For my first post, I couldn’t get my mind to focus on what to make this blog about. I thought of the many different things Dr. Martin discussed in class and none of it seemed to interest me enough to write about. As I started to read the first four chapters of Amanda Knox’s “Waiting To Be Heard”, I couldn’t get myself to put the book back down. I wanted to keep reading. I finally found something that I was able to somewhat relate to and give my opinion on.
I like to think Amanda Knox and myself have a little in common. As far as as I read, Amanda Knox seems like a well grounded girl, but also a bit outgoing and courageous at times. I, myself, am also a girl who doesn’t like to be spontaneous and I always think too deep into things. “Does this person like me? Will he still like me tomorrow?” Amanda asked herself. (Waiting To Be Heard, Pg. 14) I ask myself questions similar to this. Instead of going with the flow, I worry to much about the future and what is going to happen later on if I make a certain decision.
Like Amanda Knox, moving away from home was something I had my mind set on. My mom always told me I was the most independent person she has ever known. I like to live up to the type of person my mother thinks of me as. As I was reading the first four chapters of this story, I read something that stuck out to me. Amanda Knox’s father said “What if something happens? I can’t just make a phone call or come over” (Waiting to Be Heard, Pg. 9). My mom said the very same thing to me a week before my experience at Bloomsburg started. My mom was worried that she was no longer a phone call away, and that she could no longer comfort me if I were to become sick.
When I arrived at Bloomsburg University, it only took a short few days to become a close family with the friends that I have made. Like Amanda and Meredith, I have friends with the same type of relations that both of those girls had. My friends and I are close, we do mostly everything together, and we can hold conversations with each other without feeling a tad bit of awkwardness.
I relate to Amanda Knox if various ways, going off to college, living my life how i choose to, making the right and even the wrong decisions and managing to have a fun time. While only reading the first four chapters of this story, I came to think “How could anyone even think this girl was guilty?”. If I would have known her, I don’t think I would have went against her. I guess it’ll take a few more chapters for me to really think into what has happened with Amanda Knox.