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.

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.

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.

• Hymn to God, My God, in My Sickness By John Donne
• Piano by D.H. Lawrence
• The Guitar by Federico Garcia Larco
• Latin & Soul by Victor Hernandez Cruz
• Go Greyhound by Bob Hicok
• Here and Now by Stephen Dunn
• On 52nd Street by Philip Levine
• Listening to Jazz Now by Jimmy Santiago Baca
• Water Music by Robert Creeley

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

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.

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.

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!

Eggs by Jerry Spinelli

Eggs, is a story written by Jerry Spinelli, which explains how something that you have lost can be found again with a friend that has experienced the same situation before. It is written in David, a nine year old boy, is sent to live with his grandmother after his mother died.

From the state of Minnesota, he moved to a new state in which he starts a new life. His father is the owner of a mall in Minnesota and is obligated to stay there from Monday to Friday and he only gets to see David at the weekends. After the death of David’s mother, his disposition had changed: David has never smiled again, never laughed and always has a serious face, he is never enthusiastic about events. He only has his father to be with and with the miss of his mother; he is the only person he is really close to him.

Then, David meets a girl named Primrose: aggressive, doesn’t let anyone insult her, and has moved from her mother also known as a psychic, but Primrose couldn’t stand her, so she moved to a car and made it her own room. Both these characters start a new friendship and continue their journey as David discovers new things.

This is one of the greatest books I have ever read. Jerry’s description of the characters and the plot makes you feel like you are in the story. Also, you can sense what feeling the character is going through and how you feel related to the character. This story has a great combination of comedy, hate, depression, and love at the same time. Even though the characters are different in many ways and fight a lot about things, they still become friends and still have fun. I have finally understood that even though something’s gone and you can’t see it, it’s actually kept in your heart, where it will stay forever.

Friendly Letter to Her

Caterina Aragon

123 Green Lane

Lexington, Virginia 24450

September 8, 2010

Dear Sheryl,

It has been years since I have seen you, and written to you, but I was finally extricated from my homework, and I had time to gingerly, grab a piece of paper, and write to you.

I wish to recur those days in which we use to go to school together, and jump around the playground. I wish we could go back to the fights we had in which changed our disposition, but in the end we would always forgive and forget.

I could encompass all those memories and turned them into an anthology which anonymous people can read, and enjoy. I know that visiting you will not be prevalent, but I'll try my best to come back and see you again. One day we will meet and it will be the happiest day of my life.

Your best friend forever,

Caterina Aragon

A Slow-Motion Love

I'm here to confess today that I like someone a lot. It has been a year since I have this feeling kept from him and other people. How it happened? I'll tell you how it all started....

It was a sunny-friday and I just sit down that the second last seat in the bus. It was really hot because the bus did not have any air conditioner. My brother, who just came from a soccer practice, sat on the back seat of the bus like all seniors do and I heard the window swing open.

"Hey! Can I ask you a question?" I turned around thinking it was me who he was talking to, but I saw he was talking to someone else and when I looked down to see who it was, my mind just froze. Everything began to move in slow motion. It was him, talking to my brother.

He was perfect: silky shiny brown hair, brown eyes that shined with the sun, perfect posture, beautiful face, everything was perfect. I just saw him and I was electrified. When the wind blew, he would shake his head to the left so that his hair would not block his view, but his hair was so shiny it made you just want to touch it.

And when he smiled, I felt that my heart was about to explode, but I sat down again because I blushed really hard.

"Oh, and by the way, this is my sister. Caterina!" NO! I had to stand up and wave at him, but I was afraid he would see how red my face was. I stud up and he smiled at me while he waved. Shyly I waved back and blushed even more. I saw his perfect smile again. Then I just sat down immediately.

The last thing I heard before the monitor told my brother to close the window was "she is coming to our band practice!" I lifted my face in shock and looked at my brother.

"What?" He stared at me for three seconds, "Do you have a fever?" I shook my head and sat down again.

Every Wednesday, after school, I would go and see him practice with the band which made my feelings for him grow even more and still to this day, I really, really do like him a lot.

A Pain for Love

You know that pain in your heart that feels like the world is falling on you? When your chest starts to hurt, when your heart pounds, but not for love.
It was just that sentence, just those seven words, "My sister is going out with him." And with that, I vanish from this world in deep consternation.
It's a pain you beseech for its goodbye. For it to disappear and let your tears dry off. A lavish pain that is stuck there like the pages of a tight bound book.
After the news I stand up, grab my stuff and I just walk with a haughty attitude, although right there, deep down, I am handcuffed with the needle of sadness that is stabbed right through my heart.
I sit on the back seat so nobody would notice and look into the deep blue sky, pondering what could of been a happy ending, for me, but as I wake up from that ridiculous dream and started to face the ugly truth. Tears run down like a river and I put my bag on the floor. I lay prostate on the rough seat at the end of the bus, and I sob knowing that this pain I felt was for a farewell love.

Tanka

The game has started
Evey body is watching
Anxiously waiting
The team scores a brutal goal
With joy, every body screams.

Family is Like an Ocean

Family is like an ocean.
A soft wave embracing you with the
Magical sensation of love.
In every wave that crashes,
Laughter is the sound it makes.
Yes, that is how it is.

Best Friends

Better than being alone,
Every friend won't leave you alone.
Super happy you feel when you see them.
Telling you all their secrets.

Friends always find ways to make you feel better,
Reminding you the good things about life.
Important people that care about you,
Every single time you cry.
Now one can replace them,
Distance will not matter if we,
Still see each other.