Monday, January 28, 2013
Poem Post due yesterday
Mr Fear by Lawrence Raab was a very strong poem in my opinion. Being a worrier myself , it especially struck me as a relatable poem. It is talking about "Mr Worry" the man who gives our fears at night, always giving us new fears to trouble us. "He follows us, he keeps track" This describes how our owrries grow with each day. We all seem to have that one, irrational fear that gets to us the most. Raab describes this very well in this passage "Maybe he smiles when he finds the right one. Maybe he's sorry" I felt that this poem could aslo be about nightmares."Fear, let me have a small brown bat and a purse of crickets like the ones I heard singing last night out in the stubbly feild before I slept and met you." This reminded me of having nightmares about things that scared you in the day or things you saw that day. I really liked this peom. It gives a great perspective on worries. A very different, almost folk tale like vision on fear and or nightmares.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Stomach Flu
Unfortunately i've had the stomach flu this weekend so I promise i'll do my poetry blog tomorrow when I feel better. Thank you for understanding!
Monday, January 21, 2013
Scene of my life.
Setting: Jeffco Stadium in May for the Colorado State Track Championships
Moriah, Alyson, Kacey, and Ashlee were preparing to run the Sprint Medly Relay Finals.
Written from Moriah's Point of view.
I could hear the crowd cheering until right before the official tells us to "Stand by your blocks" The moment he says that, my heart drops. The nerves really start hitting me. "This is really happening. We have a chance of being state champions. Here's my chance to prove ( The person I am talking about shall not be named) wrong. Show her that she was wrong about me. "
"To your marks!" Says the Official. "Set!" I'm shaking with anticipation by this point. Then the gun goes off. The race had begun. Kacey starts it off by running her hundred meters great. Then Alyson takes the baton from Kacey for another hundred. Alyson pulls us up a couple spots.
"We have a chance" I'm thinking in my head. "We could actually win this." Screaming at the top of my lungs, I am a combination of nervous, anxious, excited, and motivated to run my leg of the relay (Which was the final leg of 400 meters) Alyson hands us off in a great place. Only one more leg until my turn. Ashlee is handed the baton and runs her best in the 200 leg. We are tied for first at this point. I couldn't believe the opportunity and the incredible pressure that was about to be handed into my hands. I was scared. But I had to suck it up and run my heart out.
The time comes where Ashlee hands me the baton. As soon as I get the baton, I take off. Running for my life. All I can hear is Ashlee screaming "Go Moriah!!!!" I couldn't let my relay down. I had to win this. For the first 200 meters, I took a nice seat in the middle of the girls. Many people were confused by what I was doing. But i knew how to run my race. However, the other girls running tried to box me in. Trying to make it so I couldn't move past them. There was no way I could let this happen. "No." I say under my breath. I make my move. I broke through the box and started to start my kick. (I never have a kick, but somehow today I did. ) I pass one girl, and then another, and another. Suddenly I passed the girl in first. "I can't let her pass me. I've got to keep going. " I thought. I gave all I had left till I crossed the finish line. I had finished first. I was exhausted. The girl in second ran up next to me, put her arm around me and said "Good job girl, you did it, you are such an amazing athlete." That was an unreal moment for me. That a girl that had almost won a state title congratulated me. I stand up, look to the bleachers to see my coach smiling. I couldn't believe this had just happened. We were state champions. My relay ran to me smiling and screaming. This was the moment we had been waiting for. We went to the podium and took our pictures. Still half out of it, my smile was less than perfect. Oh well. They hand us our medals. I head to the bleachers to talk to my boyfriend, Mario and my parents. Mario congratulates me with a kiss. "Good job, I love you. " he says. So sincerely, yet he was in the zone. He was serious because he had his own relay to run. The families exclaim and rejoice in our success. We were on top of the world until we received the worst news of our entire state meet....
To be continued....
Moriah, Alyson, Kacey, and Ashlee were preparing to run the Sprint Medly Relay Finals.
Written from Moriah's Point of view.
I could hear the crowd cheering until right before the official tells us to "Stand by your blocks" The moment he says that, my heart drops. The nerves really start hitting me. "This is really happening. We have a chance of being state champions. Here's my chance to prove ( The person I am talking about shall not be named) wrong. Show her that she was wrong about me. "
"To your marks!" Says the Official. "Set!" I'm shaking with anticipation by this point. Then the gun goes off. The race had begun. Kacey starts it off by running her hundred meters great. Then Alyson takes the baton from Kacey for another hundred. Alyson pulls us up a couple spots.
