Gatsby Socratic Seminar:
In all honesty, Socratic seminars and CCCRs, and such just really make me nervous. So overall reflecting on my performance of the Gatsby Seminar, I think I made some good points; however no where close to where I want to be in Socratic Seminars. I really have good things to say, but I just freeze, I feel weird hopping in, I feel weird starting conversations, I just feel weird. A point I really wanted to talk about that people only briefly touched on was Fitzgerald's use of colors. The whole novel I pictured these colors, I associated them with each character, I just found them really symbolic. Daisy in particular. She is represented with white, to display luxury or innocence. Gatsby is represented with gold. I find it super creative of Fitzgerald because a Daisy on the outside is white, on the inside is gold. Maybe Daisy's heart really wanted Gatsby. Anyway, when thinking about my seminar I need to take initiative and get out of my comfort zone, I know I have good things to say, I just don't say them. I really want to improve in my participation, as well as my shyness. I need to come out of my shell a little more and share my ideas and thoughts with the class. I think my best option is to start off the seminar, make the opening remark. Once I get it going, I think Ill be more comfortable for sure!
Thursday, December 10, 2015
Blog Post #17 Poetry Response
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The Coming Of Wisdom With Time by William Butler Yeats
First, I always make a point to look at the structure of the poem. At first glance I see uncapitalized sentence to start, and only four lines. I believe that poets do everything in their work with purpose. The purpose of this uncapitalized sentence to start can be answered by the title of the poem. As he matures, he becomes more wise, “The Coming Of Wisdom With Time”. Maybe this wisdom is shown by transitioning from uncapitalized to capitalized. The overall meaning of the poem to me is growing up as an individual, becoming wise. Yeats focuses and truth telling, that's what he believes growing up is; telling the truth, stopping the lies. His first line, “through leaves are many, the root is one;” to me, I believe Yeats is talking about all the different points of views people can have. If something were to travel through leaves, it could hit others and switch direction, but traveling through a root is easy. There is only one way. The leaves represent lies, and the root represents truth. He then goes on to say, “Through all the lying days of my youth I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;”, interpreting this I believe Yeats is trying to create this image in our heads of a carefree child. Lying didn't affect him, he swayed in the sun. But now, with time, “Now I may wither into the truth” you can’t hide from lies, or you will slowly wither. I believe Yeats is writing this from experience. Of course the use of “I” shows that, but he seems to be passionate enough to create a poem to share a story, or in this case a lesson. Now that he has grown up, he knows he must change his ways. He relies this lesson onto his audience, maybe to open the eyes of the old, or to teach the young early.
Blog Post #10: Reflection
A little side story to begin this reflection: I remember around the first week of school Mr. Allen had a whole little speech before he passed back in class essay numero uno. He said that the class was very diverse in scores. Lots fell into the 5,6 range. Couple fell into the 3,4 range, and he said only one person received a 7. When he said only one person recieved a 7 everyone starting turning heads and such, of course my head turned to Jade and Shelbi's side of the room. But when he passed my essay back, there it was, a 7. And wow to be honest, I was not expecting that. My tummy felt some butterflies and I stood up a little straighter than before.
So, when the rounds of I.C.E #2 were being passed out, I was eager. And when I saw my paper in front of me the first thing I said was, "dangit." I wanted so badly to improve and my paper had a 6 at the top. Of course along with Mr. Allen's famous smiley faces, we all love those!
Comparing in class essay 1, to in class essay 2, I see a major change in my analysis. The depth in analysis is the difference. In ice 2, I merely scratch the surface, compared to 1 where I went very in depth. I feel as if the depth of my analysis was based off of my understanding. I understood Things Fall Apart, far better than I understood The Dead. Something I definitely think I improved on, was my organization. In my first essay, I provided two paragraphs of evidence, and finished with a paragraph on theme. In my second essay I included analysis of theme after each piece of evidence, which I feel is a better approach.
Blog Post #9 Reference
I referenced my good friend Mallie Bruce for this weeks peer reference post. Im sure she will be honored :) I am referencing her college essay. Knowing Mallie, I knew she would write about her passion, cross-country. However, even if I didn't know Mallie I would still understand that this is a race, I applaud her for that. After reading this post, I felt empowered; hopefully that was Mallie's intentions! The grit of a race was clearly shown throughout this essay, and even more so the power to get through tough times was made apparent. I find this very important. Of course explain to your audience the rough patch, but highlight on how you get through them, this is what Mallie did.
As an essay as a whole, it is metaphorical. Metaphorical essays are the types of essays I enjoy the most. I find them the easiest to relate to, and to understand. As a reader I related to Mallie's ideas, I know the hardships of an athlete, and the pressures of leading a team. Mallie went further and compared these emotions to life. And because of that I felt empowered as I mentioned before.
Props to Mallie Bruce. Great essay. If I read this as a college accept-er lady person; oh, you'd be in my college in a heart beat!
As an essay as a whole, it is metaphorical. Metaphorical essays are the types of essays I enjoy the most. I find them the easiest to relate to, and to understand. As a reader I related to Mallie's ideas, I know the hardships of an athlete, and the pressures of leading a team. Mallie went further and compared these emotions to life. And because of that I felt empowered as I mentioned before.
Props to Mallie Bruce. Great essay. If I read this as a college accept-er lady person; oh, you'd be in my college in a heart beat!
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
Extra Credit Post: A Devil Inside
Okay, first off I wanna go and say that i'm not quite sure what this blog post is supposed to be about because schoology is down, which is very unfortunate; but here goes nothing. This past weekend I attended Pomona Catwalk Theatre Company's "A Devil Inside" and quite honestly it blew my mind. It was one of those plays where you like sit up on the stage and they actors preform like two feet in front of you, gah its awesome. The first part, or is it called act? Not sure, but the part before intermission was kind of just a set up or a foreshadow. You could tell by the end of the first part that all the characters had to fit together somehow because in the begining it seemed like three different stories were occurring. The audience was somewhat thrown in blind and didn't know how any of the characters were related. In all honesty for most of the first act I was confused, but ya know I think I was supposed to be. The second act is where it all came together, or all fell apart in context. The second act made my confusion in the first act disapear which is why I was so compelled during the second half, all my questions were answers and more things unfolded as we went along. It was just thing after thing after thing, he's her brother, but this guy was in love with the professor, oh but so was she, but no she was married to him, and no he hit him with a car, she killed his dad, three of the people have less then 2 feet, OH MY GOSH IT IS JUST CRAZY! SO CRAZY! And yes I know that that last sentence makes no sense to you if you didnt see this play but thats just stratching the surface my friend, I mean this play was crazy! But crazy in a good way. All of the actors preformed stellar. You can really tell that they love to be on stage, and that they just really love what they do. Mad respect for all theatre kids. And a special shoutout to Erin and Briaunna, both in my 6th hour you guys did so great! So really all im saying is that you never know anything until the end, trust no one, and uh keep both of your feet in tact? Awesome play! I reccomend seeing any play here at Pomona, those kids work hard! You won't be disapointed!
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