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Saturday, September 15, 2012

Poetry Corner #4

This week I am doing Jabberwocky for two reason it is my number one all time favourite poem and it is the poem I am memorizing for my poetry class recitation!!

Jabberwocky
        by: Lewis Carroll 


'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves 
   Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
   And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son 
   The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun 
   The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand; 
   Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree, 
   And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood, 
   The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, 
   And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through 
   The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head 
   He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? 
   Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" 
   He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves 
   Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
   And the mome raths outgrabe.


I hope you guys liked the poem :D
Have a good weekend everyone!
-Jane

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Poetry Corner #3



Mother to Son
     by: Langston Hughes 

Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
Bare.
But all the time 
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So, boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps.
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now—
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair. 

Hope everyone is having a good weekend!
-Jane

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Random Thoughts: Books and Reading

As a continuous of how awesome libraries are, I will explain why reading and books are so awesome. If you do not agree that "reading is cool" I hope you will either learn to love books or I don't know why you are reading this. 
Reading takes you to new places and lets you see new things. "The things you're looking for, [...] are in the world, but the only way the average chap will ever see ninety-nine percent of them is in a book." (Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury). I thought it would be appropiate to quote a book since we are talking about books and reading. 
Without books we wouldn't know half the things we do and we would have no imagination. A life without books is  a life not worth living for. So go ahead pick up a book and read, just make sure it is not the last you read.




















Does anyone like picking up another book now and reading?
-Jane 

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Random Thoughts: Libraries


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Libraries have always been a wonderful place that I love. You can find every type of book there and books are the greatest thing ever :D
When I grow up I want a library in my house that has over 2,000 books in it. It will hold all the books I love in my heart. I want a library like the one Beauty and the Beast. 
I love this library because of it size and its beauty. It have wonderful decorations in the library that do not distract you from the books make, but makes them even more beautiful.






This library is wonderful because it is real and it holds millions of books under one roof, what could be better.










I always have loved the libraries in books in movie's that have been lost for centuries but now they have been found. They are wonderful. They are full of lost treasure's and wonders. They are beautiful <3








Does anyone else think libraries are one of the most amazing things ever? 
-Jane

Poetry Corner #2



This weeks poem is 'I Wondered Lonely as a Cloud' By William Wordsworth. I am doing this Poem this week because I had to memorize it for my Poetry class recitation. I thought I was going to do awful at the recitation, but my poetry teacher told me after school I got the highest score in my class for my recitation. So I thought I would share it with you :D


I Wondered Lonely as a Cloud
                     by: William Wordsworth

I wondered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills, 
when all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the starts that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line 
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing there head in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they 
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood, 
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my my heart with pleasure fills, 
And dances with the daffodils.

I hope you enjoyed the poem and that everyone has a fabulous weekend and first day of September.
-Jane

Saturday, August 25, 2012

The Random Ranterer: What Makes me Love a Book like Food/Sleeping

The Random Ranterer: What Makes me Love a Book like Food/Sleeping: 
What makes an 'OMG NUTELLA!' of a story :
  • the story has to be different
    • why bother reading a story that is similar to most?
    • it also has to be interesting to start with
  • the characters have to AWESOME
    • main and secondary people totally rule the World of Literature!!!!
    • that speaks for itself
  • make me win it over
    • please, take me! 
    • take me!
      • and without any worries
Narrations that are wonderful :
  • different
  • original/fresh
  • steady pace
  • works with the story
    • ding! ding! Obviously! 
  • eases in at a fluid rhythm
  • descriptions 
    • it has to fit
    • not too much
      • not too little
  • wonderful dialogue
    • make me love the interaction
Girl traits that totally win me over :
  • bad-ass
  • smart
    • not only kick-ass 
      • but knows her stuff
  • quirky
    • make me love her dialogue
  • can speak for herself
  • stubborn
    • what's the fun without someone stubborn?
  • she learns and grows
    • my baby is all grown up now! XD
Guy traits that are swoon-worthy >/////< :
  • bad-ass
  • laid back
  • nerdy/geeky
    • who wants a cute nerdy tutor.... anyone? 
      • no takes?
        • I'm taking him!!!!
  • messy hair
  • lazy eyes 
    • not like high on drugs lazy eyes
  • blushes!!!
    • nothing wrong with being shy!
    • I think it's cute 
    • makes me love him more 
  • kind 
    • gives his jacket >.< 
    • sometimes gets jealous 
      • kawaii!!!
Secondary traits that make me want them to be main :
  • they're fun
    • the life of the party
      • that could be the one thing that wins me over 
Romance - what I love :
  • it's just a dash for enjoyment
  • it's totally sweet
  • not over the top and takes over the story 
    • big NO NO
  • the couple is wonderful
    • gotta love both 
    • mainly the guy
      • but the girl can be loved too

I got this from The Random Ranter one of my all time favourite blogs! Go check it out! http://therandomranterer.blogspot.com/ 
-Jane

Friday, August 24, 2012

Things Not Recognized

I have finally discovered that poems are more than just words on a piece of paper they have deep meaning behind every word, and they mean things to the poets that write them. It is a challenge to understand poems but it is worth it. You get to pick apart the poem, and try to find its deeper meaning. I think this inspiration came from me taking poetry this semester in school. I hope anyone who reads these posts will gain a deeper understanding of poetry and learn to enjoy poems as much as I do!

This weeks poem...
To Waken an Old lady
          by: William Carlos Williams

Old age is
a flight of small 
cheeping birds
skimming
bare trees
above a snow glaze.
Gaining and failing
they are buffeted
by a dark wind-
But what?
On harsh weedstalks
the flock has rested
the snow 
is covered with broken
seedhusks
and the wind tempered
by a shrill
piping of plenty.

The deeper meaning that my class and I came to is that The old women is Mother Earth. It is winter and she is growing old as the year. She is new in the spring, just as the flowers are new and she slowly ages with the plants during the year and in the winter she dies off until the spring.    It says that there are broken seedhusks covering the ground which mean the seeds could be buried in the ground and can grow in the spring when Mother Earth wakes up again. 

I hope you enjoyed the poetry I will try to post a different poem every week and I hope you enjoy!
-Jane