Wednesday, May 25, 2011

The Lord of the Flies: Movie vs. Book

Harry Hook's movie based on The Lord of the Flies by William Golding is very different from he original book because, the boys were not British, and Simon was killed for a different reason in the movie compared to the book.

In the beginning of the book The Lord of the Flies, Piggy gave the idea of choosing a chief. By choosing a chief, the author tried to show how the boys still needed come sort of an adult figure because they are afraid of making the wrong decision. Choosing Ralph as chief also shows the tension of Jack wanting the power which brings them to a point of separation between the group. In the movie, the boys were in a military school which already made Ralph chief for being in a higher rank than the other boys. This change does not show the real meaning of it and how this made the groups separate.

The boys, in the movie, oppose to the book, come from the United States. The book tells us the boys were from England because William Golding wanted to show the drastic change of civilized young boys to savages. The book also takes place in World War II when the boys were evacuating England, but the airplane got shot and crashed on the island. William Golding made an allegory of this situation with World War II to show how it also changed their way of being civilized to becoming savages. It also compares Jack's tribe after separation from Ralph's group to Hitler with the Nazi's because both groups will kill anyone who is against their tribe/group.

As the movie comes to an end, Simon was killed for a different reason. In the movie, Simon was killed by running with a glow stick to warn the boys about there being no beast. In the book, Simon was killed because of his appearance because his face was covered in blood and mud which made the boys think it was he beast when actually it was Simon. This also goes with the boys becoming savages. This change does not go with the book and just takes away the real meaning of the boys becoming complete savages after killing Simon.

Between Harry Hook's version of The Lord of the Flies and the book by William Golding, their differences are very noticeable: such as the boys not choosing a chief in the beginning, the boys not being from England, and how Simon was killed for a different reason.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

The Lord of the Flies Tanka

A view to a death.
What he was to us, Jesus.
Fighting for the specs,
They all want to bring him down,
but they will all die trying.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

You Can't Have it All

but you can have almond shaped,
and puffy brown hair like the size of Russia
when smooth hair ties break.
You can have the push of an eleven-year-old brother,
but forgives and makes you forget.
You can have the picture of your dog
as a tear splashes on it, and you say
I wish you were here.
You can have parents distant from each other,
but can still keep the family united
like a house of cards. Even if it starts to fall apart.
You can have a trip to Salvador after catching a cold.
As the plane goes higher in the blue sky,
the pressure crushes my teeth like bulldozer
crushing Earth.
You can have the sound of the waves crash
on the ocean deck, and mosquito bites on your skin
like chicken pocks on a sunny hot day.
You can have homemade sushi for dinner
turn into food poison, and not take a bit out of anything
for three days straight.
You can have one of the most coolest, most worst spring break ever,
but you can have the feeling of relief when you come home,
and the sweet soft touch of the bed sheets
that make you sleep until school starts again.

Poetry Notebook

Every Note Counts
selected by Caterina Aragon

Description
Music can change they way you feel in those days when you really need it. The kind of genre you like shows your personality like Pop, or Death Metal, or Classical. All music is played for the singer and audience to enjoy its melody and lyrics, and to change your mood if you have had one of those dark days. Music will always be carried in you MP3 player inside your pocket no matter where you are.

Synopsis
The poems in this notebook will be about music.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Lemon Freeze-Benjamin Moore-2025 50

The gentle light breeze
pushes my hair back
softly, slowly, swiftly.
The sun shined and glimmered
like diamonds
on the buildings and monuments
of the beautiful Italy.

Each green leaf swayed
with the wind,
and the serene ice cream shop
is encompassed by people
who wish to get
the sweet gelato.

I get a lemon popsicle.
I get it all the time.
It's like my breakfast,
the important meal of the day.

The sweet taste
of the lemon popsicle,
the color of
a garden of leaves,
fills my mouth with delight,
and refreshes my throat.
You should try stracchiatella
or yogurt
or mint!
My brother says.
He taps my shoulder
with his thick-tree-branch fingers.

I ignore him.
He pulls my headphones,
I put them back in,
I roll my eyes,
and walk away.

His furry
was the fire
that burns a whole forest,
like the Atlantic ocean
once you reach
the open sea.

What joy
the taste of a frozen lemon
held by a popsicle stick!

You sour queen,
I hear my brother say.
I giggle,
and pick up the pace
as I reach
the green, gorgeous park
where I,
the sour queen,
can enjoy
this popsicle.



