Leslie's Thoughts
Monday, January 7, 2013
A good story vs. an extrodinary sentence
An extraordinary sentence is very different from a well told story. The language used in a writers story can be mediocre but when you have a sentence that has strong language and metaphors that you have to spend a moment trying to decipher then it truly is mind blowing. Great language leads to a great story if you have everything that goes along with it. All the metaphors, similes, allusions, and everything else really tie in together and work magic all on there own. When you just have a writer telling you a story then it doesn't really catch the idea of giving you something to think about. Telling a story does not involve much thought at all, people tell stories all the time but when you use outstanding language and put some thought before you tell the story it becomes something more. Language and the way you tell a story makes it a good read and something entertaining.
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
At first when Alice Walker is searching for her she does not realize what she is in for. When she finds just the smallest fact she gets extremely excited even if she did lie about being her niece. She does not really know what to expect so everything is a surprise to her and when she finds the grave she is completely upset because of how bad that it looks. And when Mrs. Sarah tells her she dies of malnutrition she gets very upset. It is not until she talks to Dr. Benton that she gets the truth of how she really died and how she really lived her life. Zora Neale Hurston was not a skinny lady, she loved to eat food, and she died of a stoke and when she had one she was never able to write because she could not focus on anything. She was a great woman, or so the people that knew about her say. She is not taught in the schools in Eatonville because most people did not agree with what she thought and what she believed in. It is sad that nowadays people do not know about the great person that walked the very same streets that they do now.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Janie's Blues
What am I supposed to do
To get rid of all these blues?
I get abused everyday
But he tells me that there's no other way.
He hits me across the face
He never lets me have my space.
His words hurt like knives
And I wish I had another life.
I just don't know what to do
About all these stinking blues!
To get rid of all these blues?
I get abused everyday
But he tells me that there's no other way.
He hits me across the face
He never lets me have my space.
His words hurt like knives
And I wish I had another life.
I just don't know what to do
About all these stinking blues!
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Years Coming
"There are years that ask questions and years that answer."
When we are young we often ask questions but never answers. As a female we ask questions about our body and males often do the same. We usually never get the answers because our parents say we are not ready but as we get older and experience these situations on our own we get answers to things that we never knew. For Janie she wants to know what the upcoming year will bring, questions or answers. She knows for a fact that she is happy with her new husband but everyone around her had a million questions and at one point so did she. This next year she will receive the answers she has been waiting for. She will learn the importance of love and she will be able to tell what it is that is best for her and what is not so good.
When we are young we often ask questions but never answers. As a female we ask questions about our body and males often do the same. We usually never get the answers because our parents say we are not ready but as we get older and experience these situations on our own we get answers to things that we never knew. For Janie she wants to know what the upcoming year will bring, questions or answers. She knows for a fact that she is happy with her new husband but everyone around her had a million questions and at one point so did she. This next year she will receive the answers she has been waiting for. She will learn the importance of love and she will be able to tell what it is that is best for her and what is not so good.
Friday, November 16, 2012
No One Tells Me Who I Can Marry
At least one person in my family should have a say in who I marry..... Probably not! Back in the day you would have to get approval to marry someone and some countries today still do that but here in the U.S. we are free to marry who we want. And yes there might be some families here that still live by these customs and that is what usually makes them unhappy.
My parents have always told me that I should do what ever makes me happy and I should be with whoever makes me happy and that's what I plan to do. I don't need approval from anyone in my family about who I am going to marry, if they happen to have a problem with the man I marry they can tell me but they will have to deal with it. If someone in my family has a problem I am not going to to change my life to make them happy.
I am in charge of my own life and they cannot tell me who I can a cannot be with. If I am truly happy then they should be happy for me. I should be able to marry who I want when I want and no one should be able to stop me.
My parents have always told me that I should do what ever makes me happy and I should be with whoever makes me happy and that's what I plan to do. I don't need approval from anyone in my family about who I am going to marry, if they happen to have a problem with the man I marry they can tell me but they will have to deal with it. If someone in my family has a problem I am not going to to change my life to make them happy.
I am in charge of my own life and they cannot tell me who I can a cannot be with. If I am truly happy then they should be happy for me. I should be able to marry who I want when I want and no one should be able to stop me.
Monday, October 22, 2012
Gatsby Questions
What is the meaning of the car accident in front of Gatsby's house?
Why is nick listing all the people at Gatsby's party?
Who did Tom slap and why?
Why did Gatsby leave when Nick introduced him to Tom?
Why is nick listing all the people at Gatsby's party?
Who did Tom slap and why?
Why did Gatsby leave when Nick introduced him to Tom?
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Infinite Hope
He didn’t say any more,
But we’ve always been unusually communicative in a reserved way,
And I understood that he meant a great deal more than that.
In consequence,
I’m inclined to reserve all judgments,
A habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores.
The abnormal mind is quick to detect and attach itself to this quality when it appears in a normal person,
And so it came about that in college I was unjustly accused of being a politician,
Because I was privy to the secret griefs of wild, unknown men.
Most of the confidences were unsought — frequently I have feigned sleep, preoccupation, or a hostile levity when I realized by some unmistakable sign that an intimate revelation was quivering on the horizon;
For the intimate revelations of young men,
Or at least the terms in which they express them,
Are usually plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions.
Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope.
I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that,
As my father snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat,
A sense of the fundamental decencies is parcelled out unequally at birth.
But we’ve always been unusually communicative in a reserved way,
And I understood that he meant a great deal more than that.
In consequence,
I’m inclined to reserve all judgments,
A habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores.
The abnormal mind is quick to detect and attach itself to this quality when it appears in a normal person,
And so it came about that in college I was unjustly accused of being a politician,
Because I was privy to the secret griefs of wild, unknown men.
Most of the confidences were unsought — frequently I have feigned sleep, preoccupation, or a hostile levity when I realized by some unmistakable sign that an intimate revelation was quivering on the horizon;
For the intimate revelations of young men,
Or at least the terms in which they express them,
Are usually plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions.
Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope.
I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that,
As my father snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat,
A sense of the fundamental decencies is parcelled out unequally at birth.
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