Running After Antelope, story 1994

1. What is the significance of the deer?
2. Why are they trying to help the Takuhaka people?
3. Why did you choose this story? What impact did it make to your life?
4. Why are the people struggling and need help?
5.How are they being helped? What is being done to better their situation?
6. What literary devices can you find that help create this short story?
7. Is the author trying to present a way for you to help people you know are struggling? How does he do this?
8. What literary devices and what examples does he give to his reader to show the importance of offering help to those in need?
9. What do the deer symbolize in this section? And are they seen anywhere else in the book?
10. Is there progression in the people they are helping? Are they flat or dynamic characters? Explain.

Big Bold Moon

As I lay outside next to my pool, looking up at the stars, I am distracted by this gorgeous full moon.  My dogs were curious as to what I was doing outside so late, and wanted to know if I got the sudden urge to play catch or tug-a-war with them so they followed me out to the pool. One dog (the little mut from the pound) is named Gus, while the other, who we favorite more, is our gorgeous lab Maxwell Smart. I love them both, but Gus gets on my nerves most of the time. Meanwhile, looking out at the moon both my dogs kept licking me and grabbing my attention. I don't mind, I like the love and attention they give. The beauty of the bright, bold and eye catching moon along with the love and playfulness of my dogs just brought a joy to my heart that can't be taken away. Realizing something as simple a the beauty of the moon in the sky gives us the ability to realize the beauty of something as precious as a dogs loyalty and love and even our families love. Staring out into the sky brings a calmness, an escape from reality, just for a split second, lets you put things into perspective as you find the Big Dipper and Little Dipper. Something as broad as the sky, filled with stars and the big bold moon, can make you think about the smallest aspects of your life.

"A Winter Walk"

A long day filled with cold white fluffy snow, and a young man with a limp carrying an old torn up brief case. Today was the thirds anniversary of the day she died, a day just like this. The trees standing still, crying and feeling his pain inside as he walks by them, one by one. The walk he is taking home was a long the river where he and her would go lay by in the summer time and make romantic memories. Even in this wretched cold day he can still feel the warmth of her smile and the feeling of her touch as they laid by the river. His heart was torn into pieces like the million pieces of frozen water that made the pure white snow.

Song with Poetry

The song I chose for this assignment is She's Everything by Brad Paisley. The obvious literary device that makes this a work of poetry is alliteration. Brad Paisley continually repeats the word "she's".  Also, Metaphors are seen throughout the song, for example, "she's a Saturday out on the town." The way he uses these metaphors are very important and useful in proving how it can also be a work of poetry, these metaphors can be seen as a use of characterization and amplification. Brad Paisley embellishes who and what this girl is and can do to show how special she is to him. He writes this song in a way where it melts every girls heart and has them wishing they were that "she" for some man some day.

"She's Everything"

She's a yellow pair of running shoes
A holey pair of jeans
She looks great in cheap sunglasses
She looks great in anything
She's I want a piece of chocolate
Take me to a movie
She's I can't find a thing to wear
Now and then she's moody

She's a Saturn with a sunroof
With her brown hair a-blowing
She's a soft place to land
And a good feeling knowing
She's a warm conversation
That I wouldn't miss for nothing
She's a fighter when she's mad
And she's a lover when she's loving

[Chorus]
And she's everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
I talk about her, I go on and on and on
'Cause she's everything to me

She's a Saturday out on the town
And a church girl on Sunday
She's a cross around her neck
And a cuss word 'cause its Monday
She's a bubble bath and candles
Baby come and kiss me
She's a one glass of wine
And she's feeling kinda tipsy

She's the giver I wish I could be
And the stealer of the covers
She's a picture in my wallet
and my unborn children's mother
She's the hand that I'm holding
When I'm on my knees and praying
She's the answer to my prayer
And she's the song that I'm playing

[Repeat chorus]

She's the voice I love to hear
Someday when I'm ninety
She's that wooden rocking chair
I want rocking right beside me
Everyday that passes
I only love her more
Yeah, she's the one
That I'd lay down my own life for

And she's everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
She's everything to me
Yeah she's everything to me

Everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
She's everything to me

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/bradpaisley/sheseverything.html

poem for anthology

The poem i would like to use is, "I Love You" by Sara Teasdale. This poem symbolizes a love that is kept a secret. My theme for my anthology is selfless love but i am debating on changing it to love or rethinking a theme and making it more general. The poem is short but tells a story about a death and love. The death is symbolized as a deep sleep and takes place during the beginning of Spring.

metaphors & rhinoceros response

Metaphor of a thing that scares me:
Death is a deep sleep.


