Sunday, January 24, 2010

Victorian Knowlege

Everybody knows basically what the Victorian Era is. Fancy furniture, arranged marriages, poofy dresses, and men being alot more open then they are nowadays. I thought that would be enough to understand The Importance of Being Earnest. So I was resenting research on the era at first, but after I started to read, I realized there was actually quite a bit I didn't understand. Like how big standards were, and how much control you didn't have over your own life.

When I was reading the story, and Jack wishes to marry Gwendolen, I was just thinking 'Aww, that's one of the sweetest (and sappiest) proposal ever. But then Gwendolen's mother had to come in and ruin everything. Just because of his history and status, her mom barely believed that he was a suitable husband. I understood why she acted like that though, instead of thinking she was just a snob. Even though she was.

But thanks to the research, the story makes more sense. And surely it will come into use later on in the story.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

100 Things to Do Before I Graduate


New year resolutions. Yeah, haven't heard that one before (note sarcasm) I've set one on-going resolution for myself every year which is Get an A in Every Class. That, hasn't happened yet. It's hard! I try, but it doesn't always happen. So one day I decided, I was going to set a bunch of little goals to do wile I'm tryin to achieve that. Something to do when I don't have homework, or studying, or when it's vacation. But instead of a few, I decided I'm going to come up with 100 things to do before I graduate.

Yeah, that's alot huh? Haha, well the thing is, some of them are easy goals, and some of them are a little harder. Part of my inspiration to do this was from a story I was reading online. I thought it was hilarious, and decided to start one of my own. Some examples would be Pass math every year, Watch a slasher movie, Find a penny from the 1970's, Have a picnic in the snow, Watch the sunset on a leap year, Do running start, Scream bloody murder in drama, Get a pair of yellow converse, or Tape somebody to a chair.

Those are just a few of my goals. But see what I mean when I say that some are easy and some are hard? But I want to come upon these things. I don't want to focus all of my energy on completing these activities. I don't know, it's really hard to describe. But if I just randomly do one of these, then I can check them off my list.... Does that make sense?

As for my first and primary goal? I'm still working on it.

Friday, December 18, 2009

Animal Farm Poem

Seven
Seven comandments that would start the rebellion
The rebellion in Majors eyes
Equality and Peace the animals thought
But not according to the swines

Power, control, and dictatorship they thought
Would make us feel happy and free
Who cares about the others, their all just a bother
Soon, it'll be all about me

They all worked so hard, so willing
Not an ounce of their effort was spared
Except for the cat, the pigs, and one horse
Who never seemed to be there

Though somehting strange was happening
All the children where whisked away
Not to mention the apples, the milk
And possibly some of the hay

The rules were changing
One after another
The animals had suspicions
And a few of them muttered

'Were those words there yesterday?'
or, 'Is that what they had said before?'
But if the leaders heard anything, that troubled their plans
Soon, they'd be out the door

Time went by, the rules constantly changing
Until there was no justice at all
By ones and by two's were the 'comrades' killed
By three's and by fours, so soon would the farm fall

The leaders however, didnt spare a passing glance
To the ones who put them where they were
The lies, the manipulation, just kept on coming
But never once did they answer

A question, so important
A short one, not too terribly long
WIth meaning, and wisdom, and importance, it was:
'What will we do when they're gone?'

Soon, so soon, was that question known
once the farm was turned to chaos
the pigs and doomed themselves into oblivion
... oh well, their loss.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Deepest Apologies

Hello all my readers. Im sorry Mrs. Gilman, but i can't post my poem. My grandfather just had a stroke, and wer all too busy. I might not be at school on thursday, but we'll just see. I just hope my grandpa is ok, and i hope any of my readers will pray for him like i am tonite. Because I love him so much, and don't want to see him go away. So please, please understand. I hope I see you all soon

Monday, December 14, 2009

POL Performance

I watched the performances of Tiffany Hill, (reciting “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” by William Wordsworth) and Stanley Jackson, (reciting “Sympathy” by Paul Laurence Dunbar.) The performance that stood out the most to me was by Stanley Jackson. Yes, it was interesting how Tiffany recited hers in sign language, but you couldn't get any emotion from it. Stanley showed true understanding of his poem. He paused, raised his voice, and used gestures all accordingly. You could most definately get a feeling from hearing him speak, and it was pretty spectacular. And his physical presance showed no nervousness at all... except for the fact he was stiff as a board. I don't know if that was part of his performance, but it stood out to me.

The poem was obviously about slavery. And how lawrence used the metaphor of a caged bird to emphasise the feeling of being a slave. Not being able to go onto a world beyond you, not able to show any importance. Stanley raised and lowered his voice at all the right parts, but he was still strong. It was almost as if he was the slave, even though it's been illegal before he was even born.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Extra Credit






Hmm... well I'm playing the roles of Atticus and Mr. Gilmer in class. And in my opinion, Atticus has more qualities to him. And i think one of his best would be that he treats everybody equally. Even the African Americans. So, I decided to use a picture of people belonging to different races supporting each other... Or, atleast I think that's what they're doing haha. So, yeah, i think it symbolizes Atticus very well.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Lessons about Life


I remember vaguely that when i was little my daddy said 'always have pride with whatever you do.' And of course like most people it takes a while for a lessons true meaning to settle in. But, I eventually learned that if you don't have enough, that people will walk all over you and you won't get anywhere in life. But if you have too much, then people will be running out of there way to make sure they never have anything to do with you. It's all about balance in my point of view.




I remember when I was in 3rd grade, and I wanted to play football with a few of the guys. But, of course they wouldn't let me because I was a girl. So, I held onto my pride like the stubborn ass I am, and proved to them that i could most definately throw... but i ended up throwin a rock, and hit one of them in the eye =/. Haha, that's probably one of my favorite memories. But hey, if I hadn't tried to prove him wrong, then he never would of gotten a black eye. And in my book I consider that a once in a while experience... so I had no need to apolagize ^_^ But then of course I got in trouble, which wasn't too fun.


So yeah, I think that it was a very good lesson my parents taught me. And I'm glad they did, because I really don't like the idea of someone else pushing me around and telling me what to do all the time...