Best-Worst

My favorite poem was "Daddy" by Silvia Plath.  I really liked this poem because of the authors attitude and emotions in the poem.  She did a good job at drawing you in and making you feel the pain that she felt. She really put you in her shoes, even if you hadn't experienced what she went through in the poem, she made you feel like you could relate to it somehow.

My least favorite poem was "The Colonel."  I didn't care for this poem because it was very dark and depressing.  I also feel like it was more of a story than a poem.  It reads like a very choppy short story, not a poem.

My favorite short story was either "Popular Mechanics" or "The Lottery."  I enjoyed both of these stories because they kept you excited and grasped your attention.  They both make you want to read till the end to find out what happens.  At the end they both leave you the same way.  They don't tell you exactly what happened, but you have a very good assumption.  I like when stories make you think like that.

My least favorite story was "Bartleby."  I did not find this story to be entertaining when I was reading it.  It seemed to drag on and on without any real story line.  The best part was the ending, but it took forever to get there. I think the story would be more powerful if it was shorter and more to the point.

"Death of a Salesman" was a pretty good play.  It was hard to follow at some points because I couldn't tell whether he was having a flashback or if he was in the present, but overall I thought it was entertaining.  I think it was a good play to watch, especially when we could compare it to the movie.

I thought watching the Hollywood versions of  "Death of a Salesman." and "Bartleby" was very helpful.  Any parts of the stories I didn't understand when I was reading them was cleared up when we watched the movies.  It brought the stories to life and made them make sense.

My favorite in class activity was working in small groups.  It's more helpful when you are working with only two or three people rather than the whole class.  I felt like we could get a lot more done and go at our own pace.

I really liked the blog entries.  It was probably my favorite part of the class. It gave everyone an opportunity to "speak"  and share their thoughts.  It also made us come out of our comfort zones and really think about the things we were reading.

Linda's Diary

Thursday, 1983:
      It's so nice to see the boys having fun with their father.  I know all Willy really wants is for them to be successful.  They will make their father proud someday.  I just wish Willy could focus on work.  He is a very hard worker, when he tries to be.  We have so many bills to pay, but I try not to worry Willy too much.  $16 on the refrigerator, $96 for the washing machine, $3.50 for the vacuum, and $71 on the roof.  I know we will be okay, things are going to be okay.. Look at the boys hanging the laundry on the line. Such good boys they are(:  They really look up to Willy.

Wednesday, 2013:
    I'm starting to worry about Willy...  It worries me when he travels for work.  He smashed up the car twice  already, and it was no accident.  I just wish Willy would get better. He is such a good father.  He really loves when Biff and Happy come home. He is hard on Biff because he wants him to be successful. I know the boys are worried about their father too.. If only there was something we could do.  Willy would never allow me to get a job.  He is supposed to take care of the family himself he says.  But if I could just work some, we would be better off.. Or maybe if Biff and Happy stayed...
     

The Lottery

"The Lottery"  By: Shirley Jackson
Theme:  Stoning


In the short story "The Lottery," 1 towns-person a year is chosen at random and stoned to death.  They call this process the lottery.  Every person in the town attends, and 1 person from each family draws a piece of paper from a black box.  If their piece of paper had a black circle on it, they "won," and they were to get stoned.  The stoning was done by the remaining family members and friends.

In the story, the stoning was done so casually that it seemed as though it was an everyday event for the townspeople.  "All right, folks, Mr. Summers said. Let's finish quickly."  Mr. Summers was directing the townspeople to collect the stones and hurry up.  Even friends of the women getting stoned were eager to participate.  "Mrs. Delacroix selected a stone so large she had to pick it up with both hands and turned to Mr. Dunbar. Come on, she said. Hurry up."

Stoning has been around for many years as a method of killing people.  We don't use this method anymore, but we do use something along the same lines.  When someone has been ordered to be put to death, we use lethal injection.  Although this doesn't include pain like stoning did, it does include an audience.  When someone gets put to death due to a murder or rape, the family members of the victim can come and watch.  This is similar to the stoning because when the towns-person got stoned, everyone was around to watch and even participate.

Mrs. Mallard

Mrs. Mallard

I miss my beloved husband <3

Life is too short to be held back, live free

There is plenty of beauty in the world

I love morning walks through the neighborhood!

 I am so thankful to have my sister.

My condition is getting worse, but I am staying positive

I am going to the doctor today! I'll keep you posted.

I still miss my husband..

Family is the best medicine.

Time is coming to an end.


BEAUTIFUL VIEW FROM MY WINDOW(:



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Girl Imitation

From Girl to Boy:
Family always comes first.  Be sure that you work your job as hard as you can, but don't work too often.  Always look out for your little sister.  Go out and have fun on the weekends, but never cross the line.  Don't get into fights that are unnecessary. Get into fights when you need to.  When you find a good women, you better treat her right.  Don't be a quitter.  Always follow through.  Never let your pants sag.  Family always comes first. Never let another man support your family, that is your job.  Always remember how to drive a manual.  Teach your son how to drive a manual.  Teach your daughter how to drive a manual. Never ever hit a girl. Respect your mother each and every day.  Be able to admit when you are wrong, but don't ever give up.  Keep trying until you succeed.  If you have to cry, don't let anyone see it.  Always hunt for your own meat.  Family always comes first.  Be a role model for your little brother.  When you make a mistake, fix it.  Don't be lazy.  Always do more than the minimum.  If you are asked to do something, do it.  Back-talking is not an option.  When your vehicle breaks down, take care of it yourself.  Be the man you would want your son to be.  Never be ashamed of where you came from.  Do not ever cheat on a woman.  When you have no where else to turn, come  home.
And always remember that family comes first.

Dialogue

Watching and listening from the hallway. Witnessing on of the many fights my dad and step mom would have. 

"How could you be talking to her?! You know how I feel about that!!"

"I have to talk to her... she is my kids' mother.  I don't have a choice."

"THIS ISN'T ABOUT THAT!"

"Stop."  My dad tries to calm her down as he starts walking toward her.

My step mom shoves him away.  "We were doing fine until now!!!"  

"We are still fine."

"I know you have been calling her!!  I see it on the phone records!"

"You have been checking the phone records?"

"I wouldn't if I didn't think I had to!"  My step mom throws her glass cup of water against the wall, still very angry.

"I am done talking to you about this."  "This is getting ridiculous."

My step mom runs down the stairs and slams the bedroom door for the 100th time.
My dad follows, the fighting continues downstairs.

Test Preparation #2

Caesura: A break or pause in a line of poetry that contributes to the rhythm of     the line. 

                 Example:                 An Essay on Man

                                                             by

Alexander Pope

Know then thyself II, presume not God to scan;
The proper study of Mankind II is Man.
Plac'd on this isthmus of a middle state,
A being darkly wise, and rudely great: