#3 Movie Post ¨To Kill a Mockingbird."

    Watching To Kill a Mockingbird for the first time I was actually interested. When the movie first started I was confused because of the children and the title everything seemed strange. I was captivated by the little girl and boy and how open minded they were even with their dad. Atticus was also opened minded when he defended the African American man from the court and being charged with rape. My favorite part of the movie was when Boo saved the kids and they showed that he really wasn't a bad guy. This movie showed me that not everyone is bad and also rumors are not to be listened to. The fact that the innocent black man was charged with rape when he didn't committee the crime really bothered me because there was literally no evidence to prove that he was guilty and the fact that the judges didn't even look into that really pissed me off. His lawyer tried everything and I think that is what upsets me. This kind of reminds me of the problems we still have in our society. We aren't equal and I think Atticus tried his best changing that. You can tell the white man that spit on his was feeling offended that he wasn't defending his wife (a white women) rather a black man. This movie showed that people will always be judged based off society and what it has to offer but also that someone, somewhere would be willing to help and listen and try to protect.

#2 Movie Post "Precious"

The movie Precious was very gruesome, I've watched this movie once before and it made me upset watching it because of how the mother treated Precious but watching it for a second time made me angry. I hate the way the mother spoke to Precious. It made me feel sick to my stomach. I think the way Precious imagined her future and thought of it gave her the chance to step up for herself. Also people question why Precious might have stayed with her mom although she had treated her poorly but I think it's because her mother was all she knew and that she couldn't just leave, especially because she was pregnant. I also made it seem like Precious' mother was jealous of Precious because the father had raped her and had got her pregnant twice. When seeing that Precious couldn't rely on her mom but had to leave was upset. I think the teacher helped Precious see everything in a different life. That Precious finally wanted to take control of her life and not be controlled and treated like trash by her mother. This movie seems to show how someone in the hood lives and how hard she's been trying to get her life together. It also shows the lack of eduaction.

#1 Movie Blogpost: REBEL

Rebel the movie by Anthony was interesting and touched base on a lot of issues teenagers endure through their young years of high school. I think the opening scene was important because as the clip was rolling it was showing the main character smoking and being aggressive which gets a huge point across, Anthony did a good job at introducing the characters. Getting the main characters parents involved was an important move regarding how the child acts. Also having the principal play a role in teaching the students is great because we see the support the children are getting from both family and school. Although they don't show enough support through the child's eyes it's still very important to witness them in the child's life. I liked the way the camera was shot in many of the shots because the effects are amazing. I think they catch the viewers attention and it doesn't get boring while watching, the editing was great and the story line kept me interested. I think the character's picked made the perfect story because it wasn't steroteypical. It actually referred to real life problems the teen was facing. The issue with girls, friends and bullies all makes perfect sense. IT HAPPENS A LOT. And I think Anthony was trying to address issues that occur by making his main character a guy that is reckless and doesn't care for his family. We see that although things occur that make the main character reckless we also see his heart because of the way he acts after a guy was killed. I think this goes to show everyone goes through a tough phase and eventually they learn from it.

The Forge by Seamus Heaney Blog #12 Poem #8

All I know is a door into the dark.
Outside, old axles and iron hoops rusting;
Inside, the hammered anvil’s short-pitched ring,
The unpredictable fantail of sparks
Or hiss when a new shoe toughens in water.
The anvil must be somewhere in the centre,
Horned as a unicorn, at one end and square,
Set there immoveable: an altar
Where he expends himself in shape and music.
Sometimes, leather-aproned, hairs in his nose,
He leans out on the jamb, recalls a clatter
Of hoofs where traffic is flashing in rows;
Then grunts and goes in, with a slam and flick
To beat real iron out, to work the bellows.

This poem makes me think of a old memory that someone is recalling and reminiscing on. In a way the way it's being described I think of something rusty and old but it also makes it a light poem because although it starts out talking about the dark door we realize that it's not as dark. It's a joyful memory in the narrators life. The way they describe the "fantail of sparks." demonstrate something important. The poem isn't recalling a terrible memory but a memory they can smile about. When I read the poem I thought of a child remembering the things that the family had kept in the shed and how the father would do things while the child watched. It's almost a simple memory that puts a smile on the narrators face because of just how simple it is. I thought of simple memories I have with my family and they also make me smile. This is exactly how I see the narrator, smiling while remembering the significant moment in their life. It's interesting that all the ways the narrator describes the memory happen to not be dull. They interest me and when I read it for the second time I saw the beauty it holds. The description of the sounds, the grunts, it's unique. I enjoyed the poem. 

William Wordsworth, “The world is too much with us” #7

The World Is Too Much With Us

BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

The world is too much with us; late and soon,

Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;—

Little we see in Nature that is ours;

We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!

