tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79669980344821253022024-03-13T00:18:12.394-07:00Felicitas Ruiz's AP Lit Comp BlogAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.comBlogger116125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-12212562738671057192013-06-17T10:22:00.003-07:002013-06-17T10:22:53.251-07:00Faux pasSorry everyone, I have yet to get the audiobook for Great Gatsby so my first breakdown of a book this summer will be conducted on <u>Picture of Dorian Gray</u>. This audiobook was short and since I listen to audiobooks when I go running, I was able to finish this book in two runs :) I don't listen to audiobooks when I'm sitting down or laying down and relaxing because I will end up falling asleep :/ Anyways back to the book....<br />
Dorian Gray is an interesting character in that he wished to stay young while a portrait of him aged and this wish came true. Dorian Gray is a handsome young man, of twenty years old, so his friend, Basil, painted a still of him. I took a year of art and I know that for any painting or drawing, or any piece of art to be done, it takes time. Drawing Dorian Gray's painting took hours of Basil staring at him and transferring his image to a piece of canvas. In this process, Basil felt like he had placed a piece of himself in the painting, in a sense, brought the painting to life with his energy.<br />
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He loved an actress, Sibyl, who portrayed Juliet in a Romeo and Juliet play. She was wonderful but when Dorian's friends came to see the performance, it was a horrible rendering of Juliet's character. Dorian was angry and confronted her. Her excuse was that she is in love with Dorian and therefore could not pretend to be someone else falling for Romeo. Saying he overreacted is an understatement. He yelled and basically said he never wanted to see her again. Later that night, Dorian found out that she had killed herself. He momentarily felt bad and then he saw his portrait. His portrait had changed somehow, it had become darker and uglier. Sullen Dorian worried that someone would see his portrait, so over the years, he stayed home in close proximity to the portrait. He didn't age a day while those around him, inclusive the portrait, aged. </div>
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Rumors spread that Dorian was involved in many scandalous crimes but with no evidence to bring him in. </div>
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Basil visited him one day, and inquired about the portrait he had drawn. Dorian was disingenuous about the location. Basil asked many questions, so many that Dorian got anxious and worried so he stabbed his friend multiple times in the neck. According to CSI, it takes about fifty chops with an axe to fully chop someone's head off. Imagine what fury or fear was running through Dorian's head that he had the energy to chop his friend's head off with a mere kitchen knife. </div>
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Dorian stuffed his friend's dead corpse into the closet with his portrait and he managed to see that the portrait had contorted yet again. This times, there was a red stain over his hand, a symbol that the painting adjusted so that portrait portrayed Dorian as a killer with an evil aura. Years passed and Dorian just felt sick with himself and especially the painting. He grabbed a knife, and went up to stab the painting. There was a shriek and when the servants went up to check on him, there was an old and ugly man lying on the floor with a knife in his chest, wearing Dorian Gray's jewelry and clothing. Next to his dead body was the portrait of the young Dorian Gray at his prime. </div>
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<b>A few morals of this story.</b> 1) Careful what you wish for. The painting aged while DOrian didn't but it also aged in the way that depicted all his imperfections and wrongdoings. 2) Vanity will be your undoing. Having a narcissistic personality is not an attractive quality and that is why many people stayed away from Dorian. He was an a$$, plain and simple. 3) Fall in love for the right reasons, not just beauty. Sibyl fell in love with Dorian but Dorian fell for her because of her beauty and most importantly because of her skills. When those skills disappeared, his affection and interest in her evaporated as well. She ended up killing herself because this arrangement wasn't a good one. </div>
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To quote a bright and talented teacher, Mr. Paul Anderson, "I hope that was helpful!"</div>
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-19744143876122492512013-06-10T09:32:00.001-07:002013-06-10T09:44:54.822-07:00New blog designStudies show the color blue relaxes hormones in the brain, therefore allowing us to concentrate better and absorb information readily. That's why I chose a blue background and I love mother nature so this picture was a good choice.<br />
