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ENGLISH 1001
NAME(S): Cameron Schneider and Kathleen Cronin
– AN INTRODUCTION TO LITERARY GENRES
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Rick Najera – Captured by Feministas AND You Know How to Whistle, Don’t You?
1) What genre is each play? Explain why.
· Captured by Feministas =
Tragicomedy: It ends abruptly with no absolutes which means in this case we don’t know if he got shot, but it was hilarious.
· You Know How to Whistle, Don’t You? =
Melodrama: She is complaining about how guys treat her, and she is a slut.
2) How does his choice of diction affect your reading of the plays? Be specific in your response. Use examples as support.
He uses a lot of very common speech that can be understood by a variety of people. The words are descriptive so you know that the person who is talking is passionate about what they are saying.
3) What is the theme for each play? Provide reasons to support your answer.
~Captured by Feministas: Reformation
~You Know How to Whistle, Don’t You? Desperation and longing for attention.
4) Define the antagonist and protagonist in each play. Explain how you know.
Antagonist: Girls
Protagonist: Guy
Antagonist: Guy
Protagonist: Girl
5) What is your opinion of each play?
This guy is kind of an ass he does not even believe the things that he is saying and he is just trying to get away from the girls and not get shot. It is a funny play though and resembles guys actual thoughts. We really liked the play
She is degrading women. It was not a happy play and we really didn’t enjoy it very much.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Music
Is music Poetry?
The Way she moves: this song i think would be considered poetry becasue it has a lot of elements of fiction. it has rhyme, repetition of words, denotation when he is talking abotu her whipping the sleep from her eyes.
The Way She Moves"It's getting lateYour eyes are closed and mine are wide awake(But still)I can never go onI can never go on, like(Just like)I'm begging just to see your eyes againI can never go on(I can never go on)Should I even care that you didn't say anything?I tried to do my bestShould have given her better thingsLike rings and rosesNever do reply when I hint the messageI try to smell my best with a bottle of essenceGet to the point, style and romanceAnd I could never go onI could never go onThe way she moves away, ohI wanted her to stay a whileDon't go home away, ohThe way she moves away, ohI wanted her to stay a whileDon't go homeAway, oh, whoaShe's showing signs of motionAs she wipes the sleep awayI can get through thisI can get through this rideYou gotta give a littleBut it takes a lot to get over you'Cause it makes no sense to be permanentIf I can't feel, right, right, rightThe way she moves away, ohI wanted her to stay a whileDon't go home away, ohThe way she moves away, ohI wanted her to stay a whileDon't go homeAway, oh, whoaIt's a terrible thing to know what you wantAnd to know you can't have it at allAll I wanted was to let you know how I...It's a terrible thingIt's a terrible, it's a terrible thingA terrible, terrible thingThe way she moves away, ohI wanted her to stay a whileDon't go home away, ohThe way she moves away, ohI wanted her to stay a whileDon't go homeAwayThe way she movesThe way she movesThe way she movesThe way she movesThe way she moves
~Paparazzi: I Do not thin that this would be considered poetry, but i guess if thasts what she wasnted to call it then it would be considered poety. of course it had rythem because it is a song but that does not make it poetry.