This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;

The winds that will be howling at all hours,

And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;

For this, for everything, we are out of tune;

It moves us not. Great God! I’d rather be

A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;

So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,

Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;

Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;

Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.

When reading this poem I thought about the society we live in and how the author is trying to depict that we're not appreciating everything around us. The nature is avoided, we're always rushing with life that we miss the most beautiful things. Where the author says "For this, for everything, we are out of tune." is practically my favorite line in the entire poem. I feel like here he is saying that we're doing everything so wrong. Almost like strings when I play the cello, if I play the piece wrong and my notes are out of tune the beauty of the piece isn't present and I think that's exactly what the author is trying to show us. When the author also says "Little do we see in Nature that is ours." I think of this as we have the freedom to embrace something free but we don' t. In our world we're worried about the money, the clothes, the social class. We completely shut out everything free and unique around us. But it also made me think that we survive with the nature. Without it we would be dead...so why aren't we thankful for it? I find this poem so different because this doesn't talk about the love for an individual but the love for the world, the beautiful nature around us. 

The Youngest Daughter BY CATHY SONG #6

The Youngest Daughter

BY CATHY SONG

The sky has been dark

for many years.

My skin has become as damp

and pale as rice paper

and feels the way

mother’s used to before the drying sun   

parched it out there in the fields.

      Lately, when I touch my eyelids,

my hands react as if

I had just touched something

hot enough to burn.

My skin, aspirin colored,   

tingles with migraine. Mother

has been massaging the left side of my face   

especially in the evenings   

when the pain flares up.

This morning

her breathing was graveled,

her voice gruff with affection   

when I wheeled her into the bath.   

She was in a good humor,

making jokes about her great breasts,   

floating in the milky water

like two walruses,

flaccid and whiskered around the nipples.   

I scrubbed them with a sour taste   

in my mouth, thinking:

six children and an old man

have sucked from these brown nipples.

I was almost tender

when I came to the blue bruises

that freckle her body,

places where she has been injecting insulin   

for thirty years. I soaped her slowly,

she sighed deeply, her eyes closed.

It seems it has always

been like this: the two of us

in this sunless room,

the splashing of the bathwater.

In the afternoons

when she has rested,

she prepares our ritual of tea and rice,   

garnished with a shred of gingered fish,

a slice of pickled turnip,

a token for my white body.   

We eat in the familiar silence.

She knows I am not to be trusted,   

even now planning my escape.   

As I toast to her health

with the tea she has poured,

a thousand cranes curtain the window,

fly up in a sudden breeze.

This poem happens to be one of my favorites and I can't explain why but I think because it seems to describe the relationship of a mother and daughter. When I first read the poem a thought of the death of a mother because the daughter was describing her as sick. She made me visualize the way her mother had diabetes and couldn't take care of herself. I also came across the thought that the daughter was white because of the way she describes her skin as pale. What confused me was the way she was taking care of her mother. I believe of african american culture? Something in this poem keeps throwing me off. I think its when she says "She knows I am not to be trusted." BUT WHY? I'm so lost. She seems to be her mothers caregiver but she isn't trusted. She literally bathes her. I mean I'd give trust to someone that bathed me and took care of me on a daily basis. I think i'm over thinking a bit but every time I read this poem that line just throws me off completely. The way the mother's body is becoming old seems to be symbolic because the narrator talks about how she herself is having problems with her own skin. This poem interests me. At one point I thought of this to be a little after the time of slavery because of the way the daughter says that her skin feels like her mothers skin when she worked the fields. 

“To My Dear and Loving Husband” #5

If ever two were one, then surely we.

If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.

If ever wife was happy in a man,

Compare with me, ye women, if you can.

I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,

Or all the riches that the East doth hold.

My love is such that rivers cannot quench,

Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.

Thy love is such I can no way repay;

The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.

Then while we live, in love let’s so persever,

That when we live no more, we may live ever.

This poem is about love and the strong love a wife has for her husband. It was actually so beautiful when I first read it. The beginning was interesting in a sense where the wife confesses her love and how lucky she is to have a husband like hers. What I found creative about this poem was the amount of confidence the wife had while talking about the love her husband had for her. When reading the poem it almost made you envy the wife for having such a wonderful husband. In the poem when it said "My love is such that rivers cannot quench" I thought of how strong the love of this couple must be. The fact that her emotions are so alive as well as his is so unique. At first when I read the poem I thought about how it must feel to be so in love and how in our generation love is lost so it's weird to see a male so captivated by his wife. Also obsession crossed my mind because we never get to hear what her husband says, only what she tells us about him. So my essential thought was that she wanted to make her husband seem in love because he probably didn't act it so she created a sort of persona for him.