I also changed the blog music. The first song is "Pop Art Blue" by Zero 7. The second song is "Sail" by AWOLNATION. The third song is "Passive" by A Perfect Circle.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-17274151387493668432013-06-07T19:18:00.002-07:002013-06-07T19:18:20.778-07:00The future of this blogWell, the future of this blog does not look grim. Actually, I plan to post something every so often. Because of all the deadlines and tests that made my senior year grueling, I didn't have that much time to reach books for pleasure, as in outside reading. That's what I plan to do this summer. I want to keep my brain active this summer so reading is definitely big in my schedule. I won't be doing literature analysis in the summer but I will be doing summaries/viewpoints of the books I read. First on my schedule is <u>The Great Gatsby</u>. Although this is a literary book its also a book I enjoyed last year in Nylander's class and since the movie recently came out, I want to read it so as to compare it to the movie. Adios and await the analysis.<br />
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http://fruizrhsenglitcomp.blogspot.com/2013/02/i-am-here.html<br />
http://fruizrhsenglitcomp.blogspot.com/2013/04/reflection-on-act-1-scene-5-7.htmlAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-43494946417420102712013-05-25T02:19:00.002-07:002013-05-25T02:20:59.278-07:00A little Funny to Keep You Sunny<iframe frameborder="0" height="300" src="https://www.facebook.com/video/embed?video_id=10151619332321117" width="400"></iframe>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-42678443414421321512013-05-21T06:18:00.003-07:002013-05-21T06:18:43.163-07:00May 3 essay<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-25293897507037068742013-04-28T13:17:00.005-07:002013-04-28T13:23:47.619-07:00Poetry Essay prompt #2<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I didn't want to complicate my life very much so I used one of the first prompts...</span><br />
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Poem reminded me of Wuthering heights. The speaker laments the death of a loved one as he stands over her grave whispering "I love you"</div>
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Elegy for Jane<br />
(My student, thrown by a horse)</div>
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I remember the neckcurls, limp and damp as tendrils;<br />
And her quick look, a sidelong pickerel smile;<br />
And how, once startled into talk, the light syllables leaped for her,<br />
And she balanced in the delight of her thought,<br />
A wren, happy, tail into the wind,<br />
Her song trembling the twigs and small branches.<br />
The shade sang with her;<br />
The leaves, their whispers turned to kissing,<br />
And the mould sang in the bleached valleys under the rose.<br />
Oh, when she was sad, she cast herself down into such a pure depth,<br />
Even a father could not find her:<br />
Scraping her cheek against straw,<br />
Stirring the clearest water.<br />
My sparrow, you are not here,<br />
Waiting like a fern, making a spiney shadow.<br />
The sides of wet stones cannot console me,<br />
Nor the moss, wound with the last light.<br />
If only I could nudge you from this sleep,<br />
My maimed darling, my skittery pigeon.<br />
Over this damp grave I speak the words of my love:<br />
I, with no rights in this matter,<br />
Neither father nor lover.</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"> To work so closely with someone, one can't help but develop a bond that transcends the boundary between teacher and loved one. In Theodore Roethke's "Elegy to Jane" depicts a speaker who laments the death of a student and the tone indicates that her absence has caused him great grief. With the repetition of "my", the speaker conveys that that he deeply cares about her. Finally, anaphora is used in the first stanza to indicate a list of her characteristics as he personifies branches and objects and compares them to her natural beauty.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"> The tone can be seen throughout the poem as the speaker conveys melancholy as he laments her absence. He wishes deeply to bring her back, to see her one last time and feel her presence but he can't and she can't hear as he talks over her grave. He laments not being able to tell her his feelings. He misses her and this elegy is meant to convey his feelings of sorrow.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"> The repetition of "my" shows the audience that the speaker cares deeply about Jane. This can be seen with the phrase "my love" that he wishes to tell her but he wasn't her lover or her father, but I'm sure he was a bit of both as a teacher figure in her life. "My" is also a form of ownership as he clings to her in a possessive manner and clings to her memory.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"> Finally, the speaker uses anaphora of "and" to describe her characteristics and compare them to nature. The speaker gives describes her beauty in detail as he is in awe of her. He uses personification of things in nature, such as branches, to juxtaposition her natural beauty with nature. This conveys that Jane's beauty is as natural and graceful and nature yet still in a different category entirely. He finds her to be his world, her beauty engulfed his spirit beguiled.</span><br />
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A more H.D.-like Helen (portrayed by Sienna Guillroy)</div>
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A more Poe-like Helen (portrayed by Diane Kruger)</div>
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All Greece hates </div>
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the still eyes in the white face, </div>
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the lustre as of olives </div>
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where she stands, </div>
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and the white hands. </div>