~We are the crowdWe're coming outGot my flash on it's trueNeed that picture of youIt's so magicalWe'd be so fantastic, ohLeather and jeansGarage glamorousNot sure what it meansBut this photo of usIt don't have a priceReady for those flashing lights'Cause you know that baby I-I'm your biggest fanI'll follow you until you love mePapa-PaparazziBaby there's no other superstarYou know that I'll be your-Papa-PaparazziPromise I'll be kindBut I won't stop until that boy is mineBaby you'll be famousChase you down until you love mePapa-PaparazziI'll be your girl backstage at your showVelvet ropes and guitarsYeah cause you know I'm starting between the setsEyeliner and cigarettesShadow is burnt, yellow dance and returnMy lashes are dry - purple teardrops I cryIt don't have a priceLoving you is Cherry Pie'Cause you know that baby II'm your biggest fanI'll follow you until you love mePapa-PaparazziBaby there's no other superstarYou know that I'll be yourPapa-PaparazziPromise I'll be kindBut I won't stop until that boy is mineBaby you'll be famousChase you down until you love mePapa-paparazziReal good, We're dancing in the studioSnap-snap, to that shit on the radioDon't stop, for anyoneWe're plastic but we still have funI'm your biggest fanI'll follow you until you love mePapa-PaparazziBaby there's no other superstarYou know that I'll be yourPapa-PaparazziPromise I'll be kindBut I won't stop until that boy is mineBaby you'll be famousChase you down until you love mePapa-paparazzi
I think that these songs are very different, " the way she moves tells a stoy its about something in his life that ment something. paparazzi has no point and she is just saying it to say something.
Rap Music:
Yes rap music a poetic expession. Rap has a lot of emotion in the songs, or it tells a story about that persons life and they just chose to put it to music insted of just saying it.
Thematic critic: i think that i am a theamatic critic becasue i know that words can mean anything and that often the real meaning is hidden. i wish that i knew what every song really ment to that person because it means something different to everyone.
Hip Hop
"Throwing out the wicked like God did the devil,/ funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me,/we're in like that, you're dead like Presley." - Q-Tip on “Steve Biko”, Midnight Marauders (Conotation, Personification)
"Like Slick Rick the Ruler I'm cooler than a ice brick,/ got soul like those afro picks, with the black fist, and leave a crowd dripping like John the Baptist," - Black Thought on “Mellow My Man”, Do You Want More?!??!!! (Consonance, Personification, Alliteration, Simile)
“See, I drop the greats like clumsy waiters drop plates." - Mr. Man on “Fortified Live”, Fortified Live (Denotation, Consonance, simile)
"RRRRROAW RRRROAW like a dungeon dragon,/ change your little drawers because your pants are saggin'." - Busta Rhymes on “Scenario”, Low End Theory (Conconance, Imagery, denotation, Simile)
“I treat this like my thesis/ well-written conflict broken down in to pieces. I introduce and produce words so confused.” – Lauryn Hill on “Final Hour”, Miseducation of Lauryn Hill ( Consonance, Personification)
The Way she moves: this song i think would be considered poetry becasue it has a lot of elements of fiction. it has rhyme, repetition of words, denotation when he is talking abotu her whipping the sleep from her eyes.
The Way She Moves"It's getting lateYour eyes are closed and mine are wide awake(But still)I can never go onI can never go on, like(Just like)I'm begging just to see your eyes againI can never go on(I can never go on)Should I even care that you didn't say anything?I tried to do my bestShould have given her better thingsLike rings and rosesNever do reply when I hint the messageI try to smell my best with a bottle of essenceGet to the point, style and romanceAnd I could never go onI could never go onThe way she moves away, ohI wanted her to stay a whileDon't go home away, ohThe way she moves away, ohI wanted her to stay a whileDon't go homeAway, oh, whoaShe's showing signs of motionAs she wipes the sleep awayI can get through thisI can get through this rideYou gotta give a littleBut it takes a lot to get over you'Cause it makes no sense to be permanentIf I can't feel, right, right, rightThe way she moves away, ohI wanted her to stay a whileDon't go home away, ohThe way she moves away, ohI wanted her to stay a whileDon't go homeAway, oh, whoaIt's a terrible thing to know what you wantAnd to know you can't have it at allAll I wanted was to let you know how I...It's a terrible thingIt's a terrible, it's a terrible thingA terrible, terrible thingThe way she moves away, ohI wanted her to stay a whileDon't go home away, ohThe way she moves away, ohI wanted her to stay a whileDon't go homeAwayThe way she movesThe way she movesThe way she movesThe way she movesThe way she moves
~Paparazzi: I Do not thin that this would be considered poetry, but i guess if thasts what she wasnted to call it then it would be considered poety. of course it had rythem because it is a song but that does not make it poetry.