"We have a chance" I'm thinking in my head. "We could actually win this." Screaming at the top of my lungs, I am a combination of nervous, anxious, excited, and motivated to run my leg of the relay (Which was the final leg of 400 meters) Alyson hands us off in a great place. Only one more leg until my turn. Ashlee is handed the baton and runs her best in the 200 leg. We are tied for first at this point. I couldn't believe the opportunity and the incredible pressure that was about to be handed into my hands. I was scared. But I had to suck it up and run my heart out.
The time comes where Ashlee hands me the baton. As soon as I get the baton, I take off. Running for my life. All I can hear is Ashlee screaming "Go Moriah!!!!" I couldn't let my relay down. I had to win this. For the first 200 meters, I took a nice seat in the middle of the girls. Many people were confused by what I was doing. But i knew how to run my race. However, the other girls running tried to box me in. Trying to make it so I couldn't move past them. There was no way I could let this happen. "No." I say under my breath. I make my move. I broke through the box and started to start my kick. (I never have a kick, but somehow today I did. ) I pass one girl, and then another, and another. Suddenly I passed the girl in first. "I can't let her pass me. I've got to keep going. " I thought. I gave all I had left till I crossed the finish line. I had finished first. I was exhausted. The girl in second ran up next to me, put her arm around me and said "Good job girl, you did it, you are such an amazing athlete." That was an unreal moment for me. That a girl that had almost won a state title congratulated me. I stand up, look to the bleachers to see my coach smiling. I couldn't believe this had just happened. We were state champions. My relay ran to me smiling and screaming. This was the moment we had been waiting for. We went to the podium and took our pictures. Still half out of it, my smile was less than perfect. Oh well. They hand us our medals. I head to the bleachers to talk to my boyfriend, Mario and my parents. Mario congratulates me with a kiss. "Good job, I love you. " he says. So sincerely, yet he was in the zone. He was serious because he had his own relay to run. The families exclaim and rejoice in our success. We were on top of the world until we received the worst news of our entire state meet....
To be continued....
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Kite Runner Response
I was really impressed by The Kite Runner. I wasnt expecting me to like this book because I usually hate the books we read in school! No offense! :) Hamlet and Hedda are just not my thing...
Anyway, I think this novel gave me a really new understanding of culture in the Middle East and how our culture is so different. Like you said in class, kite flying is like our football. I also enjoyed how you got really attached to the characters through out the novel. I really felt for Hassan. I also wasn't aware that there was still use of servants. That shocked me! It also gave me a better understanding of their friendship.
I believe this novel would open a lot of people's eyes on how good we have it in America and realize the little struggles we have everyday don't even compare to most of the struggles that kids around the world face everyday.
Next time you assign a book, I'll make sure to read it on time :)
Anyway, I think this novel gave me a really new understanding of culture in the Middle East and how our culture is so different. Like you said in class, kite flying is like our football. I also enjoyed how you got really attached to the characters through out the novel. I really felt for Hassan. I also wasn't aware that there was still use of servants. That shocked me! It also gave me a better understanding of their friendship.
I believe this novel would open a lot of people's eyes on how good we have it in America and realize the little struggles we have everyday don't even compare to most of the struggles that kids around the world face everyday.
Next time you assign a book, I'll make sure to read it on time :)
Poetry 1 1/13/13
To Myself Response
The poem I chose was To Myself by W.S. Merwin because I thought it was a personal poem. I believe that Merwin is talking about the time in everyone's life where they are trying to find themselves. "Even when I forget you I go on looking for you I believe I would know you I keep remembering you " This quote describes this process perfectly. No matter how hard you try to find yourself, sometimes it feels like you just can't. You feel like you have, but something about yourself just doesn't feel right." other times I am sure you
were here for a moment before" This poem stuck out to me because I feel that high school is a very common time where people find themselves. Find what they like, what they don't, who your friends are and find out who isn't, find out what kind if person you want to be in a relationship with, and most definitely find who you REALLY don't want to be in a relationship with. Beong a high school senior, I know that these four years are filled with all of these things. I believe this poem describes the struggle of finding yourself very well. Obviously, I could be wrong about this poem, everyone takes things differently. I have read analysis's(?) online and some believe it is a letter to a former lover or a previous friendship. I guess it just depends on how you read it.
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