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All Greece reviles </div>
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the wan face when she smiles, </div>
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hating it deeper still </div>
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when it grows wan and white, </div>
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remembering past enchantments </div>
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and past ills. </div>
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Greece sees unmoved, </div>
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God’s daughter, born of love, </div>
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the beauty of cool feet </div>
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and slenderest knees, </div>
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could love indeed the maid, </div>
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only if she were laid, </div>
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white ash amid funereal cypresses.</div>
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To Helen</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Helen, thy beauty is to me<br />Like those Nicean barks of yore<br />That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,<br />The weary, way-worn wanderer bore<br />To his own native shore.<br /><br />On desperate seas long wont to roam,<br />Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,<br />Thy Naiad airs have brought me home<br />To the glory that was Greece,<br />And the grandeur that was Rome.<br /><br />Lo, in yon brilliant window-niche<br />How statue-like I see thee stand,<br />The agate lamp within thy hand,<br />Ah! Psyche, from the regions which<br />Are Holy Land! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Poe devices: simile, alliteration, imagery, ab ab poem meter</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"> Although H.D. and Edgar Allan Poe each wrote a poem with the same name of "Helen," their views couldn't be more divergent. Poe conveys Helen's beauty and delicacy through the use of alliteration and imagery. H.D. conveys the opposite view and downsizes Helen's beauty with the use of simile and imagery. The commonality between these two authors is that they use her beauty as a tool to persuade the readers to either revere her or abhor through the use of literary devices.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"> With a tone of revere and imagery, Poe portrays Helen like a goddess. Poe uses the simile and alliteration to show compare Helen beauty's to the emotions of a log that is traveling back to its homeland to be reunited. With the use of ab ab meter, he conveys a tone of respect because he is awe-struck by her beauty and she is his definition of beauty.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"> H.D. contrasts with a tone of abhorrence and imagery that paints the picture of a monster. H.D. uses paralellism in the first two stanzas and anaphora to convey his attitude toward Helen is that of hatred and bitterness towards her beauty. The image that H.D. paints the image of Helen being on a funeral cypres and insinuates that that will bring peace and happiness to Greece. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"> H.D. and Poe have different views about Helen's beauty but they are similar in that they use her beauty to convey their opinions. Poe uses alliteration and tone to convey her in a prestigious light. While H.D. uses tone, parallelism and imagery to convey Helen in a not very flattering light.</span><br />
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So the first two I used TPCASTT and the poems were "Hope" by Emily Dickinson and "Life" by Charlotte Bronte.<br />
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Alright I got the first two poems on my own and the last three from Sam Garrison. These last three poems are going to be the ones we analyze as a group tomorrow.</div>
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By Emily Dickinson</div>
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Hope is the thing with feathers </div>
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And sweetest in the gale is heard; </div>
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That kept so many warm.</div>
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I've heard it in the chillest land, </div>
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It asked a crumb of me.</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">LIFE, believe, is not a dream</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">But these are transient all;</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">Life's sunny hours flit by,</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">Enjoy them as they fly !</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">What though sorrow seems to win,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">O'er hope, a heavy sway ?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">Still buoyant are her golden wings,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">Still strong to bear us well.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">Manfully, fearlessly,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">The day of trial bear,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">For gloriously, victoriously,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;">Can courage quell despair !</span><br />
