"Lennie jarred, and settled slowly forward to the sand, and he lay without shivering." Page 106
Jarred- to have a harshly unpleasant or perturbing effect on one's nerves, feelings, thoughts.
Sentence- The loud and annoying sound of the alarm clock jarred Jonas because he didn't want to go to school.
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"Candy was crestfallen. 'Didn't tell nobody but Crooks." Page 83
Crestfallen- to feel disappointed and low in spirit
Sentence- Many Bronco fans were crestfallen when the Seattle Seahawks crushed the Denver Broncos at Super Bowl XLVIII.
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Quote/sentence- "But Lennie made an elaborate pantomime of innocence."
definition- a dramatic entertainment, originating in roman mime, which performers express meaning through gestures accompanied by music
own definition- showing emotions actions by feeling without talking
sentance- when we had a family talent show with magic of tradititional pantomime.
pant
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Metaphoric Poem: Final
As the sun sets,
my eyes begin to open
I am able to see the glistening moon shine
I am able to hear the animals howl
Noticing my surroundings all humble and quiet
Observing is my gift
For I am an owl
I face many problems throughout my life.
But to me these are obstacles
They are just my preys.
I see them from my left
and I see them from my right
Not making them know Im there
Because they are in fact,
my kill of the night.
I am an explorer
But as much I would love to see the world
And all that it has to offer for a small one like me
I stay in my little old tree
where the feeling of security and protection for myself
is one of my top priorities
When will I realize the many capabilities?
Maybe soon will i surely know the endless possibilities
I can be smart and an advanced animal
capable of so many things.
Yet seem to be never satisfied,
with the knowledge I am given
with the things I see
and with the things I feel
But what can I say
These are the aspects
that make me truly real
I am quite a different animal
As you can tell many may not notice me
during the day or the night
but that does not make me any less special
Unlike most creatures
I am an old soul
and praised for that and the many other gifts I carry
My appearance can trick you into thinking Im weak and innocent
But with a high and complex brain of mine,
My potential and skills are exceedingly infinite
A symbol of wisdom
i am said to be
But not knowing anything
and not being the greatest size
are just a few weaknesses from me
I was taught to hide them in my mind
Leaving me to be peaceful quiet and kind
There is that side of me
that makes me want to hide
but then there are the ones I love.
With them I feel the sense of pride
I am an owl
A silent killer to the problems in my way
Yet I am the the helper above your tree
Observing those that I feel is in need
And still trying to be the best version
that I could possibly be
my eyes begin to open
I am able to see the glistening moon shine
I am able to hear the animals howl
Noticing my surroundings all humble and quiet
Observing is my gift
For I am an owl
I face many problems throughout my life.
But to me these are obstacles
They are just my preys.
I see them from my left
and I see them from my right
Not making them know Im there
Because they are in fact,
my kill of the night.
I am an explorer
But as much I would love to see the world
And all that it has to offer for a small one like me
I stay in my little old tree
where the feeling of security and protection for myself
is one of my top priorities
When will I realize the many capabilities?
Maybe soon will i surely know the endless possibilities
I can be smart and an advanced animal
capable of so many things.
Yet seem to be never satisfied,
with the knowledge I am given
with the things I see
and with the things I feel
But what can I say
These are the aspects
that make me truly real
I am quite a different animal
As you can tell many may not notice me
during the day or the night
but that does not make me any less special
Unlike most creatures
I am an old soul
and praised for that and the many other gifts I carry
My appearance can trick you into thinking Im weak and innocent
But with a high and complex brain of mine,
My potential and skills are exceedingly infinite
A symbol of wisdom
i am said to be
But not knowing anything
and not being the greatest size
are just a few weaknesses from me
I was taught to hide them in my mind
Leaving me to be peaceful quiet and kind
There is that side of me
that makes me want to hide
but then there are the ones I love.