Thursday, April 14, 2011

The Color of Water


The Color of Water: A Black Man's Tribute to His White Mother by James McBride

Publisher: The Berkley Publishing Group

Genre: Memoir

Where I got it: It was recommended to me by Mrs. Meadows.

One Sentence Summary: As a little kid, James McBride has had to live with his Jewish mother and his eleven other siblings without a father, and as his mother tells him her story of how she found herself with her two dead husbands and her twelve kids, James tells us how this is impacting his life as a growing child by the way he lives discovering thing such as alcohol, drugs, and the way he should live his life.

First sentence of the book: I'm dead.

First Chapter Review: Rachel-James's mother- tells us how she doesn't belong in her Jewish family anymore after running away from her house in the South. Her father was a very serious man who cared about the money, and really never cared about his handicap wife as he takes care of the shop they had. Rachel and her little sister, Dee Dee, are the only ones to take care of her mother, but Rachel had the biggest responsibility as the oldest sister to do the chores and clean the shop. One day she decided to escape and live her life in New York leaving her past as a Jewish girl.

Verdict: I seriously adore this book because of how James and his mother really connect as mother and son. Their experience make the book delightful to read.

Cover Comments: The cover shows a picture of James, his mother, and his little sister. He is sort of distant from his mother, in the picture, compared to his sister which shows how his mother always pushed him aside so he could realize himself how his life should go.


Monday, April 11, 2011

We Want to Go Home

We want to go home


The only place

where the sweet sound

of our mothers voice

Echoes through the walls.


We want to go home


If we get stuck

on a tree

or lost

in the big city,

our fathers’,

with their paled pink skin,

would bring us together

Again.


We want to go home


I wish my auntie was here.

I wish my father...

Oh, whats the use!


We want to go home


The conch,

with its smooth paled pink color,

so pure,

so innocent,

Is all we got.


We want to go home


That conch,

sitting on that rock,

brings us together

as the world cracks

and we drown

In the deep dark blue sea.


We want to go home.


That’s all we want.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Where I'm From

I'm from the kitchen,
from Barilla
and wooden spoons.

I'm from the oven,
black on the outside,
burning fire on the inside.

I'm from the basil plantations,
the garden where tomatoes grow
to pick the best ones
to make the sauce.

I'm from family dinners,
and Christmas presents,
from Maria and Miguel,
from the Aragon family.

I'm from screaming,
shrieking,
and the tobacco smelling bed-sheets.

From "don't touch that knife"
and "be organized".

I'm from a family
who was forced
to be Christian,
but lets me be what I want,
from seafood pasta and cream,
a forbidden combination.

From the talks in the car
about politics with mom,
the back pains,
and hard-workers.

I'm from that small tree
where each leaf
is a different color,
from that short branch
where my leaf stands there... alone.



Tuesday, March 15, 2011

CNN Student News

Hi, I'm Carl Azus and this is CNN Student News. I hope you enjoy this new fifteen minute, no commercial headline.

Nobody ever expected such catastrophic disaster to happen to the second most industrial country in Asia.

It happened in Sendai, Japan at 2:36 pm in March 10th, 2011. An 8.9 magnitude earthquake struck the city of Sendai leaving pieces of broken houses, and buildings around the city. Many Japanese people are left homeless by this earthquake and more than ten thousand men and women are reported missing. Family members are felling a pang of fear and preoccupation for the missing loved ones. But that was not the worst part.

A capacious amount of water--that used to be beautiful azure water-- flooded the Northern part of Japan. The tsunami never decelerated, but it flooded the streets with debris, cars, and boats as citizens tried to go on roof tops or find a high level point to be safe from the abhorring water.

This tsunami did not facilitate things for the Japanese rescuers. Every single second is crucial for them to find the missing victims of this atrocious disaster. There is no time to banter around, but the fastidious parts of broken houses and wood make it hard for them to find these people and get them medical help.

Barack Obama knew it was important for the U.S.A. had to help Japan. The Red Cross, SWAT team, and the Ronald Reagan ship (which is deploying food and water supplies to Japan) were sent there to proceed on the rescue for the missing people. The SWAT team used grapples to bring down a group to take the injured victims to a capacious hospital that will assist them as soon as possible.

More adept SWAT teams and soldiers around the world are starting to help Japan to find the trapped victims, but even is the victims are not audible, rescuers from around the world will do everything to find them and save their lives.

