Dorelien

Prof: Mark Sulzycki

10/27/15

                                                                            Why Toyota Cars Are Better.

Everybody has a preference in something. It can be anything like: car, place, or house etc... They go/ choose by quality, size or color for some people it doesn't matter they just go with their desire. For example Cars there is so many cars around different makes and models. It hard to find everybody with the same car, it can be same make but different model.

I remember when I was looking to buy my first car, I didn't know what to buy because I was

afraid to not buy anything. By asking friends and family members,

everyone told me to buy either Toyota, Nissan or Honda. But the best one it's Toyota. When I

asked why? “Because Toyota's the best brand. They very good in gas, and also Toyota’ parts are

more durable than the other cars. “They replied to me”. They also said these type of cars like: Volvo,

Ford, KIA their parts are cheaper than Toyota's parts, and they give more mechanical problems than Toyota.

By listened to them I bought an old Toyota Corolla, it was old in years, but not in running. It

was a very good car it ran perfect and saved me money in gas as well. I changed my Toyota Corolla into a

Nissan maxima after an accident since it wasn't be able to drive after the accident.

The Nissan maxima was good too, but I could remark a little different by running even the Nissan maxima was five years old younger than the Toyota, but I could feel the Toyota was running better.

Now I'm driving a Nissan pathfinder, it a very good car, in good condition compared to the ages

between the Toyota and the pathfinder, even thou the pathfinder it more recent and stronger I still realize I like Toyota’s better.

I finally realize why they say Toyota is number one between all the Japanese cars brand like

Nissan, Honda etc... And also How the Japanese cars are more recent than the American cars.

After all these experiences with different cars. Whenever I'll buy a new car, it will be one of the Toyota 'brand again.

Monday, September 28, 2015


Guerdie Dorelien                                                                                                                                                                Dorelien

Marc

English 094

September 23, 2015

Haitian Food Culture

As Haitian there’s a lot of thing I like with the Haitian culture. But what I like the most is the New Year.

 Where we have to celebrate two big things New Year and our independence’s day. The reason why I

like these occasion better it because of pumpkin soup. Everybody knows pumpkin we see a lot especially

 for Halloween where they used it to make different thing. I like eating my boil pumpkin and the soup.

Sometimes I don’t wait for New Year to make pumpkin, I have it almost every Sunday.

Every country has their own culture. It can be anything like: Food, music, clothes dance and life

style. It happen some people forget about their culture when they move to another country, but some people are not.

Like for Haitian people, we can’t forget our pumpkin soup; wherever the country we move to.

Even they don’t have this custom we still have to do it this is a way to recognize Haitian people

from your job or anywhere wait for the New Year you all Haitian with their pumpkin soup for lunch.

 Haitian was the first black liberated from slave in January 1804. As you know when you slave

you really private from almost everything; therefore you are not allow to do or eat everything

you want. They all were depend on the slaves’ owner. Having the good food when you slave I

think it almost impossible. Because been in slavery you don’t treat like human being you get treated like animal.

What happen is when Haitian were in slavery the used to make good pumpkin soup for their

owner, but they didn’t allow to eat some.

In January 1st 1804 they fought for their independence; as they become independent

every food they were private from they decided to eat them. In particularly pumpkin

Soup, was the first and unit thing they have for that day.

For this reason, since 1804 till now Haitian people never celebrate New Year without a bowl of pumpkin soup.

Monday, December 15, 2014

my future life

I have so many things that can get me have a happier future . I know it all depend on me in what I'm doing now and what I’m going to do to make them happen. Among these plans that I have three of them are very important to me. a) my health b) my relationship and my school. With these things I can already see a new life for me without reborn again.
 Almost  everybody think a good life depend on how much money they have or how they will make money for their future. for me, nothing it's more important than having a good health. One thing I know my health it's not depend on me but, on God. As a Christian who believes in God, I know he will keep me healthy to have a better future. I know God help who helps themselves once God sees you have volunteer to do something good he was ready before you to open all the doors.  I have God in all my plans especially my health I know he will keep me away from some diseases that he knows it can affect my future as he saves me now. Because a lot of people that I know who paralyse or have a serious health problem in our conversation they always say to me; "if I wasn't sick I would do this or that" fortunately I'm not one of them and I could be, because I used to be sick before. Not anymore God cured me he keeps me healthy and I know he will keep saving me.
 I always hope to have a good relationship. I prefer to say a good husband, my dream's marry to someone who really  love me, care for me, always ready to be there, for me in whatever of the situation. Not to  be here in a the good time and  forget about me in  bad moment no.. I want my husband to be a real Christian believe in  God and likes to pray as I do. It always good to have  someone with some common points with you. I know it's not easy  but it's not impossible also.  all the time I ask God for a good husband I know he will do it if he can give me a good boyfriend  even we have a long distance relationship but we know each other for a longtime and I know my boyfriend's a good one. I believe that God 's not going to change him  into a bad one in my marriage.



