Into The Wild

1. Initially I thought that this book is really well written. I can tell that the author is really passionate about following this young man's adventure. I'm still trying to decide weather or not I sympathise with Alex or not. He seems like such a likable guy but he is a bit naive. The authors writ ting style seems a bit journalistic, but the fact that he Incorporated his own experiences makes it a emotional story.

2. Chris is someone who wants to be liberated from his restring ties of money and obligations. He however is a bit naive when it comes to what it actually takes to live out in the wild. He only came into the woods with a bag of rice and a small amount of supplies, and the wrong kind of hunting gun. He thought he was invincible when really he was just ill prepared.

3. I think the author is trying to say that we all feel the need to escape. We need to have individuality and our own thoughts or else we are going to be trapped in our robotic body. We need to break free of the social conformity and be ourselves.

4. This book reminds me of Hatchet kind of. Although Alex did choose to be in the wild, he still has a difficulty with the wilderness. He is only a boy and still is unsure of the world around him.

5. I identify with Alex and the story because sometimes I ask myself, why am I doing what I'm doing? Do I really want to be tediously calculating random math equations or nannying for three kids everyday after school? Or am i just programed to do that because I thought that, that was just what you had to do. All I am doing is going through the motions and waisting my life with something that I am not completely passionate about.

6. The world has the same issues as Alex and I have. They feel the need to conform and be what the world expects them to be. They hardly choose what they want in life.

Book Reviews

While reading One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest the reader finds themselves emerged into a world filled with the most creative kind of fear and lunacy. The lives of all the patients living in the insane asylum seemed nothing more than a routine that never ceased to stop. The ring leader being the fearful miss Rratchet treated to the patients as if they were robots dulling out mind numbing drugs whenever she saw fit. Luckily for the patients a newcomer made an entrance, this man was questionably not insane and was in no way shape or form a robot. A beautiful revolution has started and the patients and readers need to enjoy the ride. This heart fully hilarious books reminds us that we need to see ourselves as unique and beautiful and to not let our quirks conform at any cost. “[H]e knew you can’t really be strong until you can see a funny side to things” (p. 227).

Naked is a witty autobiography written by David Sadaris. He recalls the strange events of his child hood OCD or how his mother would make fun of him with his teacher all the way up to when he hitch hiked across the country with the idea that he could become a tortured scholar. Each chapter begining with a new delema or random story and ending in a philosopy of his life, in a round about way. He sees life for what it is. no more or no less. He claims 'If you're looking for sympathy you'll find it between shit and syphilis in the dictionary.' Is just another example on how he doesn't glorify what he is, or how he is treated. By the end of the book you'll see his life is changed and yours will be too.

In the future,

In the future, I hope that our economy has finally been straightened out. I hope that there are enough jobs available, that when i graduate college I will be able to chose any profession that Iwant at that time. I also want there to be peace in America, amount the citizens and other country's. I want the Americans to know that we are capable of working together and learning from out past.

When I am fourty, I hope my kids grow up in an enviorment that makes them feel safe. I hope that crime rates have gone down and poverty has gone down and there are no more wars. I want them to know that people in this world are essentially good and that if they try hard they can make a difference. By that time, i also want the economy to do better so that i can afford a good life for my children.

Meeting with the president

If i had the opportunity to sit down with the 44Th president, Barack Obama, i would ask him what he was planning to do about the economy. I would ask him about the measures we as Americans need to take in order to help our economy thrive. I would wonder what he could do in order to make more jobs for the American people and to make education more readily available. I would also inquire about the war in Iraq and Iran. I would ask him what are the next steps in this war and what he planned to do in the future, if a terrorist attack was made.

laa dee daaa

Tomorrow is Halloween and I'm pretty sure I have no fun plans. Whatever happened to the times when a neighborhood would get together and carve pumpkins and trick or treat until late into the night. I'm starting to wonder if the older we get the less Innocent fun we can have. I also wonder if that's because it isn't fun anymore or because we want to be above that kind of fun. We want to start having adult fun so badly that we don't realize that it isn't as fun as what we had when we were 6.

Playing with poetry part two

The moments engrained in my mind.
It is no longer back in time.
This machine has brought me back.
I stand still and watch myself crack.
I hope I can break free.
Stop watching the old me.
There are so many things I can do.
But this metal won’t let me move.

Poetry Terms

rhythm
The patterned, recurring alternations of contrasting elements of sound or speech.

rhyme scheme
the pattern of rhymes used in a poem, usually marked by letters to symbolize correspondences, as rhyme royal, ababbcc.

alliteration
the commencement of two or more words of a word group with the same letter, as in apt alliteration's artful aid.

anaphora
Rhetoric. repetition of a word or words at the beginning of two or more successive verses, clauses, or sentences.