~We are the crowdWe're coming outGot my flash on it's trueNeed that picture of youIt's so magicalWe'd be so fantastic, ohLeather and jeansGarage glamorousNot sure what it meansBut this photo of usIt don't have a priceReady for those flashing lights'Cause you know that baby I-I'm your biggest fanI'll follow you until you love mePapa-PaparazziBaby there's no other superstarYou know that I'll be your-Papa-PaparazziPromise I'll be kindBut I won't stop until that boy is mineBaby you'll be famousChase you down until you love mePapa-PaparazziI'll be your girl backstage at your showVelvet ropes and guitarsYeah cause you know I'm starting between the setsEyeliner and cigarettesShadow is burnt, yellow dance and returnMy lashes are dry - purple teardrops I cryIt don't have a priceLoving you is Cherry Pie'Cause you know that baby II'm your biggest fanI'll follow you until you love mePapa-PaparazziBaby there's no other superstarYou know that I'll be yourPapa-PaparazziPromise I'll be kindBut I won't stop until that boy is mineBaby you'll be famousChase you down until you love mePapa-paparazziReal good, We're dancing in the studioSnap-snap, to that shit on the radioDon't stop, for anyoneWe're plastic but we still have funI'm your biggest fanI'll follow you until you love mePapa-PaparazziBaby there's no other superstarYou know that I'll be yourPapa-PaparazziPromise I'll be kindBut I won't stop until that boy is mineBaby you'll be famousChase you down until you love mePapa-paparazzi
I think that these songs are very different, " the way she moves tells a stoy its about something in his life that ment something. paparazzi has no point and she is just saying it to say something.
Rap Music:
Yes rap music a poetic expession. Rap has a lot of emotion in the songs, or it tells a story about that persons life and they just chose to put it to music insted of just saying it.
Thematic critic: i think that i am a theamatic critic becasue i know that words can mean anything and that often the real meaning is hidden. i wish that i knew what every song really ment to that person because it means something different to everyone.
Hip Hop
"Throwing out the wicked like God did the devil,/ funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me,/we're in like that, you're dead like Presley." - Q-Tip on “Steve Biko”, Midnight Marauders (Conotation, Personification)
"Like Slick Rick the Ruler I'm cooler than a ice brick,/ got soul like those afro picks, with the black fist, and leave a crowd dripping like John the Baptist," - Black Thought on “Mellow My Man”, Do You Want More?!??!!! (Consonance, Personification, Alliteration, Simile)
“See, I drop the greats like clumsy waiters drop plates." - Mr. Man on “Fortified Live”, Fortified Live (Denotation, Consonance, simile)
"RRRRROAW RRRROAW like a dungeon dragon,/ change your little drawers because your pants are saggin'." - Busta Rhymes on “Scenario”, Low End Theory (Conconance, Imagery, denotation, Simile)
“I treat this like my thesis/ well-written conflict broken down in to pieces. I introduce and produce words so confused.” – Lauryn Hill on “Final Hour”, Miseducation of Lauryn Hill ( Consonance, Personification)
Monday, October 5, 2009
"Do not go gentle into that good night"
1. it made me think about death and how some people look at it in a terrible way and are scared of it.
2. this shows that someone is dead or is dying and they have a very sad look on there face but the man has a look of security and is ok.
"I felt a funeral in my brain"
1. this was a sad poem, it just made me think about how sad a funeral is.
2. this shows people very sad about the death of someone.
"We real cool"
1. I feel sorry for these kids.
2. this image shows that these kids are having fun now, but they will soon regret their decision.
Poems
1. Poetry is someones emotions combined with their thoughts written down in a certain format.
2.I think that they way that the poem is expressed determines if it is a poem or not.
