“The heart of the quote, “stay gold Ponyboy stay gold.”

Authors Note: This story is going to be about the meaning of, “stay gold Ponyboy stay gold.” Also what the quote relates to and the true deep symbolism behind it.

In the hospital casually talking to his buddy Johnny, as if nothing was wrong. When truly there was something wrong, Johnny was dying, and he couldn’t do anything to help him, he felt powerless. Taking all of the breath Johnny had left, he murmured, “Stay gold Ponyboy stay gold.” When I read this I was confused, I thought what have I read that is similar and what did Johnny mean?
After Johnny had passed away, the lasts words that he said to Ponyboy defiantly stuck. It was soon to be all he thought about, “Stay gold Ponyboy, stay gold,” those words constantly replayed in his mind over and over. This quote resembles the quote on page 69 in the book, “The Outsidrs”, were it said “nothing stays gold forever”, which is from the famous novel, “Go with the Wing.” Which in the book Jonny and Ponybony while they ran away they read, “Go with the wind”, together to pass the time.
During the time they were away together a bond grew stronger between them. They we’re becoming all each other had, and they had made sacrifices that brought them so much closer, Ponyboy bleached his hair and cut it just for him. Johnny killed somebody and Ponyboy still ran away with him, he could have just easily ditched him.
Yet he didn’t that’s why when Johnny died and said, “Stay gold Ponyboy, stay gold,” is pretty much wishing Ponyboy luck with the rest of his life. Johnny used his last few seconds, his last few breaths, to his best bud Ponyboy. He knew the police officers wanted to take Ponyboy away from his family, and that he was hurt in the fire too just not as severe as his injuries.
Which brings me to my conclusion, the meaning behind, “Stay gold Ponyboy, stay gold.” The meaning was overall saying his last good buys and to wish him the best. Ponyboy was one of the closet things Johnny had to family. That simple quote Johnny will remember forever as well as his best friend Johnny.

“Family comes in all Shapes and Sizes”

Authors Note: This story is going to tell the importance of family and that family doesn’t always have to be blood related, they can just be people that care and love you.

I grew up in a family divorced ever since I was 6. When something that big happens to you so young, you start to really appreciate your family. Most people’s parents are divorced some people don’t even have one parent or any parents for that matter. In the book, “The Outsiders”, they don’t all have parents that are alive or care about them so their gang becomes their family. Even though there is no blood resemblance, anyone can be your family if the love and care for you.

What is family? In my eyes its people you can count on, and know that they will always be there for you. In the outsiders, one of the main characters, Johnny, even when he was dying he didn’t want to see his mother, he wanted to see his friends Ponyboy and Dally because he knew that they actually cared about him. Johnny didn’t grow up with loving parents, his farther beat him and his mother didn’t care, as for Ponyboy and Dally always had his back. Jonny’s true blood family didn’t even care at all, in the book he ran away, and his parents’ barley knew he was gone, but as for the gang, they were worried sick about him.

Pursuing this further family can come in any size, shape, or form. Although your blood related family will always be your family, it’s better to surround yourself with people who care. Everybody deserves a family, even if they aren’t blood.

“Seeing past the imperfections”

Authors Note: This story is going to be about an obese girl telling the reasons why some kids are considered normal and others not.

Wow, the nerve of some people, I thought to myself. Pointing out every little imperfection that makes me, me. Leaving me feeling as if I don’t belong, and as if I don’t matter enough to exist. My name is Mary, Mary Jane, I am 13 years old and on the verge of becoming obese. The few words that keep me going are, “Nobody’s Perfect.”

That quote brings me so much strength to feel better about whom I am. All of the people at school just know me as the fat girl. Not even one person has even tried to find out, the person I am on the inside. Just, because I’m not what the call, “Normal.” Everyday while walking down the halls of Jamestown jr. high I notice what makes people freaks or not normal, they are mostly: nerdy glasses, the wrong cloths, their skin color, and in my case my weight.

Pursuing this further, I recognize that the things that supposedly make people normal are all of the wrong reasons, which are: perfect skin, hair that falls just right, top brand clothing, and a big white smile to top it off. Why do things as pointless as this matter? Although I remember that things aren’t perfect with anyone. Sure some cases are worse than others but we are all humans, and we all have our imperfections.