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God in His infinite wisdom<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-41372045266037242612013-04-21T10:08:00.002-07:002013-04-21T10:08:29.415-07:00Third period presentations answers to questions...Not finished, will update later tonight...<br />
<i>The Picture of Dorian Gray</i><br />
The only link present to this presentation were the multiple choice questions so that is all I did for this group...<br />
MC answers:<br />
1) D<br />
2) C<br />
3) C<br />
4) D<br />
5) A<br />
6) B<br />
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<i>The Five People You Meet in Heaven</i><br />
MC Answers<br />
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<i>Crime and Punishment</i><br />
Essay intro's and outlines<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-55664514233155742212013-04-21T08:36:00.000-07:002013-04-21T08:36:02.157-07:00Act V notesHoly guacamoly! There are a lot of scenes in this act! okay....<br />
Scene 1:<br />
Lady Macbeth is sleeping walking. Her gentlewoman, which I think is like a maid that follows her, notices this weird phenomenon and calls a doctor. They witness Lady Macbeth sleeping walking and she talks about guilt and having blood on her hands that she can't remove. So subconsciously she does feel guilty of all that she has incited.<br />
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Here you see some of Macbeth's men talking about their king before battle. They think he is a tyrant who deserves to die and has gone cray cray. They also mention that the initial battle will be fought at Birnam Woods, which from the prophecy will bring the end of Macbeth.<br />
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Servant tells Macbeth that the army is rapidly approaching and he is scared for his life! Macbeth asks the doctor for advice about curing his country. The doctor basically says there is no cure for the wicked. Only oneself can save themselves but there is virtually no cure for him and his wickedness.<br />
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Scene 4:<br />
This scene is basically an update on the battle. England's army, led by Malcolm and Macduff, have moved their forced and they are officially fighting at Birnam Wood.<br />
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Scene 5:<br />
Seyton tells Macbeth that his wife is dead. He doesn't really seem that phased by her passing. I get that marriages being arranged were the norm and people didn't marry for love back then, but still it felt like he could been a little more sad about the situation. I also understand that he has a battle to fight so a lot is on his mind but still, he could have shed a freaking tear.<br />
Messenger tells Macbeth that the Birnam Wood appears to be moving towards them.... Death is approaching!<br />
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Scene 6:<br />
Again, another battle update. Siward and Siward younger will lead the first battle and then Malcolm and Macduff will follow.<br />
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Scene 7:<br />
Macbeth fights and kills Siward younger. Macbeth exits.<br />
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Scene 8:<br />
Macbeth almost contemplats suicide. Then Macduff enters and they fights. Macduff wins and chops the head off of Macbeth. Siward hears about his son but is happy that he died a soldiers death. Macduff is pronounced king....<br />
The End.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-52363881686110393302013-04-21T08:01:00.001-07:002013-04-21T08:01:41.421-07:00Act 4 NotesScene 1:<br />
This scene brings back the witches. They show Macbeth some apparitions that give him advice. One apparitions warns him of Macduff. Another apparitions tells him to be brave and act without thought and remorse. Also, no man will vanquish him that arises from a woman. The Macbeth asks if Banquo's sons will reign. His question is answered with the appearance of Banquo's ghost followed by more apparitions that look like kings. Clearly these kings are Banquo's legacy and they will reign for a long time.<br />
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Macbeth is upset and a messenger tells him that Macduff is in England. Macbeth is trigger happy so he will murder all of Macduff's family and finally get to Macduff and finish him off. Here you see that Macbeth thinks the only solution to ending problems is to kill people.<br />
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Lady Macduff gets killed by some murderers. Her family is basically slaughtered.<br />
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Scene 3:<br />
Ross tells Macduff that his family is killed. He knows its his fault for their deaths. He will fight along with Malcolm (son of Duncan) for revenge, using the King of England's army.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-11780398996826957272013-04-21T07:28:00.001-07:002013-04-21T07:55:24.488-07:00Act 3 notesScene 1: Banquo just tells the king that he is going out for a ride. While he is alone he rejoices bc the prophecy is coming true and his sons will reign. Macbeth is sad that Banquo won't be present for the feast tonight. When he is alone, he laments the fact that his children won't reign, Banquo's children will. It is as if, he killed the king just to hand over the kingdom to Banquo's children.<br />
Macbeth meets with 2 murderers, and this is their second meeting. Macbeth really wants Banquo and especially the son, dead.The murderers agree to kill him tonight.<br />
