Monday, 12 January 2015

Dystopian novel: point view

Point of view:  Father
Book: The road
Page 57
When the father and son are being attacked.


Dear Journal,
Today was a close call. We were making our way down the road to a familiar place I had been here before near the waterfall. I was afraid that there would be others attracted by the water, my guess was correct. It was first thing in the morning when I was awaken by the sounds of men getting out a truck wearing masks. I hid our stuff and quickly got the boy and ran away. My heart was beating, was this going to be it, was it going to be the end my the boy and I. Thoughts rushed through my head. One of the men saw him and told us to approach him. I did not like the way he was looking at my boy. The only reason I am still in this catastrophic world is for my son. I will die trying to keep him alive, but I do not want to see my little angel die. Then and there the man brought a knife to my sons throat and didn't think I would shoot him, little did he know he was wrong. I shot him straight in the head, my hand was shaking for a second there I didn't know if I could do it myself. I was relieved to find out the other men left without the man who was shot.

Point of view: Son

Dear Journal,
I thought I was going to die today. I know dad is trying the best he can to keep us alive, but times are getting difficult. My body was shaking and my eyes were shut as that crazy man stuck a knife to my throat, but my father shot him straight in the head. I was shocked. My father was a gentle man, he knew what he was doing and he carried the pistol as protection, but when he used it ....I saw the fire in his eyes. I can truly say he is a hero to me. I just hope father makes it out alive, this morning he was coughing out blood. Which I can assume means something bad. When father was explaining states and what this world looked like, I nodded with curiosity because I had no idea what he was talking about, it was a confusing visual. Furthermore I am just glad I am living another day next to my hero my father. I Wonder if I will be brave as him one day.

Hamlet on revenge

IS REVENGE GOOD ? In other words, does the act of revenge somehow help in healing personal trauma, or is it in fact more damaging to one's emotional well being?

IS THERE EVER AN INSTANCE where revenge might be justified or is forgiveness the better path ?

IS there a difference between "avenging" and "revenge" explain.


Revenge isn't good. We take revenge on someone because they did something bad to us and it hurt but how does it makes us any better stooping to the same level they dropped too. Sure, the thought of revenge gives you that warm fiery feeling in side and you want to do it...but in the long run that little angel that sit on your shoulder will be really happy with you (conscious) if you don't take revenge. In fact believe it your not the best revenge is acting like you didn't even care and becoming super successful because then that revengee will be waiting for your reaction to feel happy about your pain but you YOU'RE A SMART PERSON you will not let that happen.
Revenge is never the answer to a situation. The best way to deal with it is move on with your life and make yourself happy. That doesn't mean you have to go down the path of forgiveness and forgive even devil that hurt you ... but instead stay content and do your own thing. Remember bad things happen to bad people.

To avenge is to punish a wrong with the idea of seeing justice done. Revenge is harsher and/or less concerned with justice than with retaliating by inflicting harm. Revenge is more vicious and done out of hate and hanger whereas avenge is out of justice.

Inquiry Reflection

- What did you learn that was unexpected during your inquiry? 
What I learned that was really unexpected was one of the first things I mentioned in my inquiry. I did not realize there were so many tv shows about lying such as Liar Liar, True lies, Pretty little liars and many many more.

-What if any, challenges did you experience during the inquiry process? 
I major challenge I faced was narrowing the topic down and coming to a consensus at the end because there were millions of directions I could've taken this question. In the end from all the research I had done the answer still was not direct I had to think of it myself through all the knowledge I gained.

-What connections can you make between your inquiry question and your own life experiences? 
A big connection I made was telling white lies. Sometimes I do it without thinking, for example if someone asks me how my day is going I just say good.. when sometimes it may not even be good. After doing my research I was able to tell when people around me were lying.

- What would you like to continue to explore ? What new questions have you developed ? 
I would like to continue to explore the types of lies in the tv shows and see if people are influenced by them. Some new questions I have would be could someone go a day, a week or a month without lying ? or it is humanly impossible ?