3. Robert Frost: He was born in San Francisco on March 26, 1874. From there he moved to New England where he was enrolled at Dartmouth and then Harvard, never earning a degree from either. Frost's first professional poem, "My Butterfly," was published on November 8, 1894, in the New York newspaper The Independent. he married Elinor Miriam who was an incredible influence for his poetry. the coupled moved to England in 1912 and later returned in 1915 after publishing two full length collections, a boys will and north of Boston.
~A Lone Striker:
The swinging mill bell changed its rateTo tolling like the count of fate,And though at that the tardy ran,One failed to make the closing gate.There was a law of God or manThat on the one who came too lateThe gate for half an hour be locked,His time be lost, his pittance docked.He stood rebuked and unemployed.The straining mill began to shake.The mill, though many-many-eyed,Had eyes inscrutably opaque;So that he couldn’t look insideTo see if some forlorn machineWas standing idle for his sake.(He couldn’t hope its heart would break.)
And yet he thought he saw the scene:The air was full of dust of wool.A thousand yarns were under pull,But pull so slow, with such a twist,All day from spool to lesser spool,It seldom overtaxed their strength;They safely grew in slender length.And if one broke by any chance,The spinner saw it at a glance.The spinner still was there to spin.That’s where the human still came in.Her deft hand showed with finger ringsAmong the harplike spread of strings.She caught the pieces end to endAnd, with a touch that never missed,Not so much tied as made them blend.Man’s ingenuity was good.He saw it plainly where he stood,Yet found it easy to resist.
He knew another place, a wood,And in it, tall as trees, were cliffs;And if he stood on one of these,‘Twould be among the tops of trees,Their upper branches round him wreathing,Their breathing mingled with his breathing.If---if he stood! Enough of ifs!He knew a path that wanted walking;He knew a spring that wanted drinking;A thought that wanted further thinking;A love that wanted re-renewing.Nor was this just a way of talkingTo save him the expense of doing.With him it boded action, deed.
The factory was very fine;He wished it all the modern speed.Yet, after all, ‘twas not divine,That is to say, ‘twas not a church.He never would assume that he’dBe any institution’s need.But he said then and still would say,If there should ever come a dayWhen industry seemed like to die Because he left it in the lurch,Or even merely seemed to pineFor want of his approval, why,Come get him---they knew where to search.
~Farewell
Farewell to the bushy clump close to the river
And the flags where the butter-bump hides in forever;
Farewell to the weedy nook, hemmed in by waters;
farewell to the miller’s brook and his three bony daughters;
Farewell to them all while in prison I lie—
In the prison a thrall sees naught but the sky.
Shut out are the green fields and birds in the bushes;
In the prison yard nothing builds, blackbirds or thrushes.
Farewell to the old mill and dash of the waters,
To the miller and, dearer still, to his three bonny daughters.
In the nook, the larger burdock grows near the green willow;
In the flood, round the moor-cock dashes under the billow;
To the old mill farewell, to the lock, pens, and waters,
To the miller himsel’, and his Three Bonny Daughters
Edgar Allan Poe was born in Boston, Massachusetts, on January 19, 1809. his mother and father died before he was three years old and he was raised by John and Frances Allan. in 1827 he enlisted in the army and wrote his first collection of poems,Tamerlane, and Other Poems. After selling his poems and short stories he became the editor of Southern Literary Messenger in 1835. he moved to richmond with his aunt and his cousin. he wrote many works from then till he died in 1849.