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Macbeth basically tells his wife that he has been having nightmares and it will all end tonight because he is sick and tossing and turning.<br />
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Scene 3<br />
Banquo gets attacked by the murderers and he is killed. Fleance manages to escape.<br />
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Scene 4:<br />
The murderers tell Macbeth that Banquo was killed but Fleance escaped. He rises and makes a toss and when he tries to sit down, there is the ghost of Banquo in his seat. He gets a little crazy and talks to the ghost even though no one is there. The lords are worried for his health. Lady Macbeth questions his manhood, again. Banquo vanishes and then reappears again, clearly messing with Macbeth's sanity. All the lords leave and Macbeth goes to bed.<br />
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Scene 5:<br />
This scene brings us back to the witches. Hecate is their boss and clearly does not like that the witches acted alone without. She says it was pointless giving prophecies to such a baby and fool as Macbeth. So she wants to join in the fun and games to give Macbeth more illusions that will basically doom him.<br />
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Lennox is speaking and he is recanting the events. He doesn't believe that the servants killed Duncan, he believes Macbeth did because he lamented oh sooo much at the death of the king. Macduff missed the ceremoney of the inauguration of the king so the king is a little mad at him. He missed it because he was in England with King Edward forming an alliance to bring more food to the people of Scotland. Macbeth is outraged and sent a messenger to bring him home. Macduff refused and well....conflict!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-36038688589630991172013-04-15T16:55:00.000-07:002013-04-21T08:02:02.868-07:00ACT II notesScene 1<br />
In this act basically houses a soliloquy of Macbeth. He speaks of a danger before him and contemplates whether it is real, the situation is real, and can he really bring himself to finish the king.<br />
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Scene 2<br />
Macbeth is panicking! He has done the deed and killed Duncan but he is nervous about the blood on his hands and properly disposing of the knife and his clothes stained with blood. Lady Macbeth is agitated that her husbands is panicking like a little girl.<br />
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So this scene is the aftermath and the cries of despair. Everyone is upset. Macbeth sees Duncan's servants and kills them because he presumes they killed him, either directly or indirectly. Malcolm and Donalbain (Duncan's sons) leave without saying goodbye because they fear they are next to die. All exeunt.<br />
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Scene 4<br />
In this scene you see people looking back into the past and "seeing signs" that something wrong was going to happen. Old man and Ross are talking and Ross points out that Duncan's horses are usually calm but on that day they were wild. Obviously they are grieved and looking for signs and symbols where none existed.<br />
So now the people think the servants killed Duncan because his sons paid the servants to kill him. The servants can't defend Malcolm and Donalbain because they are dead. Macbeth is free from blame so far.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-46459307357144379822013-04-11T12:03:00.001-07:002013-04-11T12:03:20.224-07:00Reflection on Act 1 Scene 5-7Act 1, Scene 5:<br />
We enter scene five with Lady Macbeth reading a letter from her husband. We have an indirect characterization of Macbeth from her. He is a coward who doesn't really like to get his hands dirty. We have a direct characterization of her. She is in a word, a bitch. She hates cowardly people, therefore there is a small part of her that hates her husband. The only reason she is with Macbeth is because she sees that he can get high politically and she wants to bath in that glory.<br />
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Shortly, a messenger announces the arrival of the king, Duncan.<br />
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Macbeth arrives and talks to his wife. She is pleased of course because he was names the Thane of Cawdor, which is next in the line to be king. But she is not happy enough. "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;">O, never</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;">Shall sun that morrow see!" With this line he says that she wants Macbeth to kill Duncan. He says we will talk later because Duncan is arriving. </span><div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;">Duncan is in his chamber and the lovely couple discuss the matter of killing Duncan. Macbeth says "</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;">He hath honour'd me of late; and I have bought</span></div>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;">Golden opinions from all sorts of people..." What this means is, he just got a promotion and a bunch of people like me, why would I want to kill him tonight? But of course, Lady Macbeth is an itch and sh calls him a coward and questions his manhood. He starts folding in and says what if we fail? She says that we won't fail if we have courage and of course who would blame us nice folks, especially if we look devastated ("</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;">As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar<br />Upon his death?")</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;">? He starts thinking about it but the audience can pretty much insinuate that she managed to convince him. </span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-18959299425768968682013-03-13T22:09:00.001-07:002013-03-13T22:09:24.775-07:00Brave New World chapter 11-endChapter 11--<br />
