Fun Home.

After reading the graphic novel, Fun Home, I had a lot to think about. Like for an example, I didn't think that her father was trying to use Alison has his doll because he always wanted to be a girl, dress, or act like one. But on the other hand, Alison, wanted to dress and " act " like a guy instead. This discussion in class, opened my eyes and well, of course, made me think further into details and understood the novel more, than I already had.

After reading the review of the graphic novel, this also helped me understand the novel more because of how Alison would compare her father to other characters, or herself as another person. This made me think that, maybe this novel was kind of made up, like it is a white lie.

An experience I had, was closely related to what Alison has gone through. I'm sharing this story for further critical thinking for the novel, Fun Home, but the names would be change due to identity.

When I was in second grade, I had a best friend name Stacy. Stacy and I would do everything together. Such as, go to the movies, shopping, play at recess, talk about boys, just everything. I love Stacy, as if we were sisters because I have never shared so many thoughts with someone before, and endless hours of talking with her over the phone about family issues, and such on. She loved me too, I just knew it because she has told me many times.

But then one day changed everything. One school day as recess was ending, she took my hand and told me to come with her, and as best friends we were, I went with her. I did not even stop and think. She took me to the furthest end point of the playground and said to me, " Youa, you know that I really love you. To the point of love. I know you don't know everything about me but I have a huge secret I want to share with you. " I was so alarmed, I wanted to know, thinking about stupid things like she is having a crush on some boy, something like that, but then she said, " Youa, I like girls. " I laughed and said, " You're such a bad liar. You're just messing around with me. " And Stacy said, " I'm not. I like you Youa, that was why I wanted to always be there for you. I want us to date, because clearly, I know I can make you happy. " And as a second grader, I had no idea what she was talking about, and I told her I did not like her the way she likes girls because I like boys, and she took off.

Stacy never spoke to me again. She acted as if I dropped off the end of the earth and died. I called her, she didn't answer, she stopped coming to school. I felt as if I killed our friendship. I did not know what to do, or what to say, all I knew was, I wanted my best friend back, and that was it.

As I grew up, I never stopped thinking about that day because I felt as if I just crushed her dreams and hope. I felt like, I should of said something more serious, or I should of never laughed. I felt like I was a fool, but then again, I was only in second grade, and I was only just a kid.

Years later, I met Stacy again, I did not notice her at all. She was dressed like a guy, spoke like a guy, walked like a guy, had hair like a guy, and acted like a guy. But then it was a really quick conversation because like a guy would act, she pretended like she did not know me when other girls walked by.

Till this day, I felt as if when she saw me again, all those memories back then quickly rushed back and it must of caused her some sort of pain, that was why she acted like that.

In my opinion, I think Stacy acted like Alison, and Alison's father. Not afraid to come out of the closet, but then she was mean, dead, like Alison's father.