~A Dream
In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed—But a waking dream of life and lightHath left me broken-hearted. Ah! what is not a dream by day To him whose eyes are castOn things around him with a ray Turned back upon the past? That holy dream—that holy dream,While all the world were chiding, Hath cheered me as a lovely beam,A lonely spirit guiding. What though that light, thro' storm and night, So trembled from afar—What could there be more purely bright
~Eulaie
I dwelt aloneIn a world of moan,And my soul was a stagnant tide,Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride—Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride. Ah, less—less brightThe stars of the nightThan the eyes of the radiant girl!And never a flakeThat the vapor can makeWith the moon-tints of purple and pearl,Can vie with the modest Eulalie's most unregarded curl—Can compare with the bright-eyed Eulalie's most humble and careless curl. Now Doubt—now Pain Come never again,For her soul gives me sigh for sigh,And all day longShines, bright and strong,Astarté within the sky,While ever to her dear Eulalie upturns her matron eye—While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet eye.
All four of these peoms show my meaning of peoty by shoing emotion. They show a lot of emotion and what that peorson is thinking and feeling to a situation. it doesnt matter if they did not actually livwe through that situation they show how they would react to that situation.
2.I think that they way that the poem is expressed determines if it is a poem or not.
3. Robert Frost: He was born in San Francisco on March 26, 1874. From there he moved to New England where he was enrolled at Dartmouth and then Harvard, never earning a degree from either. Frost's first professional poem, "My Butterfly," was published on November 8, 1894, in the New York newspaper The Independent. he married Elinor Miriam who was an incredible influence for his poetry. the coupled moved to England in 1912 and later returned in 1915 after publishing two full length collections, a boys will and north of Boston.
~A Lone Striker:
The swinging mill bell changed its rateTo tolling like the count of fate,And though at that the tardy ran,One failed to make the closing gate.There was a law of God or manThat on the one who came too lateThe gate for half an hour be locked,His time be lost, his pittance docked.He stood rebuked and unemployed.The straining mill began to shake.The mill, though many-many-eyed,Had eyes inscrutably opaque;So that he couldn’t look insideTo see if some forlorn machineWas standing idle for his sake.(He couldn’t hope its heart would break.)
And yet he thought he saw the scene:The air was full of dust of wool.A thousand yarns were under pull,But pull so slow, with such a twist,All day from spool to lesser spool,It seldom overtaxed their strength;They safely grew in slender length.And if one broke by any chance,The spinner saw it at a glance.The spinner still was there to spin.That’s where the human still came in.Her deft hand showed with finger ringsAmong the harplike spread of strings.She caught the pieces end to endAnd, with a touch that never missed,Not so much tied as made them blend.Man’s ingenuity was good.He saw it plainly where he stood,Yet found it easy to resist.
He knew another place, a wood,And in it, tall as trees, were cliffs;And if he stood on one of these,‘Twould be among the tops of trees,Their upper branches round him wreathing,Their breathing mingled with his breathing.If---if he stood! Enough of ifs!He knew a path that wanted walking;He knew a spring that wanted drinking;A thought that wanted further thinking;A love that wanted re-renewing.Nor was this just a way of talkingTo save him the expense of doing.With him it boded action, deed.
The factory was very fine;He wished it all the modern speed.Yet, after all, ‘twas not divine,That is to say, ‘twas not a church.He never would assume that he’dBe any institution’s need.But he said then and still would say,If there should ever come a dayWhen industry seemed like to die Because he left it in the lurch,Or even merely seemed to pineFor want of his approval, why,Come get him---they knew where to search.
~Farewell
Farewell to the bushy clump close to the river
And the flags where the butter-bump hides in forever;
Farewell to the weedy nook, hemmed in by waters;
farewell to the miller’s brook and his three bony daughters;
Farewell to them all while in prison I lie—
In the prison a thrall sees naught but the sky.
Shut out are the green fields and birds in the bushes;
In the prison yard nothing builds, blackbirds or thrushes.
Farewell to the old mill and dash of the waters,
To the miller and, dearer still, to his three bonny daughters.
