Wednesday, June 15, 2011

I guess this is farewell :(

Hi everybody, I doubt that anyone checks this blog anymore, but I looked up at my favorites tab, and saw the blog's icon. I just want to say that I will miss you all this summer so much and also I would like to thank you for such an amazing year! You guys are the funniest english class I've ever had. Also, I would like to thank Mrs. Reilly, for making me fall in love with english class once again and I really hope to be your student in the VERY near future. So everybody have a good summer! And i'll see you in PREMIERE!! <3

Sunday, January 23, 2011

"Jim, this is nice"

There are certain characters in literature we cherish, and certain relationships too.  I will always remember, for example, my first encounter with Atticus Finch in To Kill a Mockingbird.  Equally as grand to me is the character of Jim.  Nothing compares to the passages between Huck and Jim, in the few quiet moments they enjoy together, far away from the "sivilized" world.


Gasp!

Hi everybody!
I was NOT expecting what happened in chapter 31! I was reading and it was like an intense movie. I want to go into detail about it but maybe some people haven't read it yet so I wont give away the story :P Sorry guys haha
But as soon as we talk about it in class I might post something...

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Crazy idea!!!

so today we were talking about wearing a mask and how lonely it is... and while my mind was just wandering off i thought of something really crazy!
We know that there is a book that comes before Huckleberry Finn and its about Tom Sawyer.
What if Mark Twain thought of the two characters to be the same person but with different personalities and "wearing a mask". A type of schizophrenia or something... i know its pretty far fetched but it could be possible...

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Mark Twain exibit

hey you guys,
ok so it's not for sure yet but magui and i were planning to go to the exibit this saturday so i was wandering who else wanted to come with us so that we can meet up and go together and make it fun (not that the exibit itself won't be fun).
so yeah it was just to say that and i guess just answer on the blog and we can maybe all get lunch together before or something like that

ok well see you guys tomorow then!

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

So much depends upon....

The Red Wheelbarrow
 
by William Carlos Williams

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Stories...

Dear learning- community, 
So as we break for Thanksgiving, I find myself thrilled to see that you are discovering the power of stories, and that you go home thinking about them. Rose and Chloe's posts gave me chills. We love movies because they can tell beautiful stories with image and sound, but the stories we discover in the pages of a book or that are meant for us to pull up a bench in the mead hall to listen call to us in a different way.  A great story is the one that invites you to hear and to see with your mind.  You are immersed, and you can see it so clearly--the glorious, bejeweled mead hall with the warmth of the fire and the brotherhood of noble men.  The shaper invites you to be one of them and to imagine the evil that lurks, the monster, the one that preys on them all, night after night when the stories are done.  Is he a real monster or is he any evil that can undermine this brotherhood?  How strong is the brotherhood?  If the questions are too clearly answered, the mystery disappears and the story becomes something else.  As it is, you are invited to give it shape once it leaves the shaper's mouth and enters into your world, to have it speak to your own sense of community and what monsters can make things fall apart...These stories are universal, as you can see, so they are wonderful to read together.  At the same time, they are so distinctive, each and every one.  I find the sad beauty of this one particularly compelling--the ring-giver on his whorl-prowed ship sailing out for the last time onto the whale-road, this place of great mystery, loneliness and unknown.  A community both so strong, so beloved and so fragile...and a story that almost did not make it into our hands.
Hwaet!  We heed the call!
Have a great Thanksgiving!
yours,
knowledge-sharer

Monday, November 22, 2010

Beowulf on my mind...

Hi!
I was in the subway going to rehearse today and all I thought about was Beowulf! I kept imagining a story-teller in the mead-hall reciting the prologue from the book and it seemed really interesting to me. Then I pictured this modern day comedian tell the Seamus Version. And, of course, whenever I don't find something normal, my face does not hide it well. So I find myself on the train with people staring at me with my weird expressions and I was quite embarrassed... :P To cover my humiliation I whipped out my Beowulf and read the prologue again, switching the narrators in my head. And either way I figured that the book's prologue is so much more interesting, to me, because of it's authenticity.
So that's it, that's what marked me in English today...