Just Hang U's Diary...

Sunday, February 24, 2008

" ; Sunday, February 24, 2008 "

MY SISTER'S KEEPER

[[Anna is not sick, but she might as well be.
By age thirteen, she has undergone countless surgeries, transfusions, and shots so that her older sister, Kate, can somehow fight the leukemia that has plagued her since childhood.
The product of preimplantation genetic diagnosis, Anna was conceived as a bone marrow match for Kate - a life and a role that she has never questioned… until now.
Like most teenagers, Anna is beginning to question who she truly is.
But unlike most teenagers, she has always been defined in terms of her sister - and so Anna makes a decision that for most would be unthinkable… a decision that will tear her family apart and have perhaps fatal consequences for the sister she loves.
My Sister's Keeper examines what it means to be a good parent, a good sister, a good person.
Is it morally correct to do whatever it takes to save a child's life… even if that means infringing upon the rights of another?
Is it worth trying to discover who you really are, if that quest makes you like yourself less?]]
adapted from:http://www.jodipicoult.com/

leu·ke·mi·a
any of several cancers of the bone marrow that prevent the normal manufacture of red and white blood cells and platelets, resulting in anemia, increased susceptibility to infection, and impaired blood clotting.

i had just finished reading this book"My sister's keeper" by Jodi picoult.
it was a wonderful and remarkable book.
i cried over parts when i felt the same as Anna.
Borned for the reasons to stay her sister alive.
Not allowed to voice out her own opinions at times.
Living in a broken family, when her brother was forgotten by her parents.
or rather the parents gave up on him.
the parents were too concerned about Kate's well being.
such that their eyes were merely pinned on Kates...
unknowingly, they ignored their other two kids.
Anna was asked to gave up one of her kidneys to Kate when she was 13.
she refused and fighted for her own rights..
she hired a lawyer.
in between...there were contradicitons and irony that the author wrote that would defintiely amazed u.the story ended with a tradegy but a begining of a new life...
it's stunning and heart breaking story..
full of inspiration and has the emotional tenacity to fuel tears and talk.
i cried over the same part when i read it over and over again...

SARA(Anna's mother)
[[Brian comes up behind me."Sweetheart, she's not here. It's the machine keeping her body alive. What makes Anna Anna is already gone."
I turn, bury my face against his chest. "But she wasn't supposed to," I sob.
We hold each other, then, and when i feel brave enough i look back down at the husk that once held my youngest, He is right, afterall. This is nothing but a shell. There is no energy to lines of her face; there is a slack absence to her muscles. Under this skin they have stripped her of organs that will go to Kater and to other, nameless, second-chance people.

"Okay." I take a deep breath. Iput my hand on Anna's chest as Brian, trembling, flips the respirator. I rub her skin in small circles, as if this might make it easier. When the monitors flatline, I wait to see some change in her. And then i feel it, as her heart stops beating beneath my palm ---that tiny loss of rhythm, that hollow calm, that utter loss.]]

KATE(ANNA's sister)
[[My mother let me have that picture of Anna. But i didn't frame it, i put it into an envelope and sealed it and stuffed it far back into a corner drawer of a filing cabinet. It's there, just in case one of these days i start to lose her.
There might be a morning when i wake up and her face isn't the first thing i see. Or a lazy August afternoon when i can't quite recall anymore where the freckles were on her right shoulder. May be one of these days, i will not be able to listen to the sound of snow falling and hear her footsteps.
When i start to feel this way i go into the bathroom and i life up my shirt and touch the white lines of my scar. I remember how, at first, i thought the stitches seemed to spell out her names.
I think about her kidney working inside me and her blood running through my veins. I take her with me, whenever i go.]]

i am moving on to the "A THOUSANDS OF SPLENDID SUN" by Khaled Hosseini
author of Kite runner....

before i go off...

ONE LAST IMPORTANT THING...
HAPPY BURTHDAY TO MY DEAREST COUSIN...
NATHAN LAU CHI HOU!!!!<3