1) Adventure is best when fighting monsters.
2) Afternoon tea tastes rich in England.
3) Zombie apocalypse starts with uncured virus.
4) Collectible figures sold at high price.
5) Batman's parents died in the alley.
6) Chinatown sells green tea pocky snacks.
Friday, September 26, 2014
Thursday, September 18, 2014
John Proctor: Hero or Stooge
To be honest, John Proctor has been depicted in many different ways through out The Crucible. In my opinion, I would not categorize John Proctor as a hero or stooge, but more in between those. He is one of the main characters in the play whose role instantly changes. What makes John Proctor a stooge is for him not being as honest to himself or to others. As they say, honest is the best policy. However, it seems like people in Salem have a hard time determining what is the actual truth in the witch trials. This all started in the beginning of Act II as it shows the poor relationship the Proctor has towards his wife Elizabeth. If Proctor was more honest towards his wife, then she wouldn't have as much trust issues as it does. The main reason for why John Proctor is going to court is to save his own wife and not anybody else. If Elizabeth was not being accused as a witch, then perhaps he wouldn't have bother to go to Salem or would input as little opinion as possible to the people who are being claimed to be witches. Then again, this whole problem revolves about him having an affair with Abigail. If he went right away and told the truth about why Abigail was being a complete liar and pointing a finger at innocent people then perhaps not as many people would have been hung for being witches.
Now, the only time I saw John Proctor as a hero was after he came into the court to save his wife. He did end up revealing his affair to the court to only then to be dismissed aimlessly by the judge. Yet he was quite persistent and reasonable person when it came to the truth. He tries to help Giles in proving that Putnam is accusing people of being witches for him to be able to get more land. Proctor also makes Mary Warren declare her deposition in not seeing satan at all. That all the antics the girls created was just for them not to get in trouble. Even when Abigail starts screaming about Mary Warren sending her spirit, Proctor keeps repeating that Mary is doing no such thing and are only acting. The scene that captivates the proctor as being a major hero is towards the end of the play. Proctor has been given a chance to testify that he is with God and that he has seen the devil. In doing so, he will not be hung for being a witch, that is until he is forced to sign a paper to prove of what he testified. Proctor of course refused to let this paper be seen by everybody and blacken more of his name then it already is. In a way Proctor died with dignity and did not betray the other people who are convicted of being witches and refuse to confess.
Now, the only time I saw John Proctor as a hero was after he came into the court to save his wife. He did end up revealing his affair to the court to only then to be dismissed aimlessly by the judge. Yet he was quite persistent and reasonable person when it came to the truth. He tries to help Giles in proving that Putnam is accusing people of being witches for him to be able to get more land. Proctor also makes Mary Warren declare her deposition in not seeing satan at all. That all the antics the girls created was just for them not to get in trouble. Even when Abigail starts screaming about Mary Warren sending her spirit, Proctor keeps repeating that Mary is doing no such thing and are only acting. The scene that captivates the proctor as being a major hero is towards the end of the play. Proctor has been given a chance to testify that he is with God and that he has seen the devil. In doing so, he will not be hung for being a witch, that is until he is forced to sign a paper to prove of what he testified. Proctor of course refused to let this paper be seen by everybody and blacken more of his name then it already is. In a way Proctor died with dignity and did not betray the other people who are convicted of being witches and refuse to confess.
Saturday, September 13, 2014
Arrivals... There Goes The Neighborhood"
Point of View: Native American
As I looked onward, I see more strange men come onto the land. We greet them with the same manners as if a relative came to visit, meaning we show them hospitality but on the inside we will be groaning. They come in large structure that roam across the seas. Could these people possibly be from the skies and come in to bring us support? I was wrong, these people were not the heavenly spirits that we know of. They come in and take the land that was mean to be used for enjoyment and tradition into a pice of property. I find it quite disgraceful of these so called "explorers" come in and can simply take land as if it were something to take ownership of. I look on and disapprove of this actions as they are slowly making us break from our kinship and clans that took years to form.