In the nook, the larger burdock grows near the green willow;
In the flood, round the moor-cock dashes under the billow;
To the old mill farewell, to the lock, pens, and waters,
To the miller himsel’, and his Three Bonny Daughters
Edgar Allan Poe was born in Boston, Massachusetts, on January 19, 1809. his mother and father died before he was three years old and he was raised by John and Frances Allan. in 1827 he enlisted in the army and wrote his first collection of poems,Tamerlane, and Other Poems. After selling his poems and short stories he became the editor of Southern Literary Messenger in 1835. he moved to richmond with his aunt and his cousin. he wrote many works from then till he died in 1849.
~A Dream
In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed—But a waking dream of life and lightHath left me broken-hearted. Ah! what is not a dream by day To him whose eyes are castOn things around him with a ray Turned back upon the past? That holy dream—that holy dream,While all the world were chiding, Hath cheered me as a lovely beam,A lonely spirit guiding. What though that light, thro' storm and night, So trembled from afar—What could there be more purely bright
~Eulaie
I dwelt aloneIn a world of moan,And my soul was a stagnant tide,Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride—Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride. Ah, less—less brightThe stars of the nightThan the eyes of the radiant girl!And never a flakeThat the vapor can makeWith the moon-tints of purple and pearl,Can vie with the modest Eulalie's most unregarded curl—Can compare with the bright-eyed Eulalie's most humble and careless curl. Now Doubt—now Pain Come never again,For her soul gives me sigh for sigh,And all day longShines, bright and strong,Astarté within the sky,While ever to her dear Eulalie upturns her matron eye—While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet eye.
All four of these peoms show my meaning of peoty by shoing emotion. They show a lot of emotion and what that peorson is thinking and feeling to a situation. it doesnt matter if they did not actually livwe through that situation they show how they would react to that situation.
Monday, September 28, 2009
A clean well lighted place
1. The setting of the story is in a clean well lighted cafe, the time is not really stated well. the idea of a well lighted place in this story is that the old man just wanted to be with people and in the light, hes lonely and sad and the light probably conforts him and being around people makes him feel less lonely.
2. the characters are nameless because it is not important in the story to know names. it explains about an older waiter and the young waiter and that shows us more about them then if we knew their names.
3. the connection between the older waiter and the old man is they both don't have any confidence they are both not young anymore and they like to stay at places at night so they don't have to be alone and in the dark.
4. Exposition: they are in a cafe, there is two waiters left working and an old man that doesn't want to leave, the younger waiter wants to go home but cant until the old man leaves.
Rising action: the waiters talking about the old man and judging him when they do not know the whole story.
Climax: when the old man finally leaves.
Falling action: the two waiters having the conversation as they are closing up
Resolution: the older waiter realizing why the old man wants to be there and noticing how alike they are.
5. The theme of the story is don't hurry through life take it slower and appreciate things because some people have it worse then you.
6. Ernest Hemingway: he seemed a little lost in the beginning of his life not knowing what he wanted to do he changed activities and jobs more then once. he got married 4 times which some people think is because he fell out of love easy. he was very difficult to live with which probably contributed to his marriage problems. he was a drunk and needed someone to watch him everyday because of his issues. you can see the resemblance between the old man and him because both loved to get drunk and needed constant care.
2. the characters are nameless because it is not important in the story to know names. it explains about an older waiter and the young waiter and that shows us more about them then if we knew their names.
3. the connection between the older waiter and the old man is they both don't have any confidence they are both not young anymore and they like to stay at places at night so they don't have to be alone and in the dark.
4. Exposition: they are in a cafe, there is two waiters left working and an old man that doesn't want to leave, the younger waiter wants to go home but cant until the old man leaves.
Rising action: the waiters talking about the old man and judging him when they do not know the whole story.
Climax: when the old man finally leaves.
Falling action: the two waiters having the conversation as they are closing up
Resolution: the older waiter realizing why the old man wants to be there and noticing how alike they are.
5. The theme of the story is don't hurry through life take it slower and appreciate things because some people have it worse then you.
