Create an aside in iambic pentameter and post it to their blog (Clarify the speaker, the context, and the person that they are speaking their aside to).
Speaker: Nurse
Character that the speaker is talking aside to: Romeo
Context: Nurse is talking aside to Romeo of the two men; Mercutio and Benvolio's jokes
Those foul, dirty mouthed men will not stop their jokes.
Those foulmouthed punks have only but crude pokes,
That drive my mind crazy with unclean thoughts.
He is nothing but a woman, who jokes,
Blabbering and joking about thee.
That dirty rat, who does make fun of me,
That rotten scoundrel, corrupted as thee,
If I had a knife, I would surely have fought.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Diary of Romeo
I have found the perfect lover for me.
She is as beautiful as the Venus.
Her eyes are stars that shine in the dark night.
The Cupid's arrows have cut through my heart.
She is an angel; within lies beauty,
that is more beautiful than Rosaline.
She has stolen my lonely, broken heart,
Which now lies with her optimistic soul.
Mercutio's twisted words cannot stop me,
for my heart has already flown to her.
She is as beautiful as the Venus.
Her eyes are stars that shine in the dark night.
The Cupid's arrows have cut through my heart.
She is an angel; within lies beauty,
that is more beautiful than Rosaline.
She has stolen my lonely, broken heart,
Which now lies with her optimistic soul.
Mercutio's twisted words cannot stop me,
for my heart has already flown to her.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
HEROOOO
What is a Hero?
- In my opinion, I think a hero is someone who takes responsibility and does what they don't necessarily need to do for others. Hero is someone who sacrifices him/herself for others.
Modern Example:
As a modern example, I think I can describe the alchemist who helped Santiago fulfill his goal in the book The Alchemist was a hero to the protagonist, Santiago. The alchemist had helped Santiago reach his life goal by guiding him in the right direction, and also saving his life couple of times in the desert. The alchemist didn't have to help the protagonist in reacing his goal, and he also didn't have to save him from the dangers from enemies, nature, and conflicts. However, the alchemist has chose to actually help him, and this is why I think he was a hero.
Do I think Luis Alejandro Velasco is a hero?
- I personally think he was a hero in quite a few ways. First, he had chosen to stay alive and save himself. This was shown in the chapters where at first Luis tried to just die at sea because all hope seemed to be lost. However, as he realized that he could actually go through this hard, harsh conflict, he didn't give up on his hope and made a firm decision to survive. This is shown in chapter 10. Later on, as he gets ashore, from about chapter 13~14, Luis was respected and treated like a hero for surviving the ten days of rafting. I think this was possible because it gave hope and inspiration to people to not treat their lives too poorly.
- In my opinion, I think a hero is someone who takes responsibility and does what they don't necessarily need to do for others. Hero is someone who sacrifices him/herself for others.
Modern Example:
As a modern example, I think I can describe the alchemist who helped Santiago fulfill his goal in the book The Alchemist was a hero to the protagonist, Santiago. The alchemist had helped Santiago reach his life goal by guiding him in the right direction, and also saving his life couple of times in the desert. The alchemist didn't have to help the protagonist in reacing his goal, and he also didn't have to save him from the dangers from enemies, nature, and conflicts. However, the alchemist has chose to actually help him, and this is why I think he was a hero.
Do I think Luis Alejandro Velasco is a hero?
- I personally think he was a hero in quite a few ways. First, he had chosen to stay alive and save himself. This was shown in the chapters where at first Luis tried to just die at sea because all hope seemed to be lost. However, as he realized that he could actually go through this hard, harsh conflict, he didn't give up on his hope and made a firm decision to survive. This is shown in chapter 10. Later on, as he gets ashore, from about chapter 13~14, Luis was respected and treated like a hero for surviving the ten days of rafting. I think this was possible because it gave hope and inspiration to people to not treat their lives too poorly.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Short Story: Abandon Ship
ABANDON SHIP
by Raymond Kim
Today is my 39th day on the voyage to my hometown. My captain has ordered me to bring down the whole cargo to the stern of the ship. I dragged my filthy body to the bottom of the ship to drag out the powder kegs and the barrels I had to carry to the back end of the ship. I hated the fact that there were only four men carrying the cargo and there were about 16 barrels. So, if we were to do the math fairly, a person would each take 4 cargoes. However, life wasn't as fair as simple mathematic laws. I was the lowest level or degree in the ship, which meant I had to carry more than half of the cargoes. This sucked so bad. I personly hated the rule of the sails.
Day 45th, our crew are having a bit of trouble sailing through the sea. I think there is going to be a big storm coming towards us. Our captain, as loony as he is, wants to go through the storm. I had to stay calm as everybody else on the ship cried out with sorrow. I took control of my heart and mind -- nevermind, the storm was much more devastating than I thought. On second thought, I decided to grab hold on the heaviest barrel that I can find (which wasn't really a good idea) and made sure the barrel and I were safe. Then, the malicious storm finally hit us. I rolled around with the barrel on the deck with my two arms and two legs attached to the barrel as tightly as I could. It was shocking to realize how much the storm could cause the ship to rattle. As I was getting a hold on myself, I realized that all the other crewmen were sprinting back and forth from the port to the starboard to make sure the ship was balanced. I thought it was going to work...but it actually made the ship rattle much worse... Then with a loud bang, I suddenly hit something ice cold over my body.