I know a  good life it's not only in the level of your education but it always good to be educated especially  at this time. Where educations play a big role in the society. For me to have a good life I need a good job and to have a good job I should go to school have a master so I can make money to support my  future and my family. I will never forget my family in my plans especially my parents .Because my dream is to become something in my life not anything but something good that can make  my parents so proud of me  even my kids in the future. I know to have my kids look good in my eyes I need to prepare to look good in their eyes first whenever God gives them to me. I don't have any kids yet but I always ask God for two beautiful kids they can be two girls or two boys or one girl one boy however he gives them to me.


   You don't need much to have a good life or a happier life. All you need   it a little  of sacrifice. I want to have a good life I'm ready to sacrifice myself. what I know  the more I sacrifice  for good thing in my life the fastest  it come in into my life.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

How things can change anytime

I was a teenager my favorite day of the week was Friday. I had school Monday to Friday, after a long five days of school I could never wait for Friday to come . I counted Friday after school  as my day off, it's like  when you have a job and you can't wait for your day off to come.

Usually on Friday after school, I  had nothing to worry about. Tomorrow had never depend on me. I just had to think about what kind of game I would have to play with my friends  or how long  I would have to stay in  bed from Friday night to a late Saturday morning, because I had no responsibility ....nothing. After my long sleep I only had to study, do my  homework and played different games around with my friends  like hopscotch, jump rope and cards.



Jump rope
 
 Hopscotch, jump rope and cards were my favorite games. I enjoyed my weekend watching all the TV shows and got ready for  the next week of school.

Now everything is completely different. Before I had no responsibility including no bills. I couldn't imagine  how much I used to cost my parents a year .Now  while I'm in the reality, I  realize how hard that was for my parents. I remember I used to be lazy to get up in the morning when I had to go to school. Sometime I lied to my parents and told them that I was sick, I felt fever, or had stomach ache. I everything I knew that could make them believe me to not sent me to school.

 Now things have changed; everything is different. My responsibilities are too much for me, my bills, my plans, my future. Now they all depend on me, not on somebody else. I used to depend on my parents, now it's the opposite. It's their time now for them to depend on me especially my mother. I'm  her only one child in America and the only one who has a job. I have seven brothers and sisters in Haiti plus my mother. They all depend on me. I have to work hard to support them and myself too.

 Like I said when I was a teenager I used to lie to my parents so I could stay in bed when I didn't want to go to school. Now Sometimes I'm sick and I really need to stay in bed, but I think of  my bills and  responsibilities and I can't; I have to leave bed and go to work. Before I just had to worry about  getting up in the morning and going to school, but now it's different. I have to worry about going to work. I wasn't sick and I wanted to be sick to stay at home, but now even if I'm sick I still have to get up early and go to work.

You never know what's going to be happen in your life. I used to have my time to enjoy, play around with my friends. Now sometime I don't even have time to take a rest when my body gets tired. Always remember that nothing is permanent, things can change at anytime.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Lived in the United States with my father

In 2010 I came to the United States  when I was 21 to live with my father , Ryste,
Ryste & Guerdie
who is a real Christian from the Catholic Church. I remember the same day I came to the United States he took me to church to meet the Priest and his friends at church because it was on Easter weekend. That  weekend, he thanked God in his prayer for that blessed Easter we passed together. We  had never had a chance to be together in a big moment for the past 11 years.
 
 We would have more time in the house to focus on each other's behavior to see what was good and  what needed to change on each other, because my father and I  didn't know each other very well. He used to come to see me when I was a baby, took care of me, spent  money for me but he wasn't  in the house. And I didn't grow up with him. At seven years old he decided to take me to live with him, unfortunately it was only for one year. I was a little girl and  there was no time for us to get to know each other .
 
One of his character traits I observed  when I became an  adult was that he  talked too much; I realized that  before I moved to live with him in the United States because we used to talk on  the phone and I could see his reactions. But he had some good character traits too.
  What I love about my father is  that he is very responsible, caring, and loves  his children. He has five children, two boys and three girls and I'm the youngest. For this reason  I get more attention, more love, more care, even more control. 