6. Ernest Hemingway: he seemed a little lost in the beginning of his life not knowing what he wanted to do he changed activities and jobs more then once. he got married 4 times which some people think is because he fell out of love easy. he was very difficult to live with which probably contributed to his marriage problems. he was a drunk and needed someone to watch him everyday because of his issues. you can see the resemblance between the old man and him because both loved to get drunk and needed constant care.
Monday, September 21, 2009
everyday use
Everyday use
1. The term "everyday use" could mean something about the quilts or the churn top or dasher. dee's mom uses them for normal things and for the things that they are meant for but dee just wants them to be set out to look at.
2. Dee thinks of heritage as just things that happened but doesn't really mean anything, its over and done with and now the stuff from back then is worth more. Maggie and mama think of it as so much more then that. they want to keep using the stuff and not just look at it. Alice wants us to side with Maggie and mama.
3. the setting is at a farm that has everything from cows to pigs getting slaughtered. this affects the characters by making Dee come off as spoiled and rich when now mama and Maggie come across as living not as well off.
4. its ironic that her name was changed because it is a name that is similar to her new husbands and changed it probably to make him happy, or make her sound more sophisticated.
5. the significance of those items are that they are the things that were made by their family members that have passed. there very old and have meaning to them.
6. The story would have changed because we would have gotten a different point of view and that could have changed our opinion of the characters and could have made us changed which character we sided with.
7. in the final scenes the narrator changes because before she was in shock by her daughter coming home and how much she had changed that she really couldn't state her opinion of her and would have let her do anything, but by the end she realized what was going on and that her daughter was being greedy with the items and didn't let Dee walk all over her.
1. The term "everyday use" could mean something about the quilts or the churn top or dasher. dee's mom uses them for normal things and for the things that they are meant for but dee just wants them to be set out to look at.
2. Dee thinks of heritage as just things that happened but doesn't really mean anything, its over and done with and now the stuff from back then is worth more. Maggie and mama think of it as so much more then that. they want to keep using the stuff and not just look at it. Alice wants us to side with Maggie and mama.
3. the setting is at a farm that has everything from cows to pigs getting slaughtered. this affects the characters by making Dee come off as spoiled and rich when now mama and Maggie come across as living not as well off.
4. its ironic that her name was changed because it is a name that is similar to her new husbands and changed it probably to make him happy, or make her sound more sophisticated.
5. the significance of those items are that they are the things that were made by their family members that have passed. there very old and have meaning to them.
6. The story would have changed because we would have gotten a different point of view and that could have changed our opinion of the characters and could have made us changed which character we sided with.
7. in the final scenes the narrator changes because before she was in shock by her daughter coming home and how much she had changed that she really couldn't state her opinion of her and would have let her do anything, but by the end she realized what was going on and that her daughter was being greedy with the items and didn't let Dee walk all over her.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Sonnys Blues
1. The reason that Harlem was so vulnerable to drugs in the 1950's was because around that time blacks did not have many rights and therefore didn't have many jobs besides for being musicians and entertainers. This led to lack of money coming into the community. The lack of money forced people find other means of getting it and because everyone was being told not to do drugs there was a higher demand for it. The blacks in the community started selling heroin and because they were around it so much they started doing drugs.
(http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20070726080849AA9nAW4)
This affects Sonny's character in the way of making him an easy target to start drugs. He did’t not finish school, he didn't want to do anything besides music so he didn't have another job or a way of getting money. This creates conflict by getting sonny into drugs and then getting him into trouble.
2. during the war they got little to no respect from white men. they still got discriminated against and had no rights. officers often didn't talk to them or tell them what to do, they had to do it without instruction. They still got beat up and had violent attacks on them.
http://www.ask.com/bar?q=african+american+men+in+the+military+pre+civil+rights&page=1&qsrc=2417&ab=4&u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.redstone.army.mil%2Fhistory%2Fintegrate%2FCHRON3.html
Its ironic that sonny wants to join because it doesn't make sense that he would choose to go into this situation when he had a place to live and people who love him. at least not to our knowledge was getting beat up or had issues around where he lived. his brother specifically told him not to do that and that he should finish school and get a real job.