I don't remember how long I have been floating on the barrel I have been attached on to. I was feeling sick. I eventually vomitted water out...I haven't been eating for days. With an urge of curiousity, I opened the barrel with a hope of some food or at least a bottle of rum. Thank God, what I have found inside the barrel was some spinaches! That was all I got so I gobbled up as much as I could. Then with myself fueled up, I paddled my wet feet towards east thanks to the compass in my pocket. After I had paddled for about an hour, I was able to see another barrel floating by with a rope wrapped around it. Before I tied the two barrels together, I opened up the barrel with a hope of water. Sadly, I found bananas. Oh well, I could at least recharge myself with some potassium. After that, I paddled once more towards east. Now my feet was so wet that it felt too heavy for me... I had to rest. I think 6 more hours past. I saw a huge ship sailing by. I yelled as loud as I could. I was rescued. I felt happy and joyful...I never wanted to go out sailing again with a loony captain.
by Raymond Kim
Today is my 39th day on the voyage to my hometown. My captain has ordered me to bring down the whole cargo to the stern of the ship. I dragged my filthy body to the bottom of the ship to drag out the powder kegs and the barrels I had to carry to the back end of the ship. I hated the fact that there were only four men carrying the cargo and there were about 16 barrels. So, if we were to do the math fairly, a person would each take 4 cargoes. However, life wasn't as fair as simple mathematic laws. I was the lowest level or degree in the ship, which meant I had to carry more than half of the cargoes. This sucked so bad. I personly hated the rule of the sails.
Day 45th, our crew are having a bit of trouble sailing through the sea. I think there is going to be a big storm coming towards us. Our captain, as loony as he is, wants to go through the storm. I had to stay calm as everybody else on the ship cried out with sorrow. I took control of my heart and mind -- nevermind, the storm was much more devastating than I thought. On second thought, I decided to grab hold on the heaviest barrel that I can find (which wasn't really a good idea) and made sure the barrel and I were safe. Then, the malicious storm finally hit us. I rolled around with the barrel on the deck with my two arms and two legs attached to the barrel as tightly as I could. It was shocking to realize how much the storm could cause the ship to rattle. As I was getting a hold on myself, I realized that all the other crewmen were sprinting back and forth from the port to the starboard to make sure the ship was balanced. I thought it was going to work...but it actually made the ship rattle much worse... Then with a loud bang, I suddenly hit something ice cold over my body.
I don't remember how long I have been floating on the barrel I have been attached on to. I was feeling sick. I eventually vomitted water out...I haven't been eating for days. With an urge of curiousity, I opened the barrel with a hope of some food or at least a bottle of rum. Thank God, what I have found inside the barrel was some spinaches! That was all I got so I gobbled up as much as I could. Then with myself fueled up, I paddled my wet feet towards east thanks to the compass in my pocket. After I had paddled for about an hour, I was able to see another barrel floating by with a rope wrapped around it. Before I tied the two barrels together, I opened up the barrel with a hope of water. Sadly, I found bananas. Oh well, I could at least recharge myself with some potassium. After that, I paddled once more towards east. Now my feet was so wet that it felt too heavy for me... I had to rest. I think 6 more hours past. I saw a huge ship sailing by. I yelled as loud as I could. I was rescued. I felt happy and joyful...I never wanted to go out sailing again with a loony captain.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Slam Poetry
Hate-Hate Poems
By Raymond Kim
This is me writing a hate poem
Why amd I writing this poem?
I hate the fact that I have to finish this stanza
I don't even want to depict the fact why I hate-
Hate Poems
This poem that I abohor,
This poem that makes me want to go to war,
This poem that I utterly detest,
This poem that makes me stressed,
This poem that I strongly abominate,
This poem that I loathe,
This poem that I execrate as hell,
This poem that makes me think of repulsive smell,
I repudiate the fact that I have to finish this stanza.
HOHOHO Reflection:
This poetry slam ... topic was a very interesting thing for me to do. I thought this was very entertaining because I was able to express the feelings that I write on the poem myself. Thus, the fact that I was able to write any kind of poem I freely want, this made me much comfortable than other times when I was writing poems. Personally, I thought at first the poetry slam was not going to be fun. But as soon as I heard everybody saying their poems, I suddenly got interested and I was able to express the feelings I had. I really, really enjoyed the poetry slam, far more than what I expected.
By Raymond Kim
This is me writing a hate poem
Why amd I writing this poem?
I hate the fact that I have to finish this stanza
I don't even want to depict the fact why I hate-
Hate Poems
This poem that I abohor,
This poem that makes me want to go to war,
This poem that I utterly detest,
This poem that makes me stressed,
This poem that I strongly abominate,
This poem that I loathe,
This poem that I execrate as hell,
This poem that makes me think of repulsive smell,
I repudiate the fact that I have to finish this stanza.
HOHOHO Reflection:
This poetry slam ... topic was a very interesting thing for me to do. I thought this was very entertaining because I was able to express the feelings that I write on the poem myself. Thus, the fact that I was able to write any kind of poem I freely want, this made me much comfortable than other times when I was writing poems. Personally, I thought at first the poetry slam was not going to be fun. But as soon as I heard everybody saying their poems, I suddenly got interested and I was able to express the feelings I had. I really, really enjoyed the poetry slam, far more than what I expected.
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