Movie Difference

For someone who read Cyrano de Bergerac and didn't watch the movie version of it, yet watched Roxane. It is very difficult to point out that Roxane is actually the modern version of Cyrano de Bergerac because the modern language and actions are so different from the Old English language or French. The two movies have many similarities yet different if a person was to focus on specifics, such as the dialogues. In the original French version, Cyrano had a long dual fight with another man while mocking him with different ways to address his nose. In the modern movie, many can see that there was no physical fights between the man and the enemy while he was mocking him. Only afterwards, it was seen that the man knew Kung-Fu. Also, Roxane did recognize Cyrano in her life, not like in the original where Roxane barely knew Cyrano. Obviously, the technology and type of language was too easy to notice, and it brings out how old love differentiate from the modern type of affection.

Odyssey: Hero Quickwrite

I believe a hero is someone that actually contributes something great daily. Anyone, it can be a teacher, a student, a policeman, or even a sports player. I believe that someone that recycles is a hero, some that believes and does philanthropy is a great hero also, anyone that does daily work. Someone who does something large once may not be as big of a hero as someone, I think, educates someone every single day. The small things are what matter in the future, not the very large things. I think people who look into a fictional hero are quite immature, they are not someone that does realistic things. For example, how can someone like Superman contribute to the real world? He is not going to literally fly out of a Marvel comic or television show and start flying everywhere at anytime to save people. People who look onto Yoda or Batman are very blank minded, they do not focus on what is seriously going on in this world, they lack the knowledge. To put it quite literally, anyone who looks into a hero who are characterized like Superman is quite stupid. Now there are some options, a man can look into a fictional political man as a hero because he/she spreads ideas. I believe that people really need to think deeply to find an answer to this question.

Animal Farm Creepy Movie

The movie is indeed quite fascinating and I loved out it was very classic, and very much like the 1950's. I have never read in the book where they camouflaged themselves within the farm, in a process, where they painted themselves. I think this is an event where the cartoon wanted to make the cartoon something more interesting. I also never read that Old Major died immediately right after the animals sang the "Beast" song. I loved how the dogs are like the executioners and how they blend the Stalin's way of killing his own people was very much like the History book. I was pretty surprised at the fact that the cartoon was also not banned in the fifties. Indeed, the narrator was also a classic view into fifties TV and how it was very interesting to feel as if you drifted back into time.

Beware of the Dog Quickwrite

Never have I been misled by a good appearance. This quickwrite seems to be telling it's audience to think critically about how it will relate to the saying "Don't Judge a book by it's cover". Even at choosing a right item to buy, I always look at it's quality rather not how it appears. People may be misled, especially boys with girls. Sometimes boys simply just like girls by their appearances, in a literal sense, they simply fall for looks. The girl may own the personality that the boy wants, these boys are often misled. They discover this matter by slowly maturing themselves and looking into themselves, studying what they really want. The girls men like shouldn't always be like a princess or like actresses, they should be someone they know they can handle or they can have fun with. An example, would be the current girl I like right now, I did not start liking her at first. She is not the most beautiful girl in the whole world, but decently beautiful. I fell for her sense of humor, her kindness, and sometimes even some of her shyness. I like her because she was my best friend and she helped me to stop my habit of talking behind people's backs. Therefore, I thought in the future that she would also help me to stop many bad habits.

Sorry but I posted "Country Bumpkin" into my Extra Credit Folder.