Consonance
correspondence of sounds; harmony of sounds.

Assonance
rhyme in which the same vowel sounds are used with different consonants in the stressed syllables of the rhyming words, as in penitent and reticence.

October 7th Blog

Yesterday my parents decided that our family didn't need cable television. They thought that it wasn't necessary to spend 500 dollars a year for entertainment. I strongly disagree. I confronted them and told them that I NEED cable television so that i can watch my favorite Disney channel shows. I also enjoy television time as a way to dissconect with the world and relax after a hard day of school AND work! However, none of my extremely compelling arguments worked and we are stuck without tv.
As a last resort I offered to pay out of my own pocket to get my beloved disney channel back, which in my opinion is an extremely fair argument, and once again that idea was turned down. My mom suggested that i should read instead of watching tv, claiming that it would improve my IQ, but for me reading is not relaxation, it is an emotional journey and often times more depressing than my own life. I decided that was a terrible argument and agree with myself.

Metaphore for Love

Love is like a baby because it has room to grow and develope. Also, the way it turns out ultimitly depends on the work you put into it.

Carl Sandburg
Under the Harvest Moon

Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful friend
Who remembers.
Under the summer roses
When the flagrant crimson
Lurks in the dusk
Of the wild red leaves,
Love, with little hands
,Comes and touches you
With a thousand memories,
And asks youBeautiful, unanswerable questions.

source http://www.poetry.com/lovepoems/lovepoem.asp?id=537

This poem talks about how beautiful life is, because there are moments in life when you have the chance to reflect on everything. When you remember life you realize how much you love it and how exctting it is to figure out what's next.

Death is the metaphore of a beautiful friend. Love comes to you as memories touching your face. Unanswered questions is a metaphore for the life that is still left to live.

Discover

I haven't done the discover entry yet and I think it's the only one that I'm missing. I'm not quite sure what i am supposed to write about so I'll just write about how amazing my shoes are for homecoming. I was so excited because I found them on the discount section of DSW. So, not only were they extremely cheap, but they are also my favorite favorite favorite color! Maroon, and how often does one really come across maroon high heels for under 30 dollars! I'll answer that question for you, never! So you could imagine my excitement.

I selected this poem because It describes what I think writing should be. It should be about going back to your childish intuitions and not being so concerned in how a writer should act. The poem was named " Do You Have Any advice for those of Us Just Starting Out" because it is being somewhat sarcastic by saying, all the advice you need is what you already know. There is no reason to try and be prestigious. The author used the simile "be like a child." The author also was trying to show by indicating the people with turtle necks and the snow the romantic snow covered chalet by allowing us to see that those are stereotypical circumstances. The tone of the poem is fun, it shows children at play and the childish side of writing. The side that does not hold their noses in the air and scoft at those who don't wear turtle necks.

Poem

“Do You Have Any Advice For Those of Us Just Starting Out?"
Ron Koertge

Give up sitting dutifully at your desk. Leaveyour house or apartment. Go out into the world.
It's all right to carry a notebook but a cheapone is best, with pages the color of weak teaand on the front a kitten or a space ship.
Avoid any enclosed space where more thanthree people are wearing turtlenecks. Bewareany snow-covered chalet with deer tracksacross the muffled tennis courts.
Not surprisingly, libraries are a good place to write.And the perfect place in a library is near an aislewhere a child a year or two old is playing as hismother browses the ranks of the dead.
Often he will pull books from the bottom shelf.The title, the author's name, the brooding photoon the flap mean nothing. Red book on black, graybook on brown, he builds a tower. And the higherit gets, the wider he grins.
You who asked for advice, listen: When the towerfalls, be like that child. Laugh so loud everybodyin the world frowns and says, "Shhhh."
Then start again.

So here's my first official blog entry and I'm wondering what i should write about. The trouble with that is that my life is extremely uneventful right now. My day to day life consists of waking up, spending hours and hours at school, nannying, doing homework and going to bed. Only to wake up the next day and start the infanet cycle over and over again. The only small breaks in this ongoing cycle are the weekends. Even then i still have homework that must get done and a Sunday morning shift at caribou. But that's okay! There are only 9 months until summer!

Here are three potential titles for my personal narrative.

• Flying half way across the world to find home
• Learning to learn
• We are all the same

I realized that i could not drive home or call my mother to come pick me up. I was stuck in a world completely different from my own. What was I to do? The first day can only be described as awkward and uncomfortable. What do I say? What do I eat? Not, to mention the language barrier. All of these new feelings came pummeling towords me with no time for me to react. So, I didn't, I spent my first day locked up inside of the two yearold, Nicos, room with only the toys to keep me company.

What should I add to make this paragraph more fluide?