Metaphor of a dream/goal:

Marriage is a sentence.



Rhinoceros:

I have been like Berenger when I stand up for my beliefs and religion. I have grown up in a Christian home and have attended private christian schooling my whole life until this past year because I now attend CSUB. I have always been involved in outside sports such as soccer and dance but only recently when I have gotten a job and met more diverse people in college have I seen the different views people have on different subjects. I have been very sheltered and not known how offended people get when they find out I am a Christian and do not believe or choose to allow certain aspects of peoples lives to influence me. Personally, I like to live to the saying "hate the sin, love the sinner." This stance to me seems very reasonable. I try not to judge or view people differently based on a variety of different things, I just don't prefer certain actions to be in my lifestyle. by discussing certain issues with people at work I have noticed people constantly try to shake my beliefs or standards by questioning me and trying to get me to slip up on my stance or argument. These are the times I feel like I am Berenger, that I will stick to my original beliefs and what I believe is right for me.

six words about my life

family, perseverance and smile through everything.

Question #17

"In line 43 of “One-Eye, Two-Eyes, Three-Eyes,” Sexton makes an allusion to “the Thalidomide babies.”  What is Thalidomide, and how does this allusion contribute to the theme of the poem?"

Thalidomide, according to the Merriam Webster Dictionary, is a formerly used sedative drug that is now known to cause malformations to children if used while the mother was pregnant. The theme of "One-Eye, Two-Eye, Three-Eyes" is being different and abnormal. Thalidomide is used as an allusion to contribute to the poems theme to emphasize how the difference of the One-Eye and Three Eye babies were compared to the normal Two Eyed sister. The One Eye and Three Eyed babies were born with malformations that were praised, just as babies, after the mother is treated with thalidomide, are born with malformations and abnormalities. The theme of the poem is seen through the mother's love for the one eye and three eyed daughters more than the two eyed because of their difference from the rest of the world. It shows how parents pride themselves on their children's differences that make them stand apart from the others.

Grimm Fairy Tales and Anne Sexton

RAPUNZEL

There were once a man and a woman who had long in vain wished for a child. At length the woman hoped that God was about to grant her desire. These people had a little window at the back of their house from which a splendid garden could be seen, which was full of the most beautiful flowers and herbs. It was, however, surrounded by a high wall, and no one dared to go into it because it belonged to an enchantress, who had great power and was dreaded by all the world. One day the woman was standing by this window and looking down into the garden, when she saw a bed which was planted with the most beautiful rampion (rapunzel), and it looked so fresh and green that she longed for it, she quite pined away, and began to look pale and miserable. Then her husband was alarmed, and asked: 'What ails you, dear wife?' 'Ah,' she replied, 'if I can't eat some of the rampion, which is in the garden behind our house, I shall die.' The man, who loved her, thought: 'Sooner than let your wife die, bring her some of the rampion yourself, let it cost what it will.' At twilight, he clambered down over the wall into the garden of the enchantress, hastily clutched a handful of rampion, and took it to his wife. She at once made herself a salad of it, and ate it greedily. It tasted so good to her—so very good, that the next day she longed for it three times as much as before. If he was to have any rest, her husband must once more descend into the garden. In the gloom of evening therefore, he let himself down again; but when he had clambered down the wall he was terribly afraid, for he saw the enchantress standing before him. 'How can you dare,' said she with angry look, 'descend into my garden and steal my rampion like a thief? You shall suffer for it!' 'Ah,' answered he, 'let mercy take the place of justice, I only made up my mind to do it out of necessity. My wife saw your rampion from the window, and felt such a longing for it that she would have died if she had not got some to eat.' Then the enchantress allowed her anger to be softened, and said to him: 'If the case be as you say, I will allow you to take away with you as much rampion as you will, only I make one condition, you must give me the child which your wife will bring into the world; it shall be well treated, and I will care for it like a mother.' The man in his terror consented to everything, and when the woman was brought to bed, the enchantress appeared at once, gave the child the name of Rapunzel, and took it away with her.

Rapunzel grew into the most beautiful child under the sun. When she was twelve years old, the enchantress shut her into a tower, which lay in a forest, and had neither stairs nor door, but quite at the top was a little window. When the enchantress wanted to go in, she placed herself beneath it and cried:

 'Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
  Let down your hair to me.'

Rapunzel had magnificent long hair, fine as spun gold, and when she heard the voice of the enchantress she unfastened her braided tresses, wound them round one of the hooks of the window above, and then the hair fell twenty ells down, and the enchantress climbed up by it.

