Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Change of View
When I was 11 years old I'm almost positive that I didn't have the same perspective that I have now as a 16 year old. I have 5 year mores experience in life and I know that much more about it. As you grow older your the world changes and with that so do you by seeing it. Grandparents are the perfect example to me because they have been through it all they reached their peak. I am almost positive that over my grandmas 86 years her opinions has to of changed about things. When I look at myself five years ago I feel that i truly didn't understand even half as much as I do know.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Modernist Decision
When I was looking at the list of modernists given I started from the bottom not seeing any names i know too well until I found one. I came upon the name F. Scott Fitzgerald which was an author I had actually heard of! I read The Great Gatsby last year which he wrote and I very much liked it. He always talks about the dream of having money, power, and knowledge and its always interesting to read. This is why I chose him because I love the style he has.
http://www.online-literature.com/fitzgerald/
http://www.online-literature.com/fitzgerald/
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
My Poem: Loves Deceit by Big Rube
I picked this poem for the parlor video because it has a lot of meaning in my eyes just like Dover Beach. I believe if this poem was being read to them in the parlor Mrs. Phelps would of still bursted into tears give me your thoughts.
“Love’s Deceit”
Pleasure turns to the pain of lessons learned from the strain of the questions burned in my brain about whether love is humane in its touch
These thoughts are like salmon swimming upstream in the tears of your deceit
Fighting a current hurt that kills more than is created by the chaos of our intertwined emotions
Chaotic because the anchor of Eros’ arrow has been plucked from the vessel of my undying infatuation
Separation not as simple as the distance between us
My mind no longer possessed by the demons that had been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies
The seeds of these lies rooted so deeply they’ve cracked the foundation of what we once shared
Allowing the faith in us I had sealed inside to gush out like a river
Ripping the image of our future together from my thoughts as violently and as brutally as if it were a child being taken from its mothers arms
I’m left surrounded in darkness but I refuse to be swallowed by it
My loneliness like night air; invisible to the eye obvious to the touch, in its cold uncomfortable ness
Yet If I could do all over again I’d do it in the same skin I’m in
To lay down and let love die, just stay down and let love lie
No, no, no, no, not I
I’ll stay around and let love fly
Even though I’ve seen its darkest form; deceit
Nothing else could tastes this warm or feel this sweet.
“Love’s Deceit”
Pleasure turns to the pain of lessons learned from the strain of the questions burned in my brain about whether love is humane in its touch
These thoughts are like salmon swimming upstream in the tears of your deceit
Fighting a current hurt that kills more than is created by the chaos of our intertwined emotions
Chaotic because the anchor of Eros’ arrow has been plucked from the vessel of my undying infatuation
Separation not as simple as the distance between us
My mind no longer possessed by the demons that had been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies
The seeds of these lies rooted so deeply they’ve cracked the foundation
Allowing the faith in us I had sealed inside to gush out like a river
Ripping the image of our future together from my thoughts as violently and as brutally as if it were a child being taken from its mothers arms
I’m left surrounded in darkness but I refuse to be swallowed by it
My loneliness like night air; invisible to the eye obvious to the touch, in its cold uncomfortable ness
Yet If I could do all over again I’d do it in the same skin I’m in
To lay down and let love die, just stay down and let love lie
No, no, no, no, not I
I’ll stay around and let love fly
Even though I’ve seen its darkest form; deceit
Nothing else could tastes this warm or feel this sweet.
Vo-cab List #2
Spring Vocab #5
- There was a brouhaha at the new store opening.
Cloy- discussed or sickened
- Everyone was cloyed after getting food poisoned.
Demeanor-outward behavior
- Stealing is a demeanor.
Deference- humble submission or respect
- The students gave deference to the teacher.
Enigmatic- difficult to interpret or understand
- Sign language is enigmatic.
Definitive- conclusion
- We came up with a definitive answer.
Bumptious- proud to an irritating degree
- The straight A student was bumptious when bragging.
Choleric- bad tempered
- The teacher was choleric when the students didn't do their homework.
Bulwark- a defensive wall
- The shy girl didn't talk because she had up a bulwark.
Curtail- reduce in quantity
- When we ran out of clothes there was a huge curtail.
Adamant- refusing to be persuaded
- The girl was adamant about changing her mind.
Profligate- wasteful in use of resources
- The students were profligate with the tools the teacher gave them.
Mawkish- sentimental in a feeble or sickly way
- The couple was mawkish in the halls.
Thwart- preventing someone from accomplishing something
- The kid with no computer had a thwart.
Onus- used to refer to something that is ones duty or responsibility
- My job is my onus.
Requisite- made necessary by particular circumstances
- My job is my requisite for getting money.
Mollify- appease the anger or anxiety if someone
- My mom had to mollify my dog who got mad.
Sartorial- relating to tailoring, clothes, or style of dress
- Fashion these days are different from the sartorial in older days.
Presentiment- intuitive feeling about the future
- After I turned in the test I had a presentiment.
Impromptu- done without being planned , organized, or rehearsed
- A surprise is an impromptu.
Forbearance- formal patience or self control
- When teachers make me mad I have to have forbearance.
Remit- refrain from inflicting
- When two guys get in a fight girls have to remit.
Monday, February 18, 2013
My F451
The very first time I read the book Fahrenheit 451 I really did not pay attention to the plot of the story. When I went into my sophomore year the meaning of the book became more aware to me. Ray Bradbury was simply showing how the world should turn out if we separate ourselves from emotion and cling to technology our world won't be happy. This idea came to Bradbury because of censorship during his time. Publishers wanted to change most writers words and he very much didn't like it. Bradbury came up with the idea of the universe being completely controlled with no emotion and no books because of this. If we compare what he predicted though to present day time didn't he very much guess right? Its weird to think about but we have really separated ourselves from emotion just like he predicted.
Parlor Poetry
I think that Ray Bradbury picked the poem Dover Beach in the book Fahrenheit 451 because it has so much emotion inside of it. When Montag reads this poem Mrs. Phelps erupted into tears just from hearing these words. She experienced an emotion witch she had never felt in her life which gave her no choice but to start crying. The poem I pick for the video is also very full of emotion in my eyes. I picked a poem called Loves Deceit by Big Rube and I think it has a meaning that is equal to Dover Beach. The first time I heard this poem the thing that came to mind instantly is that i would never forget about it.
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