Monday, December 9, 2013
Act II Discussion
After Brutus received the letters from Cassius that were supposedly from the citizens of Rome explaining how the most powerful was Brutus and Caesar made Brutus ally with Cassius. They both came to the conclusion that Caesar must be killed. The letters told him exactly what he wanted to hear to make him realise hoe he was wrong about Caesar all this time. The men meet in different places and Brutus convinces the gathered men for the not to take an oath. Cassius and Brutus turned all the men against Caesar from a couple of false letters.
Act I Discussion
In Act I Cassius is trying to explain to Brutus and also Anthony how Caesar is seen in the eyes of Romans as a god. He tells Brutus how Caesar is far from being a god from all the things he has done for Caesar. " BRUTUS "What means this shouting? I do fear, the people Choose Caesar for their king." CASSIUS "Ay, do you fear it?Then must I think you would not have it so." Act I Scene II demonstrates how Cassius is afraid of Caesar having power over the people of Rome. Cassius tries to persuade Brutus of the power Caesar is gaining over the rest of them. Brutus doesn't listen to him and offered to think about his propositions. CASSIUS "Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonorable graves." He explains how Caesar is using them as slaves and a=because of that all their powers over the people is going to him.
Sunday, November 17, 2013
"The Arts" Fixers Of The World....
Nelson Mandela
"Don't Forget To Remember Me"
For momma they flew by
But for me they drug on and on
We were loading up that Chevy
Both tryin' not to cry
Momma kept on talking
Putting off good-bye
Then she took my hand and said
'Baby don't forget
Before you hit the highway
You better stop for gas
There's a 50 in the ashtray
In case you run short on cash
Here's a map and here's a Bible
If you ever lose your way
Just one more thing before you leave
Don't forget to remember me'
This downtown apartment sure makes me miss home
And those bills there on the counter
Keep telling me I'm on my own
And just like every Sunday I called momma up last night
And even when it's not, I tell her everything's alright
Before we hung up I said
'Hey momma, don't forget to tell my baby sister I'll see her in the fall
And tell Memaw that I miss her
Yeah, I should give her a call
And make sure you tell Daddy that I'm still his little girl
Yeah, I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be
Don't forget to remember me'
Tonight I find myself kneeling by the bed to pray
I haven't done this in a while
So I don't know what to say but
'Lord I feel so small sometimes in this big ol' place
Yeah, I know there are more important things,
But don't forget to remember me
But don't forget to remember me'
"No Such Thing"
Condescendingly
Take a seat
Take your life
Plot it out in black and white
Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings
And the drama queens
I'd like to think the best of me
Is still hiding
Up my sleeve
They love to tell you
Stay inside the lines
But something's better
On the other side
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you've got to rise above
So the good boys and girls take the so called right track
Faded white hats
Grabbing credits
Maybe transfers
They read all the books but they can't find the answers
And all of our parents
They're getting older
I wonder if they've wished for anything better
While in their memories
Tiny tragedies
They love to tell you
Stay inside the lines
But something's better
On the other side
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you got to rise above
I am invincible
As long as I'm alive
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you've got to rise above
I just can't wait til my 10 year reunion
I'm gonna bust down the double doors
And when I stand on these tables before you
You will know what all this time was for
Thursday, November 7, 2013
Slam Poetry Scavenger Hunt
Sunday, October 27, 2013
Not a simple story, it's artwork.
Monday, October 21, 2013
" I Give Voice "
and I'm as loud as a trumpet and a drum
on a Monday and Sunday
The kind that goes to the mind,
awarded with madness and ignorances.
The true power, control.
Controlling the voice,
the one to save the world.
From the once going mad.
The people who have no control,
of what they say.. The so call "stupid".
Soon to ruin the world.
I can control I have the true power.
The one awarded to the goddesses,
of world peace.
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Green Light Project
- What country are you originally from?
- Why did you leave this country?
- When did you leave? How old were at that time?
- What were the conditions in the country when you left?
- How did you prepare for your trip here?
- Who came with you when you immigrated? Who did you leave behind? What did you leave behind?
- How did you get here? Did you stay somewhere else before arriving here?
- Why did you choose the United States? Why not some other country?
- Who decided you would come here? Did you want to leave?
- How did others in your home country treat you when they knew you were leaving?
- What changes in lifestyle did you make when you came here?
- What was your first impression of the United States? Has this initial impression changed over time?
- What are some of the differences/similarities you've noticed in the cultures here and in your home country?
- What were your hopes for yourself (and/or your family) when you came here? Have you realized these hopes?
- How were you treated when you first arrived in the United States? How are you treated now?
- Were your expectations of America met? Was your idea of America the same as the reality?
My mother came from Durango Mexico when she was 27 years old. She had a college educations and a job that was well respected by her family. She came by bus to visit her sister. Everything was so different from Mexico, she explained that in Durango the state she is from is it was all desert their was no plant or animal life. She said that one thing she noticed the most from the United States was that people had to work for everything. All that surrounded the lives of Americans was work and money. Her intentions from coming to the United States were to spend some time with her sister and shop, but then she saw how hard working everyone was that she decided to stay. At first she thought that every thing would be easier because she had a college education but over time she knew she needed to learn a new language and culture.