I’m Carl Azus and this is CNN Student News. Thank you for watching.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Book Review


Girl, Interrupted by Susanna Kaysen

Girl, Interrupted has the meaning of Susanna’s life being interrupted all of the sudden. She had to go to rehabilitation because of depression and suicidal thoughts, which turned her life around and she discovers things she has never imagined before. One day, Susanna went to Fricks, which was like an art museum, and she notices a painting where this girl was sitting in her music class and her teacher was trying to get her attention, but the girl didn’t want to be in that class.

When Susanna sees this painting, her life is protracted in her mind and she realizes that her life was also interrupted too, when she was seventeen.

The memoir is about Susanna Kaysen, who was sent to a hospital because of her depression and her thoughts of suicide and she tells about her days there.

The memoir is organized in a way that shows how she first got involved in the hospital, then her thoughts about it and why she went there. Then she writes about her experience in the hospital and the people she meets. After that, she writes her thoughts again about the hospital and describes how they have affected her life. Later, in the book, she talks about what she wants to be and decides how her life is going to go in the future and if she wants to get married or be alone. Sometimes, Susanna puts some records and voluntary applications papers that were given to her when she left the hospital.

The memoirist came to realize how she wanted to go on with her life with no one there for her. She was very independent because she felt like nobody understood her and she kept on realizing it when she grew into a woman. Also, she starts to realize how life gets difficult when you have a bigger issue. Her surroundings change as her days pass in the hospital. She meets and sees girls that are crazy, schizophrenic, depressed, etc… Almost all the things she realizes are about how you don’t have freedom, how things are better in a way, and how she wants her life to go.

Lines We Love:

“I needed to be alone, I felt. I wanted to be going on alone to my future.” Pg. 136

“Interrupted at her music: as my life had been, interrupted in the music of being seventeen.” Pg. 167

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

What I Believe


I believe life is about the money.
It makes the world go round.

I believe there is no difference
between school and a job.
Work has to be done and turned in on time.

I believe school should start in the afternoon.
The morning is for sleeping.

I believe homework is
your worst nightmare.

I believe that listening to music
makes you concentrate more.

I believe twirling my hair
gives me ideas.

I believe Saturday is a Superhero.
It saves you
from five days of stress.

I believe you should have dessert
before dinner.
It makes life sweet.

I believe life is nothing
with an empty refrigerator.

I believe being skinny
makes life easier.

No worries for
clothes size, bikinis, and pants.

So I start today to loose weight,
but yesterday I made a mistake....

I say goodbye
to the big Hershey's kiss
I ate that night.




Monday, January 31, 2011

How the Nutcracker can Crack Your Head




















I was walking inside the theater and noticed how all the people were greeting each and every guest. They would stand up and shake hands, but I would just sit down with an abhorring face.

Today was suppose to be the new episode of "Two and a Half Men", but my mother dragged me all the way here to watch "The Nutcracker". My mother and I were having a great dissension, but as always, my mother one the battle. I like to watch a ballet, but as I saw the back stage video of the ballet and saw all these little girls jumping all over the ballet studio, I started to think that this would be a disaster.

The lights dimmed down and the curtains opened. As the ballet start and all the ballerinas assimilated the stage, I started being meticulous about the ballerinas moves. I was hoping for them to fall on the floor because of their ballet shoes, but then I saw all the smiles in each face and how they were having so much fun even if they weren't coordinated. All of them looked adorable even if you were in the back row.

I didn't want the ending to come soon, but because I had so much fun, time flied like birds in the sky. All the little girls came up in front of the stage and bowed with a smile on each face. I stood up and the whole public lionized the ballerinas as if they were movie stars.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

The Bosses of My World


I tried to run as fast as I could so I wouldn't be apprehended. I dashed and tried to find my way out into a safe place where no one could see me, so I wouldn't be hit with pillows and teddy bears. Even if they were small, they had already a conspiracy against my rules.

I'm suppose to be the boss of this place. Where my rules have to be followed with no one who would dare to protest. But as the gang of the chocolate chip cookies and "I want to watch Discovery Kids" comes in, my world becomes an anarchy. They become the bosses of what use to be my world. But when eight thirty strikes on the clock that hangs on the wall, the gang drops to the bed and sleep. Thats when peace comes back again.

God, I hate babysitting!