After a year or two, it came to pass that the king's son rode through the forest and passed by the tower. Then he heard a song, which was so charming that he stood still and listened. This was Rapunzel, who in her solitude passed her time in letting her sweet voice resound. The king's son wanted to climb up to her, and looked for the door of the tower, but none was to be found. He rode home, but the singing had so deeply touched his heart, that every day he went out into the forest and listened to it. Once when he was thus standing behind a tree, he saw that an enchantress came there, and he heard how she cried:

 'Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
  Let down your hair to me.'

Then Rapunzel let down the braids of her hair, and the enchantress climbed up to her. 'If that is the ladder by which one mounts, I too will try my fortune,' said he, and the next day when it began to grow dark, he went to the tower and cried:

 'Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
  Let down your hair to me.'

Immediately the hair fell down and the king's son climbed up.

At first Rapunzel was terribly frightened when a man, such as her eyes had never yet beheld, came to her; but the king's son began to talk to her quite like a friend, and told her that his heart had been so stirred that it had let him have no rest, and he had been forced to see her. Then Rapunzel lost her fear, and when he asked her if she would take him for her husband, and she saw that he was young and handsome, she thought: 'He will love me more than old Dame Gothel does'; and she said yes, and laid her hand in his. She said: 'I will willingly go away with you, but I do not know how to get down. Bring with you a skein of silk every time that you come, and I will weave a ladder with it, and when that is ready I will descend, and you will take me on your horse.' They agreed that until that time he should come to her every evening, for the old woman came by day. The enchantress remarked nothing of this, until once Rapunzel said to her: 'Tell me, Dame Gothel, how it happens that you are so much heavier for me to draw up than the young king's son—he is with me in a moment.' 'Ah! you wicked child,' cried the enchantress. 'What do I hear you say! I thought I had separated you from all the world, and yet you have deceived me!' In her anger she clutched Rapunzel's beautiful tresses, wrapped them twice round her left hand, seized a pair of scissors with the right, and snip, snap, they were cut off, and the lovely braids lay on the ground. And she was so pitiless that she took poor Rapunzel into a desert where she had to live in great grief and misery.

On the same day that she cast out Rapunzel, however, the enchantress fastened the braids of hair, which she had cut off, to the hook of the window, and when the king's son came and cried:

 'Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
  Let down your hair to me.'

she let the hair down. The king's son ascended, but instead of finding his dearest Rapunzel, he found the enchantress, who gazed at him with wicked and venomous looks. 'Aha!' she cried mockingly, 'you would fetch your dearest, but the beautiful bird sits no longer singing in the nest; the cat has got it, and will scratch out your eyes as well. Rapunzel is lost to you; you will never see her again.' The king's son was beside himself with pain, and in his despair he leapt down from the tower. He escaped with his life, but the thorns into which he fell pierced his eyes. Then he wandered quite blind about the forest, ate nothing but roots and berries, and did naught but lament and weep over the loss of his dearest wife. Thus he roamed about in misery for some years, and at length came to the desert where Rapunzel, with the twins to which she had given birth, a boy and a girl, lived in wretchedness. He heard a voice, and it seemed so familiar to him that he went towards it, and when he approached, Rapunzel knew him and fell on his neck and wept. Two of her tears wetted his eyes and they grew clear again, and he could see with them as before. He led her to his kingdom where he was joyfully received, and they lived for a long time afterwards, happy and contented.

Anne Sexton adapts Rapunzel and creates her own version because of the ongoing symbol of love seen through the enchantress/witch with Rapunzel and also the king's son and Rapunzel. Anne Sexton has a draw to writing about the need humans all have to be loved and to love and in the case of the story of Rapunzel she writes about how a young beautiful girl can find love verse an old witched woman.

William Blake, "Auguries of Innocence"

"The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife."

In the seventh stanza of William Blake's poem called, "Auguries of Innocence" he uses symbols to portray his meanings. Blake uses animals to symbolize a lost soul and Jesus Christ. "The wild deer" is a lost soul that is continually "wand'ring" through sinful acts and seems to have no care for their eternal life. Because of how The Bible represents Jesus Christ as being a "lamb" this is also how Blake chooses to convey Jesus Christ in his poem. Jesus Christ, as He was dying on the cross, prayed to His Father to "forgive them for they know not what they do." Blake identifies this situation with the last two lines of his stanza. Here the lamb "forgives the butcher's knife" in the same way Jesus Christ not only forgave the Romans for crucifying Him, but also forgives those lost souls from their sin that distracts them from being concerned about eternal life.