Bernard should be called b@stard for stabbing the director in the back. Because he did this and he was the guardian of a Savage (ohhhhh), people revered him. The talks of someone accidently giving him alcohol in his embryo development were silent. Bernard's job is to look out for the Savage and basically take notes on his thoughts as if he were an experiment.<br />
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brags to Helmholtz about the attention he is getting from being the guardian of
the savage. He has gotten women whenever he has wanted to. Helmholtz does not
share the enthusiasm that Bernard shares for this feat so Bernard decides to
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Its weird but it seems as though Lenina is developing feelings for John. A few chapters ago she kind of liked Bernard and now she kind of likes John. My thoughts is that she has that child-like irk to like what she can't have. She liked Bernard because he was different and initially denied her, but eventually (with the help of soma) slept with her. Now John is the modest one who refuses to sleep with her because that is childish. <br />
Since Lenina was nice to Bernard before all the fame and she helped "discover" John, she gets to run errands with John when Bernard is busy. Today she took him to the feelies. Honestly the way Huxley described this scene was weird. The machine is designed to give you sensations and hear noises that are prevocative. During the process, you watch a movie called <i>Three Weeks in a Helicopter</i>. Basicaly, a dark man and a woman are together. He develops feelings for her and well she declines those feelings. He turns stalker and kidnaps her on a helicopter for three weeks. Three Alphas manage to rescue her and in gratitude she becomes their woman in a polygamy relationship. John doesn't like the film. Lenina hopes that this night they might sleep together but instead he steps into a different cab and says "Good night" with stern resolution that he is going home alone tonight.<br />
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Bernard sets up an extravagant party to host the savage and
show him off. Arch Community-Songster of Canterbury, a celebrity, is also
invited to the party. The only problem is, after the day with Lenina, John does
not want to see anyone and he refuses to leave his room. Bernard begs him to
come out because this is his opportunity to shine and really be respected in
the community. Everyone, including the songster, gets angry because they were
denied the show they came to see. Ridiculing Bernard commenced immediately,
with such snide comments as “I knew it the whole time that someone accidently
slipped alcohol in his embryo-state.” People left and Bernard’s fame as well as
his ego got reduced to below average.<br />
Bernard goes to Helmholtz to reconcile because of his bad behavior. Helmholtz is more than happy to reconcile.<br />
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Chapter 13--<br />
As mentioned in chapter 11 synopsis, Lenina is a bit down because she has obviously developed feelings for John who denies her. Henry invites her to a feely but she declines and it is obvious she is upset about something. Lenina asks her friend Fanny for aid. Fanny basically says to take charge. Lenina visits John and basically starts stripping. John yells at her and calls her a "strumpet" which is basically a sophisticated way of saying prostitute. He pushes her and yells to leave. She grabs some of her clothes and runs in the restroom to redress. While she is changing, John gets a call from the hospital. It seems as though Linda is very near to death.<br />
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Chapter 14--<br />
John flies to the hospital and weeps by his mother's bed. She momentarily wakes up and says "Pope' at the sight of her son. John is obviously mad because she is so "high" she can barely recognize him. She finally does and slowly drifts into a permanent sleep.<br />
Some kids (twins) enter the room to see her. John goes stark crazy and yells at them to leave. A nurse comes in and says the kids are being conditioned to accept death. She threatens to kick out John but John eventually leaves.<br />
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John makes more noise and the nurse has to return to give the kids soma so that the erratic savage does not interfere with conditioning. John is outraged that kids are taking drugs!! So he walks away and encounters some men handing out soma rations to workers. John grabs the drugs and "frees" everyone but dumping the drugs. People riot. Bernard and Helmholtz are called for assistance. Finally the police come and calm down the crowd with drugs. John, Helmholtz and Bernard are arrested.</div>
