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My Papa’s Waltz

Response In “My Papa’s Waltz”, Roethke discusses a very heartbreaking
and distressful situation. He talks about alcoholism in the family and how it
affects the members of the family. Growing up in a family full of alcoholism and
abuse, I can relate to the point of view that this poem is written in. Although
it is very sad, all of these things the poet describes are true of a family
cursed with alcoholism. The people in my household would drink all day long,
starting with the morning cup of coffee and ending whenever their bodies just
passed out from drunkenness. Arguing and making lots of noise are two qualities
all too familiar to me. People who drink will argue with anyone who tries to
talk to them reasonably and will even get violent and destructive at times. As
for being a spouse of a drunk, I have never been married but have experienced a
scenario similar to that of being married.

During high school, I dated a girl
that was quite older than I and he was of legal age to drink already. Whenever
she would go out to the clubs with her friends drinking she would always come
home to her apartment and if I was there and everything was not clean and
perfectly in order she would burst into fits of anger. She would yell, scream
and throw things at me and even sometimes he would physically abuse me. In the
morning, after there was time to sleep off the effects of the alcohol she would
always apologize saying that she was going to relaxed off and try to quit
drinking, but as we know that never happens. Finally in March of 1995, she went
to get help and before we could find out if the long ordeal of the past four
years was over God decided it was time for her to go to a better place where all
of the problems would disappear.

Because of the horrible ways alcohol has
affected me in the past 21 years it makes me not like drinking or going out to
bars because it usually leads to bad thingsPoetry My Papas Waltz
Theodore Roethke, “My Papa’s Waltz”, Response In “My Papa’s
Waltz”, Roethke discusses a very heartbreaking and distressful situation.
He talks about alcoholism in the family and how it affects the members of the
family. Growing up in a family full of alcoholism and abuse, I can relate to the
point of view that this poem is written in. Although it is very sad, all of
these things the poet describes are true of a family cursed with alcoholism. The
people in my household would drink all day long, starting with the morning cup
of coffee and ending whenever their bodies just passed out from drunkenness.
Arguing and making lots of noise are two qualities all too familiar to me.

People who drink will argue with anyone who tries to talk to them reasonably and
will even get violent and destructive at times. As for being a spouse of a
drunk, I have never been married but have experienced a scenario similar to that
of being married. During high school, I dated a girl that was quite older than I
and he was of legal age to drink already. Whenever she would go out to the clubs
with her friends drinking she would always come home to her apartment and if I
was there and everything was not clean and perfectly in order she would burst
into fits of anger. She would yell, scream and throw things at me and even
sometimes he would physically abuse me. In the morning, after there was time to
sleep off the effects of the alcohol she would always apologize saying that she
was going to relaxed off and try to quit drinking, but as we know that never
happens.

Finally in March of 1995, she went to get help and before we could find
out if the long ordeal of the past four years was over God decided it was time
for her to go to a better place where all of the problems would disappear.
Because of the horrible ways alcohol has affected me in the past 21 years it
makes me not like drinking or going out to bars because it usually leads to bad
thingsPoetry My Papas Waltz Theodore Roethke, “My Papa’s
Waltz”, Response In “My Papa’s Waltz”, Roethke discusses a very
heartbreaking and distressful situation. He talks about alcoholism in the family
and how it affects the members of the family.

Growing up in a family full of
alcoholism and abuse, I can relate to the point of view that this poem is
written in. Although it is very sad, all of these things the poet describes are
true of a family cursed with alcoholism. The people in my household would drink
all day long, starting with the morning cup of coffee and ending whenever their
bodies just passed out from drunkenness. Arguing and making lots of noise are
two qualities all too familiar to me. People who drink will argue with anyone
who tries to talk to them reasonably and will even get violent and destructive
at times. As for being a spouse of a drunk, I have never been married but have
experienced a scenario similar to that of being married. During high school, I
dated a girl that was quite older than I and he was of legal age to drink
already. Whenever she would go out to the clubs with her friends drinking she
would always come home to her apartment and if I was there and everything was
not clean and perfectly in order she would burst into fits of anger.

She would
yell, scream and throw things at me and even sometimes he would physically abuse
me. In the morning, after there was time to sleep off the effects of the alcohol
she would always apologize saying that she was going to relaxed off and try to
quit drinking, but as we know that never happens. Finally in March of 1995, she
went to get help and before we could find out if the long ordeal of the past
four years was over God decided it was time for her to go to a better place
where all of the problems would disappear. Because of the horrible ways alcohol
has affected me in the past 21 years it makes me not like drinking or going out
to bars because it usually leads to bad things.

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