Thursday, October 3, 2013
What is to want?
Saturday, September 28, 2013
Vocabulary Project
That night the air was plethora of fecund, that made that summer full of beautiful flowers. But I felt like a kindle burning from inside. It was incessant, that even my mother realized how I felt that she became tedium and asked, "What is wrong?". It was very elusive for me to explain. Me and my mother were best friends, it was altruistic from me not to tell her. So I did, she then said that this was some frivolous stuff. The truth is that I didn't have the guts to say such a exorbitant thing. I told her a lie. That day at school was abhor, it was the day that I became the target of bullying. There was this girl she was renowned and grandiose in everything, that everyone would eschew from her. She became eclectic and I became one of her many victims. I was the new girl, the girl that needed to be abrasive polished. I didn't known most of the people, it was only my first week but I knew that year would be surfeit acerbic. She would attack the shy and the vivacious her actions were presumptuous hasten things. That afternoon she looked as waver as always but deep inside you could see how big of a bigot she was. I was walking to the restroom when if felt someone was following me. I whent inside, I looked back there she was. She started to harangue me, effervescent in everything she said. I felt to the cooled ground and stayed there until she left and the end of the day. When I went to sleep I started to think about everything and I told my mother. She told me to not let stupid words affect me in any way. The rest of the year I didn't let people bring me down. I made many good friends that were with me in the happiest tames and also saddest.
Monday, September 9, 2013
It All Together
- Life of Pi is a work of "Magical Realism"....
Friday, August 30, 2013
Life of Pi
There isn't any, because the allegory if the story of Life of Pi is not what happens to Pi and Richard Parker is the symbols that Martel expresses in the book. Is things like a number 3.14, the idea of three religions and how we as humans see the world. The meaning or the allegory of the book is not about how much Richard Parker and Pi suffered in the seven months. Is actually how we see the world from what we know and would like to experience. In class we said that the actual allegory of Life of Pi was to give a meaning to life. I think that the whole perspective was to do every thing you can to see the world in different points of view. Like Pi he saw the world in three different ways because of the religions that he followed, this helped him in understanding himself and the world.
Why?
I say that there is no good writer, because you can right something that a lot of people might think that is perfect but others might think the opposite. It all comes down to peoples opinions, because I consider myself a "writer" a simple teenage girl that hows to school every five days, has friends and still has the internal question of who she is. I believe is the same for others, that at the last minute of your life you know what piece of the game you played in the world. But mostly people right from their imagination, life experiences and other events because they want to know.
I really have never liked writing because school and my teachers have made my hate it. Is all because of you HOMEWORK! I hope that in the future when I learn a little about myself and the ones that surround me, I can start liking writing a little more. But for now I don't see that happening.
Monday, August 26, 2013
Pi
Pi was the name that had everyone in question. What is the meaning of Pi? We know that is the name of someone that has suffer most of his life. Pi means something for its family and friends, a nickname. But after all that Pi has been through it has a different significant. What is Pi? A number 3.14 that is the circumference of a circle, because his real name is Piscine meaning pool. But why did he decided to use Pi (3.14) as a nickname? Probably it was just because or waset that he knew that he was someone in life or infinite.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Animals or Humans !
humans had to survive for there lives.
Animals had liberty to run with the wind,
to not be fearful of a cage.
Humans evolved they didn't,
we grew as a civilization, we grew in power.
We had control of are food, freedom and lives,
even of the animals that we once were fearful of.
We became cities, states, countries and enemies,
of the animals and are own.
We made war, military and guns,
that then for are pleasure we made zoos.
To see all the little cute animals trapped,
for years, surrounded by laughing kids and dads taking pictures.
They will never be free because once they get old they go,
"to a better place".
Now the question is, "Are we the animals"
because we have no feeling and hearts.
So are the animals the humans? They are not the once killing each
other by the cutest designers bag.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
I Go back to May 1937
Monday, August 19, 2013
Simple old hat..
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
I wonder...
In class we read a love story by George Bogin named Nineteen, it was really confusing and it left many people wondering. One of the questions that I asked myself were, "Was George the Mr.Lonely as many people call him?", or "Was she the one that got away?". Most people say that he was stupid and a loner because of the fact that he was a coward that never had the courage to say hi. Just a simple "hi".
I believe that is the story of a past crush, now he is a middle age man that still remembers its could it been first true love. The moment that he walked out of the Philosophy Library he knew that he never was going to have a second chance to talk with her, because I feel that she liked him back and she as well was shy. Now in his old age he feels that he won't have that feeling ever again, the feeling of innocence.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
What is a reader?
To be a good reader takes many years, first you need to learn more about yourself and the world to get the concepts of the books. I consider myself as just a simple reader. I'm 15 years old and I still have a lot of things to learn. One of my favorite authors this past year has been Jay Asher. He is a really talented writer, that makes you go into the story and be the mean character. This types of book like the ones Asher writes are the ones that I consider to be for a "simple reader" like me. I read this book because I had to do a project but I actually liked it and I have already read 3 books from that author.
Reading will always be part of me, not because its something that I enjoy its also because of school. In future years I will have to read for High School and College hoping that in those years I can become the "good reader" I hope to be.