Saturday, March 24, 2007

Dear Hattie

Oh my, this is charming, and exciting, romantic, i felt like a gitty girl reading it....but it does rather end abruptly.. And at a picular point. I must say I did not find it to be much of humorus.
I may not add a concusion for i would most definatly put the latter to ruin. but threee ideas.. well It sounds throught out the mailing habbits of the two was secrative untill this letter and I see it possible that he was caught in writteing and was thought to give too muc information away, or could be a danger to the war and giving information. Maybe he got called away and wasn't able to finish, then was killes. Or maybe he was in the middle of writting and he's penis took over his thoughts and some of the other soldiers said 'Hey we'er going to the boobie bar, are you coming?' and he got swept away by the night and either forgot about the girl or caught a major disease form a hooker, or maybe he went out with the guys, and he thought this women was a hooker--but wasn't--he pinned her then, the husband found out and killed him disallowing him to continue the letter. Or maybe in the middle of the letter he discoverd how dull his life was and decided to toke up on some durgs, then he overdosed and died.

Friday, March 16, 2007

Uncle Peter's house

Hmmm, it was good, what i read of it, but i couldn't get all the way through it, so maybe it is a sign it should not be included, though i thought it possible i was tired of slaves and slavery.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Frisk's First Rat

Very short, well written, by Charles Chestnut, again well written it was quite entertaining. but i don't think there is enough here to have it posted, maybe there is.

Why should you read it? because it was cute and silly
Preview: A cat, whom catches a rat.
Activity: do you have a cat or a friend who has a cat, and seen or heard about them doing silly things? find someone who has read the story and tell them about the story, and be a good listener for theirs.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

To Pfouts

````You must be busy. Your blog for this class has cobwebs on it, it is rather dusty you know. kinda like all them overloading comments i get, my writing tells me it is lonely.

````did you realize that this blog does not allow tabs, i put them in but they don't come out.
````I'm going to take my silliness and eat and enjoy the weather.
~ta ta!

F.P: The Little Lame Prince

~~~Why did I like the Little Lame Prince ? It was an acquaint little chapter book, many good morals. Let me repeat that, many good morals and life hits, it is a juicy true story, I will not let go of the copies I have, although having the actual book would be nice, vs. a computer copy. The short chapters written in a 'royal' way of tongue, and the friendliness of the author, and the way she explained things in a simple manner with 'behind the scenes' meaning--all left me with a good flavor in my mouth, craving for more of the meanings.
~~~You should read it, and if one were not to take this story seriously, and enjoy the piece for its simplicity and lessons then that person is too deep in their egos and the fears interpreted by the ego. This story has good points and hidden crevasses of the golden meaning.
~~~Preview: A story which puts life's common patterns into a Cinderella-esk view. About a boy who grows up learing life's lessons as he unknowingly slips his ego away from action. A great story to read as a break from other stories or a large challenge.
~~~Activity: writing--Pick out 5 morals/life lessons, and explain why you choose them and what you think makes them a moral/lesson. OR (answer in writing) Did you like the prince? Why or Why not?

Thursday, March 1, 2007

"Since I Died" by Elizabeth Stuart Phelps

Oh my, the language, the way this was written swept me away. Beautiful this written style would be a style I look up to and strive towards. The use of words rolled and the whole pieces was a smooth curve of language. I want to read another piece form her. the biggest thing i want to tap on is figuring out the beginning and the end, i suppose my timing was off in class. this could be on cause of the confusion of both the beginning and the end. The way the beginning sounded was as though she (narrator) was already dead and a good amount of time passed, then the story went to right before death, the in between, then back on earth as a spirit after being called back with a prayer from her lover. Then really taking on the fact 'ok I'm a spirit, I'm dead' and being restless and bouncy to restless and stuck. Then she goes somewhere far off in a small amount of time. starts to think of what is present for her and the happenings.......the link before the questions were the story states 'suddenly, i saw....' I think the Narrator has gone to the point in the beginning where she is starting to fade while she is watching her lover and all these thought are stirring in mingle. The beginning sounds as though the spirit has already established that 'I'm dead' and was asking questions, yet stating to fade away because the air at first did not go through her, then it did seemingly out of her control. so she was fading. Since the narrator is a spirit, the boundaries of human life no longer apply, so there is no problem with being in two places at once.

The three lines struck me as most important, in relation to the 'big picture' and meaning of this story: 'Death is Dumb and Life is Deaf' , 'To live, is Dying; and I will die. To die is life, and you shall live.' , and 'Then i thought again:"it is she who dies; I shall live"

This story seemed to have an epidermis message of death is ok, it is in fact joyous, but you will not fully comprehend death until it happens, and the irony is no one can be told in the same ways now that they're rather separated souls

````````i'm not quite done yet with this, it is what i got so far)

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

'On the Fifth of May' ~ Poems

If I understand what exactly is going on---First impressions, my lens, I was bias to the fact of American Women writing for the Mexican Men, and the American Women's poems are the ones whom are remembered and glorified, vs. the Mexicans' poems, whose were lost. That pretty much kicked the poems to a lower notch before I even read them. After reading them, still didn’t like them—nope, I wasn’t impressed. Though I can say I appreciate the fact of their being—if it really takes a white woman to ‘passionately’ write about a significant war that happened right next door of the borderline, in order for a thick skinned American to pay any never-mind—then so be it. I found myself confused with some of the poems, with their significance to the war, even after reading from the Wikipedia site. Although when I read one or two of the poems, I at least chuckled, the reason is the ridicules behaviors of the American community. It reminds me of a white American male standing on a street corner holding a picket sign that reads ‘these eyes see no color difference’ (the phrase it close to something like that)


Hey Pfouts, have you seen 'kiss of the spider women' it has Raul Julia guy in it from The Adam's Family, and William Hurt who was in 'Children of a Lesser God' well they're in Mexico, or South America, and there was a war going on I wonder if it happened ot be this one or another one, maybe made up, just curious