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Monday, May 21, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Reading Log
This week I started reading Lord of The Flies instead of Grapes of Wrath. First of all here, one of my personal goals, my goal to read Grapes of Wrath this semester, was not completed. As for my replacement I am very pleased. I'm excited to read such a short but insightful novel. The whole thing is just one big allegory. I'm not incredibly far, but I don't know if I like the violence that I see coming up. People tell me they loved reading this book for school, but I'm not too sure I'm looking forward to reading about little boys committing murder if my predictions are correct.
Monday, April 30, 2012
reading blog
This week I finished 1984. I would totally recommend this book to anybody. I think it's a a shame that my class did not read this book, but I am glad I had the chance to read it in this class. I'm hoping that i could maybe use it as an SAT fact. Especially if the question would allow me to wiggle in how the past impacts the future or what dictatorships could turn the world into. The interesting end was surprising. It was overall a very suspenseful book. i saw foreshadowing with the little boy screaming traitor when he went to fix thier sink for them. He had the potential turn right into the conformist secret police. So now I have one week to read the Grapes of Wrath..... don't know about that one
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Reading log
This week I read to page 207 of 1984. I really like 1984, and adults who had to read it for high school always tell me that they enjoyed it. I like the suspense, and the futuristic feel. It's interesting to think about how the world could be so different based on one thing done differently. If Hitler and the Nazis and communism had won, our whole lives would be changed; we might not even be alive. As for my other reading goals, I read while casually swimming/ walking in a pool-which i would concider exercise. That was fun. I started reading just one single book of the bible instead of just jumping around. And obviously I'm doing my classical reading.
Monday, April 16, 2012
reading log #3
I am finally done with Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close and I am moving on to 1984. I really like 1984 so far. I think it is suspenseful, and that the subject matter is really interesting. It compels me to read more. Unfortunately we also just started read Tale of Two Cities in English and all this extra reading is super hard. I can't waittttt for school to be over but only 6 more weeks. I read exactly 100 pages of 1984 and read my bible for my extra quarter goals.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Note #3
Bridge to Terabithia
The whole concept of death is most problematic for the living. There's fear for oneself, but a stronger fear trumps the first- a fear for loved ones. Jess's whole family awaits him in tears, afraid that their son and brother died in the river. Anger manifests, beginning with the dad's "where the hell have you been?" Jess angrily slams his dresser in front of his door, portraying the anger drug around by unprepared for deaths. His anger is a window peeking into the feeling of being cheated; too young, too much potential, no warning- people might claim. And then his desperate escape to his room lets sadness bleed through. Dim lighting encompasses mourning as well. Death leaves as quickly as it came, but all the emotion and damage is left to fester with those not taken.
The whole concept of death is most problematic for the living. There's fear for oneself, but a stronger fear trumps the first- a fear for loved ones. Jess's whole family awaits him in tears, afraid that their son and brother died in the river. Anger manifests, beginning with the dad's "where the hell have you been?" Jess angrily slams his dresser in front of his door, portraying the anger drug around by unprepared for deaths. His anger is a window peeking into the feeling of being cheated; too young, too much potential, no warning- people might claim. And then his desperate escape to his room lets sadness bleed through. Dim lighting encompasses mourning as well. Death leaves as quickly as it came, but all the emotion and damage is left to fester with those not taken.
Note #2
Mufasa's death from the Lion King
The dusty chaos of Mufasa's death reflects the creeping, unforeboded affect death has on those around it. The monolithic stampede of wildebeests pours confusion into death's arrival. With all the color being either a shade of brown or gray, the blurred setting prepares the stage for a dramatic reception of death. Violin bows cry out in a sprinting song over the rumbling parade of dust to yank on despairing hope. The sparing flashes of characters faces allow for a brief show of frightened emotion; they portray the adrenaline-coated desperation to escape death. As Mufasa disappears into the obfuscated ruble, a feeling of hopelessness sets in. Even Simba's optimistic first pleas for his dad to wake up have the unwanted knowledge that death has already taken over. Simba's cracky voice as he holds back tears expresses the universal want to deny death, to undo it. His shaky cry for help, "Somebody, anybody, help" is the archetype for the desperation in death.
The dusty chaos of Mufasa's death reflects the creeping, unforeboded affect death has on those around it. The monolithic stampede of wildebeests pours confusion into death's arrival. With all the color being either a shade of brown or gray, the blurred setting prepares the stage for a dramatic reception of death. Violin bows cry out in a sprinting song over the rumbling parade of dust to yank on despairing hope. The sparing flashes of characters faces allow for a brief show of frightened emotion; they portray the adrenaline-coated desperation to escape death. As Mufasa disappears into the obfuscated ruble, a feeling of hopelessness sets in. Even Simba's optimistic first pleas for his dad to wake up have the unwanted knowledge that death has already taken over. Simba's cracky voice as he holds back tears expresses the universal want to deny death, to undo it. His shaky cry for help, "Somebody, anybody, help" is the archetype for the desperation in death.
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