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Okay these two chapters are super important. I'm going to keep it short but I strongly recommend that if you choose not to read the book than at least read these two chapters. The three men are taken to Mond's office and await Mond to question him. Mond asks the savage a bunch of questions concerning his view of civilization. Much to Bernard's dismay, John is brutally honest by denouncing much of the ways of the brave new world. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-78283359616445241162013-03-09T07:53:00.001-08:002013-03-09T07:53:54.241-08:00Brave New World-- Chapters 9 & 10Chapter 9 begins with Lenina taking soma in order to wash away the "stress" of her day. She obviously is disgusted by all the people, their culture, and Linda. Her drugged up state allows Bernard to take a helicopter to Santa Fe' for a few hours in order to get the necessary papers to take John and Linda out of the reservation. Within minutes, he is able to call Mustafa Mond, who listens pensively and allows the proper papers to be sent.<br />
Meanwhile, John visits Bernard's hut and is frightened because the doors and locked and fears they have left. He looks through the window and relaxes once he sees Lenina's suitcase is still there. Like the little kid he is, he breaks the window and goes in. He opens the suitcase and looks through her stuff, smells he perfume like a PERV! He hears and noise and realizes Lenina is fast asleep in the other room. He hastily leaves when he hears the arrival of Bernard in the helicopter.<br />
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Chapter 10- Bernard strolls back into the factory because the Director has asked to see him. He publicly denounces Bernard for being a disgrace to Alphas and says he is going to move Bernard to Alaska where he can't bother anyone with his disgrace. The Director asks if Bernard has anything to say for himself. Bernard says yes and brings in Linda.<br />
She yells and for the director calling him "Tomakin!!" Everyone in the room is agasped by the mere sight of the woman. She then yells for John, proclaiming that he is the father of John. The director turns pale!! Dun dun dunnnnnnnn. Someone is in trouble and it's no longer Bernard.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-45657282205622499492013-03-06T18:21:00.001-08:002013-03-06T18:21:08.176-08:00MARCH LIT ANALYSISI haven't chosen a novel yet.... Will update this post when I haveAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-60827488274607884062013-03-06T18:20:00.001-08:002013-03-06T18:20:14.319-08:00Brave New World Chapter 8This chapter primarily deals with John. Bernard is asking him to recall his youngest memories.<br />
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<li>He would find his mom sleeping with other men.</li>
<li>women would attack her because she was sleeping with <i>their</i> men</li>
<li>she didn't understand and would cry because she was used to getting whomever she wanted when she wanted</li>
<li>everyone would ridicule John and Linda at celebrations or just in general</li>
<li>Linda tries to teach John to read but he has many questions, like any child would</li>
<li>He questions the other place, doesn't quite understand it yet. </li>
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Bernard asks John to come back with him but he agrees only if Linda could come to.<br />
Bernard agrees because he wants to use Linda and John like leverage against the director.<br />
Bernard does not want to get sent away so he is formulating some sort of plan to use them.<br />
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132-words able to elaborate feelings of John.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7966998034482125302.post-91329203567756740562013-03-05T19:54:00.001-08:002013-03-05T19:54:45.536-08:00We are in a Brave New World? Through Huxley's view1) "religion drives us toward communism"-- in a way this is both true and false. Many people in this day and age, especially youth, have become less diligent about attending mass. Individuals have become less singular on who they vote for. Individuals no longer vote all democratic or all republican because they can vote for a democratic president while also voting for a republican senator. I think people are just being more liberal in a sense that they are no longer confined to just a singular option. The people want equality because that is the foundation of our government and how everyone should treat each other. So I think communism is meant more as social equality than economic equality.<br />
2) "advances in technology require more regulations" -- Also Huxley insinuates that with each leap and bound through technological frontiers means people will buy product without even knowing how to use it or what the purpose is. For instance, iPods are relatively everyhwere but there are certain gadgets that the Ipod has the people don't know how to use. With new technology comes more responsiblity but people aren't really being responsible. If anything, technology has made it relatively easy for people to do illegal things, such as downloading music or hacking account and taking money. Yes, there should be more regulations but there aren't many so chaos will continue to ensue.<br />
3) Birth-control- This is definitely something that has risen in the past few decades. Over population means productivity slows down because there are too many and too few jobs. People in BNW sleep around, a lot, so they must have contraceptives because a natural birth is seen in our world as a birth out of wedlock or even worse than that depending on the culture. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06296848662493661969noreply@blogger.com0