3. Solitude
In my solitudeYou haunt meWith dreadful easeOf days gone byIn my solitudeYou taunt meWith memoriesThat never dieI sit in my chairAnd filled with despairThere's no one could be so sadWith gloom everywhereI sit and I stareI know that I'll soon go madIn my solitudeI'm afraidDear Lord aboveSend back my loveI sit in my chairAnd filled with despairThere's no one could be so sadWith gloom everywhereI sit and I stareI know that I'll soon go madIn my solitudeI'm afraidDear Lord aboveSend me back my love
http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/billie-holiday-lyrics/solitude-lyrics.html
I think that this explains him really well becasue he remembers the drugs he did and he remembers the things that happened. his parents dying and his mom being sad for a while and talking about the lord and how he wants to hear it. his brother him always says that he has theblues which could mean he is sad.
4. Bebop is a type of jazz music that started in the 1940's with a smaller number of players then in other bands, which means that it is more focused on the individuals as well as the band as a whole. alot of the songs had different lyrics then some songs which made it difficult for people to dance to and is more aimed at listening to.
http://www.hypermusic.ca/jazz/bop.html
The music represents everything that sonny went throiugh he can express his feeling through the music even with just the instruments and not lyrics. It reminds him of what his dad listened to. the music doesnt mean as much to sonnys brother besides for the music that sonny enjoys and plays and that is the only reason that he listens to it.
(http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20070726080849AA9nAW4)
This affects Sonny's character in the way of making him an easy target to start drugs. He did’t not finish school, he didn't want to do anything besides music so he didn't have another job or a way of getting money. This creates conflict by getting sonny into drugs and then getting him into trouble.
2. during the war they got little to no respect from white men. they still got discriminated against and had no rights. officers often didn't talk to them or tell them what to do, they had to do it without instruction. They still got beat up and had violent attacks on them.
http://www.ask.com/bar?q=african+american+men+in+the+military+pre+civil+rights&page=1&qsrc=2417&ab=4&u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.redstone.army.mil%2Fhistory%2Fintegrate%2FCHRON3.html
Its ironic that sonny wants to join because it doesn't make sense that he would choose to go into this situation when he had a place to live and people who love him. at least not to our knowledge was getting beat up or had issues around where he lived. his brother specifically told him not to do that and that he should finish school and get a real job.
3. Solitude
In my solitudeYou haunt meWith dreadful easeOf days gone byIn my solitudeYou taunt meWith memoriesThat never dieI sit in my chairAnd filled with despairThere's no one could be so sadWith gloom everywhereI sit and I stareI know that I'll soon go madIn my solitudeI'm afraidDear Lord aboveSend back my loveI sit in my chairAnd filled with despairThere's no one could be so sadWith gloom everywhereI sit and I stareI know that I'll soon go madIn my solitudeI'm afraidDear Lord aboveSend me back my love
http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/billie-holiday-lyrics/solitude-lyrics.html
I think that this explains him really well becasue he remembers the drugs he did and he remembers the things that happened. his parents dying and his mom being sad for a while and talking about the lord and how he wants to hear it. his brother him always says that he has theblues which could mean he is sad.
4. Bebop is a type of jazz music that started in the 1940's with a smaller number of players then in other bands, which means that it is more focused on the individuals as well as the band as a whole. alot of the songs had different lyrics then some songs which made it difficult for people to dance to and is more aimed at listening to.
http://www.hypermusic.ca/jazz/bop.html
The music represents everything that sonny went throiugh he can express his feeling through the music even with just the instruments and not lyrics. It reminds him of what his dad listened to. the music doesnt mean as much to sonnys brother besides for the music that sonny enjoys and plays and that is the only reason that he listens to it.
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