At age 24, I decided it was time to have my independence  and I moved to my own apartment. It was so hard for him. He even got sick and depressed.  It wasn't his intention to see me leave the house before I get married. Even though I'm not in his house he still supports me. He always has his car available when I need it, he pays for my car repair, when he came in to my house he checks the refrigerator to see what I'm missing  and  brings some shopping in the house. He knows I like banana,  cereal, and green vegetables because he knows  I'm sick with anemia.
 Sometimes I feel like he does too much for me. But he always says to me: "I know you're not a healthy person you need to take care of yourself; When you were next to me I  wasn't afraid of anything, I knew how you used to eat, sleep, and wake up in the morning " he said to me.

  I love my father very much and I really appreciate his support, his love, and the way he takes care of me. He knows his  responsibilities as a father. I remember when I first came to  the United States, my father taught me how this country  changes people's life and all the opportunities I would have to make something in my life if I  had  gumption. He always wanted me to be a nurse. "If your brothers and your sisters came in the United States in their twenties almost thirties, and they became an engineer, nurse, social worker and business; you came younger and you are even smarter than them ..you can do it. I want to see you do something for yourself before I die. Once I see you  become something God can take me if he wants" he always say to me.

  I'm so proud to have my father in my life and no regrets for the time we had spent together. Now, we are living separately in different houses. One thing I know  is God will keep my father  and I  in life to have my dream come true.  My dream is to have my father living with me in my house when he gets older so I can take of him as he used to take care of me
ME&MY LOVELY  DAD
 

Thursday, October 9, 2014

My separation from my grand mother Marie Jeanne


At seven years old my father decided to take me to live with him in the Capital.Full of regrets, I left my grandmother with my mother out in the country. And I moved to my father's house in Port-au Prince.




 Arriving to his house in the capital, we had a nice life together. As a man he took care of me very well. He fed me, showered me, took me to school every morning and every afternoon when he was home. If he was not home somebody else would do it. Generally he used to do everything for me. What I liked the most was when he took me every afternoon after I finished my homework at six pm out to buy some (fritay) what we call fast-food in the United States but we do it in a different way in Haiti.
At the end of the year my father moved to the United States in 1999. I stayed with my brothers and sisters. Since that time my life started to change.  I had to wash my own clothes, nobody took me in and out from school, everything had changed. The only thing I didn't  do was cook for myself, but at age 13 I started to cook for myself .I couldn't Even make a good grade in  school anymore. When he was in the house he used to help me with my studies ; once he left I didn't have anybody to help me. When I got home from school if I studied my lessons and did my homework I did it, but nobody  cared. Now, everything was totally changed and I asked, why did my Father take  me away from my Grandmother? If I was still living with her, I would not be in this situation.

 Two years later, for summer vacation I went back to see my grandmother. She was very excited to see me. We had fun and everybody was happy. What made me more Happy was  when she called all her grandchildren and grouped us together with our parents and we took a trip to a river half an hour from our house.



We had a lot of fun we ate a lot of grilled fish and we drank a lot of coconut water. I really enjoyed my whole month with them. Then I came back in the Capital to continue with my school. I couldn't leave them especially my grandmother but I had to leave because I couldn't stay  any longer.

In 2005, I was far away from my mother's family. The communications were not like it is now, at that time most of the people had no cell phone or a home phone in their house, so it was hard for us to communicate with each other. 
 
 One day I decided to visit my mother's cousin, she was the closest of my mother's family member in the capital. When I got to her house, she asked me: "did you hear from your mother?" No, why? I replied. She said to me: "your grandmother had passed away two weeks ago", that was on Thursday. I was so quiet and I couldn't say anything just the way she sounded to me made me cry and she was crying also. Right after, I made my way back to my house without saying anything. But in my mind I knew "it was impossible for my grandmother to die, and my mother would not say anything to me. No, No, No, it was impossible because she knew how close we were together."

 A month later  I realized that was really true and the funeral was already over. At that time there were no morgues in the city, and the body could not have stayed for more than two days in the house. I was worried, and asked; why did my mother do that to me? Because my grandmother was sick for a few months before she passed away, and my mother never told me about it.
I didn't know why - probably she thought I was too young; my presence would not mean a lot, or maybe she was afraid of my father? I don't know. Because when my father took me away from my grand mother and my mother he didn't want me to go back to see them.
  Three years after her death, I visited them my pain and my worries were getting worse; then I heard from my uncle that my grand mother last words within her last breath: were:"would you let me go without seeing my daughter Didine"? she said to my mother. She used to call me Didine.
  I finally realized everybody has a time to live is life and when it's time to go when God wants  you or call you nobody can't stop it. this is away to say I can forget her death but forget her last words that's will never happen.