A man named Columbus came off from the large structure and spoke a strange language. He was dressed in strange thin clothing that was far different from what I was wearing. The fur from the buffalo covered me and helped me survive the harsh cold winters, but with the clothing that he was wearing he would not be able to withstand the winter. The others in my clan were amazed by all of the new technology that these travelers from the seas brought. I would be lying if I said I wasn't amazed by it too. These people seem very advance, rather than spirits of nature, could they possibly be from the future? Is this what is waiting for us in the future? If it is so, then I am not anticipating for it. Columbus continued on, speaking his weird gibberish when suddenly another person stepped in and spoke our tribal language. A sense of relief settled in me, but that does not mean my guard was let down. As I looked at others in my tribe, they hurriedly gave these strange people gifts such as fur and various foods to them. I offered them some of the beads that the tribe makes and they took it hungrily, as if wanting more gifts. One man stepped towards me taking one of my ears into their hand and touched my golden earring. I suddenly froze at the sudden contact when my mother stepped in front of me and offered the man some herbs and spices. I sighed in relief. These aliens show weird manners and it disgusts me on the inside. I can not rebel against these people that have encountered the land because the rest of my clan seem to find them fascinating. I shall remain silent in the meantime and handle these people calmly until they leave.
I was soon bedazzled by a strange object called the compass. It is so new to me that I have no idea how to describe it. It was round and had sticks on the inside. Whenever I moved to a certain direction, the sticks in the compass would also move towards a drawing. This must possibly be a way of the spirits saying in which direction the nature spirits show great strength and happiness. I decided to barter this for the buffalo fur that I own to the aliens. They gladly took it. My point of view of them made me change my view of them positively, that is until they started claiming land and taking control. We were forced to tell them where other clans can be found and give them most of the items that we owned for them as gifts. Few men would stay while Columbus and his other followers left on the waters, taking some of the member from my kinship. I wept as I saw them go, surely I would never see them again. Despair swept my home as no more music or oral stories were being told. Festive celebrations and hunting would soon cease as labor and "farming" took over. I wonder what the future holds now. I wish they didn't decide to come and stay in our land an disrespected the nature spirits...
There goes the land now.
As I looked onward, I see more strange men come onto the land. We greet them with the same manners as if a relative came to visit, meaning we show them hospitality but on the inside we will be groaning. They come in large structure that roam across the seas. Could these people possibly be from the skies and come in to bring us support? I was wrong, these people were not the heavenly spirits that we know of. They come in and take the land that was mean to be used for enjoyment and tradition into a pice of property. I find it quite disgraceful of these so called "explorers" come in and can simply take land as if it were something to take ownership of. I look on and disapprove of this actions as they are slowly making us break from our kinship and clans that took years to form.
A man named Columbus came off from the large structure and spoke a strange language. He was dressed in strange thin clothing that was far different from what I was wearing. The fur from the buffalo covered me and helped me survive the harsh cold winters, but with the clothing that he was wearing he would not be able to withstand the winter. The others in my clan were amazed by all of the new technology that these travelers from the seas brought. I would be lying if I said I wasn't amazed by it too. These people seem very advance, rather than spirits of nature, could they possibly be from the future? Is this what is waiting for us in the future? If it is so, then I am not anticipating for it. Columbus continued on, speaking his weird gibberish when suddenly another person stepped in and spoke our tribal language. A sense of relief settled in me, but that does not mean my guard was let down. As I looked at others in my tribe, they hurriedly gave these strange people gifts such as fur and various foods to them. I offered them some of the beads that the tribe makes and they took it hungrily, as if wanting more gifts. One man stepped towards me taking one of my ears into their hand and touched my golden earring. I suddenly froze at the sudden contact when my mother stepped in front of me and offered the man some herbs and spices. I sighed in relief. These aliens show weird manners and it disgusts me on the inside. I can not rebel against these people that have encountered the land because the rest of my clan seem to find them fascinating. I shall remain silent in the meantime and handle these people calmly until they leave.
I was soon bedazzled by a strange object called the compass. It is so new to me that I have no idea how to describe it. It was round and had sticks on the inside. Whenever I moved to a certain direction, the sticks in the compass would also move towards a drawing. This must possibly be a way of the spirits saying in which direction the nature spirits show great strength and happiness. I decided to barter this for the buffalo fur that I own to the aliens. They gladly took it. My point of view of them made me change my view of them positively, that is until they started claiming land and taking control. We were forced to tell them where other clans can be found and give them most of the items that we owned for them as gifts. Few men would stay while Columbus and his other followers left on the waters, taking some of the member from my kinship. I wept as I saw them go, surely I would never see them again. Despair swept my home as no more music or oral stories were being told. Festive celebrations and hunting would soon cease as labor and "farming" took over. I wonder what the future holds now. I wish they didn't decide to come and stay in our land an disrespected the nature spirits...