Country Bumpkin.
I used to live in a city that was named Cerritos, but called Dairy Valley, and famous for farming back in the 1950s. I lived there all my life, I knew everyone around, and sometimes, I got visit some remaining farms that have not been taken over by industrialization. Through this, I got some very fresh fruits all season, including strawberries and such. Maybe the stereotype may say Bumpkins are not sophisticated, I think that Country Bumpkins can be ones that live in their environment for a long time. As for thinking of a country, I see a sun rising in the distant hills, shining onto the great red farms and barns, then the cocks cock, and farmers begin to collect their wheats, or whatever. Since the city I used to live in, was just like that, I suppose a stereotypical "Country Bumpkin" is hardly ever found, because most of the people living in Cerritos now are just normal people, kids, high schoolers, even there are malls around. One thing that I really associate with in Cerritos is my Solar Powered Library. It is the only fully solar powered and recycling library in the whole world, and I just feel real good sitting in it. Another thing was cars, I used to secretly drive cars around, but that was just for a while, I would drive it all the way down to San Diego or something. Anyways, the important thing is that, you can associate in anything now to be a country Bumpkin, one thing you have to do is to respect the place you live in or lived there for a long time and still like it. As for me, living in Taiwan, or more specifically, Taipei, I think I'll never be a country Bumpkin for this place as long as I live.
Stereotypical List:
Cerritos (past) Country:
-Plains
-Hills
-Green, Brown, and Red
-Fruits
-Smiling farmers
-barns and straws
-horses
-1950s
-happy kids.
-Fresh Air
-smoking
Cerritos (now) City:
-Two story blocks of normal American houses, each with a small garden in front.
-Cars
-Schools
-Cerritos Park East : (CPE)
-Swimming Pools
-Hospital
-"Welcome to Cerritos" sign
-Fresh Air (so you can actually breath)
-no one smoking
-Happy students
-Tennis, Basketball, and various sport courts

Analyzing a Poem

To see the quality and figure out what a poem I must first point all the vocabulary I don't know. Through knowing the meaning of these unknown vocabularies I may point out what the poem may want the reader to know and think. I also would search up the author of the poem in order to see how this poem relates to his life, therefore, I may find out what might be happening in a poem. Then I search for metaphors, and other symbolic things to see what it might mean. I would read the metaphors and similes very carefully, because there are direct meanings hidden in them, allowing a clearer sense in the poem. Through these small steps, I can analyze the poem and find out what it is actually talking about. Another important thing is to locate rhythms and other things that will show up in poems. I look at stanzas and how the sentence is structured carefully, in this way I can figure out what TYPES of poem I am looking. By understanding the individuality of the poem and maybe understand the "flow" of the poem. Theses careful instructions I follow helps me know the poem in a clearer sense, therefore, I can analyze it very carefully and dig out meaningful spots out of the poem.

Death Poem

Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.

We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.

We passed the school, where children strove
At recess, in the ring;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.

Or rather, he passed us;
The dews grew quivering and chill,
For only gossamer my gown
My tippet only tulle.

We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.

Since then 'tis centuries, and yet each 
Feels shorter than the day 
I first surmised the horses' heads 
were toward eternity.
         
 The poem “Death “ by Emily Dickinson basically is telling many that nobody can stop death, and if any tries to, you cannot escape “him” from coming to you. During the time of your death, she writes down that you will go through all kinds of things that relates to a normal person’s life. For example, near the fifth line or so, Dickinson describes that Death is strolling through kids at recess playing joyfully, and that is where youth comes in. Death also then takes her to a place of grain and a beautiful setting sun; this means that the path to heaven is available, while Dickinson is going through all these happiness.  She wants others to know that it is something that is not to be feared, but might be something that people might want to rejoice ab. In this poem, we can hunt down many literary things. For example, in the second to last stanza readers can visualize the rhyme in the second and fourth line of it. The second line’s ground, rhymes with the fourth’s mound! I think everything in this poem is a metaphor or a sentence representing another meaning. Especially when she mentions about youths playing and forgetting their lessons. This part, I personally think, Dickinson is trying to bring awareness that youth is something we should hold in our hands carefully and spend time cautiously with it. We cannot spill the contents of youth onto the ground, because we will end up regretting this.  In this poem, we see many unreachable vocabularies that humans try to gain but cannot. There are also some pretty skeptical words and phrases, such as scarcely visible, or labor. Most of it seems to be telling people that Death takes away all the pain and hard work you normally do, and stroll through the pasts and shows you all the great fun times a human can have. Speaking honestly, the whole poem is just one sentence to me. Dickinson may be telling the readers that death may not be something to be scared about, but rather something that will take all the pain you have away.  In the same Stanza about the youth, it constantly says “we passed, we passed, and we passed”, this tells the readers also that we live our lives faster each day as we get older, and during the time of “Death” we see our lives faster than ever, but eternally getting faster each day.