With them I feel the sense of pride
that fill me with happiness and glee
confident comfortable and completely freeI am an owl
A silent killer to the problems in my way
Yet I am the the helper above your tree
Observing those that I feel is in need
And still trying to be the best version
that I could possibly be
Sunday, February 2, 2014
Friday, January 31, 2014
Metaphoric Poem Rough Draft
As the sun sets,
my eyes begin to open
I am able to see the glistening moon shine
I am able to hear the animals howl
Noticing my surroundings all humble and quiet
Observing is my gift
For I am an owl
I face many problems throughout my life.
But to me these are obstacles
They are just my preys.
I see them from my left
and I see them from my right
Not making them know im there
Because they are in fact,
my kill of the night.
I can be smart and an advanced animal
capable of so many things.
Yet seem to be never satisfied,
with the knowledge I am given
with the things I see
and with the things I feel
But what can I say
These are the aspects
that make me truly real
A symbol of wisdom
i am said to be
But not knowing anything
and not being the greatest size
are just a few weaknesses from me
I was taught to hide them in my mind
Leaving me to be peaceful quiet and kind
There is that side of me
that makes me want to hide
but then there are the ones I love.
With them I feel the sense of pride
I am an owl
For I am the the helper above your tree
Observing many that I feel is in need
Yet trying to be the best version
that I could possibly be
my eyes begin to open
I am able to see the glistening moon shine
I am able to hear the animals howl
Noticing my surroundings all humble and quiet
Observing is my gift
For I am an owl
I face many problems throughout my life.
But to me these are obstacles
They are just my preys.
I see them from my left
and I see them from my right
Not making them know im there
Because they are in fact,
my kill of the night.
I can be smart and an advanced animal
capable of so many things.
Yet seem to be never satisfied,
with the knowledge I am given
with the things I see
and with the things I feel
But what can I say
These are the aspects
that make me truly real
A symbol of wisdom
i am said to be
But not knowing anything
and not being the greatest size
are just a few weaknesses from me
I was taught to hide them in my mind
Leaving me to be peaceful quiet and kind
There is that side of me
that makes me want to hide
but then there are the ones I love.
With them I feel the sense of pride
that fill me with happiness and glee
confident comfortable and completely freeI am an owl
For I am the the helper above your tree
Observing many that I feel is in need
Yet trying to be the best version
that I could possibly be
Saturday, January 25, 2014
A Coney Island Life: Group Literary Analysis
The world today consists of many people that are starting to take the world for granted. Many do not realize that time doesn’t wait for anyone which is why one must value every single accomplishment, enjoy every minute, fulfill our hopes and dreams, and appreciate the many things we have in life. In the poem “A Coney Island Life”, the poet James L. Weil compares life to his time at Coney Island. In this poem the poet is telling his readers the fact that all of what he has hoped and dreamed for is vanishing and is describing it as his one last ride.
The poem tells the readers that you must use your time wisely in order to have the life you’ve dreamed of. This poem consists of many hidden meaning behind each line such as “Having lived a Coney Island life, on roller coaster ups and downs”, James L. Weil is using the roller coasters to describe the many hardships and also the good things that had happen throughout his life. Another quote from this poem is “and seen my helium hopes, break skyward without me”, this is telling the people that the helium or in another form, a balloon, represents his hopes and dreams and it’s floating away from him, leaving him unable to do anything about it except watch as it “breaks skyward” or leaves without him.
Although this is a poem that doesn’t consist of many lines or stanzas, it holds much meaning within its content. “I take perhaps my last my last ride on this planet-carousel and ask, how many more times round”, these lines symbolize his last few chances to make a difference in his life and the poet asks himself how much longer does he have, or how many years does he have left to live. Finally the piece that completes the poem, “I have to catch the brass ring sun before the game is up”, the brass ring describes the last remaining chances he has before the ride, in other words his life, comes to an end.
Through metaphor and simile the poet relates the success, hardships, and limitations of life to a game at the carnival. In life, opportunities will come our way and we have to make sure we don't take them for granted. Time is very precious and we can't expect life to wait on us to understand the beauty of the lives we live. Every moment of your life counts and you don't realize how much you really have until your faced with the end. Through metaphors and similes, the poet portrays that life is short so we must appreciate life before times up. Therefore, he makes us think about our personal lives.
Monday, January 13, 2014
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