There goes the land now.
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Me
Alexis Gonzalez
English- 1st
Well, as you already know, I am a thriving "starving" artist. Whenever I have free time I tend to sketch
a lot and I cover most of my stuff with my artwork. I tend to think creatively and have everything look colorful. Knowing the passion I have towards artwork and for the people who support me on Deviantart (a website where anybody can display their artwork), I want to strive to become an animator. On the side from my drawings, I also enjoy reading as a side hobby. I have a small library in my room filled with books, most of them written by James Patterson. Another side career I would like to have in the future is becoming a writer and have readers crave for my stories. I already have a few stories written out, the only challenge is to being able to end the story. There are times when I get writers block a lot to the point where I just can't continue my stories.
I'm also a huge fan of Batman. I have been for quite a few years, collecting comic books whenever I get the chance to go to Barnes and Nobles or a comic book shop. I would also collect figures if I could, but I'm quite low and horrible at saving money that I could never be able to buy a Batman collectible. It makes me cry deep in the inside. However, for my huge fandom on Batman, I had took under a username of AlexisBatman because why not? It has a really nice ring to it, and most people that I'm close to call me AlexisBatman. I hope it won't bother you in any way if I draw the Batman logo by my name because I will be constantly doing that.
To be honest, I have been quite scared of entering a new year in Whitney Young because of my previous freshman year that has discourages me a lot. I am not trying to get deep and personal here, but let's just say I was depressed for quiet a while and I thought, "Wow, I think my artwork isn't good enough for the world to see." Thanks to being your class, I have a new view of myself and I feel like this is going to be a good year. This might not be my weekend, but it will be my year (song reference...I like to listen to a lot of inspiring songs). When I heard you tell me that "Please say that the world needs art," I was quite a bit shocked to hear that. I was a bit nervous at first when I entered your classroom because I am the shy and quiet student but I'm striving to break out of my shyness this year. You have tremendously helped me when you told me that because for once I feel like I can express myself in class and my opinions would not be invalid. I hope that this English class will be as fun as I think it will be with a bit of a challenge.
English- 1st
Well, as you already know, I am a thriving "starving" artist. Whenever I have free time I tend to sketch
a lot and I cover most of my stuff with my artwork. I tend to think creatively and have everything look colorful. Knowing the passion I have towards artwork and for the people who support me on Deviantart (a website where anybody can display their artwork), I want to strive to become an animator. On the side from my drawings, I also enjoy reading as a side hobby. I have a small library in my room filled with books, most of them written by James Patterson. Another side career I would like to have in the future is becoming a writer and have readers crave for my stories. I already have a few stories written out, the only challenge is to being able to end the story. There are times when I get writers block a lot to the point where I just can't continue my stories.
I'm also a huge fan of Batman. I have been for quite a few years, collecting comic books whenever I get the chance to go to Barnes and Nobles or a comic book shop. I would also collect figures if I could, but I'm quite low and horrible at saving money that I could never be able to buy a Batman collectible. It makes me cry deep in the inside. However, for my huge fandom on Batman, I had took under a username of AlexisBatman because why not? It has a really nice ring to it, and most people that I'm close to call me AlexisBatman. I hope it won't bother you in any way if I draw the Batman logo by my name because I will be constantly doing that.
To be honest, I have been quite scared of entering a new year in Whitney Young because of my previous freshman year that has discourages me a lot. I am not trying to get deep and personal here, but let's just say I was depressed for quiet a while and I thought, "Wow, I think my artwork isn't good enough for the world to see." Thanks to being your class, I have a new view of myself and I feel like this is going to be a good year. This might not be my weekend, but it will be my year (song reference...I like to listen to a lot of inspiring songs). When I heard you tell me that "Please say that the world needs art," I was quite a bit shocked to hear that. I was a bit nervous at first when I entered your classroom because I am the shy and quiet student but I'm striving to break out of my shyness this year. You have tremendously helped me when you told me that because for once I feel like I can express myself in class and my opinions would not be invalid. I hope that this English class will be as fun as I think it will be with a bit of a challenge.
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