Hamlet post mortem monologue

Character: Polonius

OH my my my ! What have we here.. Hamlet has killed me with thy sword, he tis no better than Claudius I tell you. Dear gods please forgive me, I did not know of Claudius and his evil plans and I was his partner, BUT Hamlet killed a father ...he must die my thee hands my of my true blood Laertes. My bossum will avenge my death I know thy will. He shall take matters into his own hands and murder that bastard. HA HA HA while a watch from above little Claudius is scared, now that he no longer has me in his world. Now that I am gone, whose next hamlet or Claudius ...or shall we say both. 

Found poem




Disease

Giving hope today that you will be okay, 
Witness the outbreak of them holding you down
As I stand there backstage
Hero or villain 
Reveal your potential 
for I will not stand any longer
 Watching you before my eyes 
is like a Personal sacrifice 
The blood supply had gone to his head. 

-Paramdeep Bhangu 


Invictus: RESPONSE (your inspiration)


Instructions for a bad day- Shane Koyzcan

"There will be bad days. Be calm. Loosen your grip, opening each palm slowly now. Let go. Be confident. Know that now is only a moment, and that if today is as bad as it gets, understand that by tomorrow, today will have ended. Be gracious. Accept each extended hand offered, to pull you back from the somewhere you cannot escape. Be diligent. Scrape the gray sky clean. Realize every dark cloud is a smoke screen meant to blind us from the truth, and the truth is whether we see them or not - the sun and moon are still there and always there is light. Be forthright. Despite your instinct to say "it's alright, I'm okay" - be honest. Say how you feel without fear or guilt, without remorse or complexity. Be lucid in your explanation, be sterling in your oppose. If you think for one second no one knows what you've been going through; be accepting of the fact that you are wrong, that the long drawn and heavy breaths of despair have at times been felt by everyone - that pain is part of the human condition and that alone makes you a legion. We hungry underdogs, we risers with dawn, we dissmisser's of odds, we blesser's of on – we will station ourselves to the calm. We will hold ourselves to the steady, be ready player one. Life is going to come at you armed with hard times and tough choices, your voice is your weapon, your thoughts ammunition – there are no free extra men, be aware that as the instant now passes, it exists now as then. So be a mirror reflecting yourself back, and remembering the times when you thought all of this was too hard and you'd never make it through. Remember the times you could have pressed quit – but you hit continue. Be forgiving. Living with the burden of anger, is not living. Giving your focus to wrath will leave your entire self absent of what you need. Love and hate are beasts and the one that grows is the one you feed. Be persistent. Be the weed growing through the cracks in the cement, beautiful - because it doesn't know it's not supposed to grow there. Be resolute. Declare what you accept as true in a way that envisions the resolve with which you accept it. If you are having a good day, be considerate. A simple smile could be the first-aid kit that someone has been looking for. If you believe with absolute honesty that you are doing everything you can - do more. There will be bad days, Times when the world weighs on you for so long it leaves you looking for an easy way out. There will be moments when the drought of joy seems unending. Instances spent pretending that everything is alright when it clearly is not, check your blind spot. See that love is still there, be patient. Every nightmare has a beginning, but every bad day has an end. Ignore what others have called you. I am calling you friend. Make us comprehend the urgency of your crisis. Silence left to its own devices, breed's silence. So speak and be heard. One word after the next, express yourself and put your life in the context – if you find that no one is listening, be loud. Make noise. Stand in poise and be open. Hope in these situations is not enough and you will need someone to lean on. In the unlikely event that you have no one, look again. Everyone is blessed with the ability to listen. The deaf will hear you with their eyes. The blind will see you with their hands. Let your heart fill their news-stands, Let them read all about it. Admit to the bad days, the impossible nights. Listen to the insights of those who have been there, but come back. They will tell you; you can stack misery, you can pack disappear you can even wear your sorrow – but come tomorrow you must change your clothes. Everyone knows pain. We are not meant to carry it forever. We were never meant to hold it so closely, so be certain in the belief that what pain belongs to now will belong soon to then. That when someone asks you how was your day, realize that for some of us – it's the only way we know how to say, be calm. Loosen your grip, opening each palm, slowly now – let go."

My synopsis: This spoken word poem is what the title states instructions for when you do have a bad day. Shane doesn't directly say this is how you get over a bad day, but instead he plays with his words and kind of puts you in a trance. This spoken word has a near and dear meaning to me and was a real healer through the rough times I was going through. It was a point in time where I was in a cycle of a verbally abusive relationship, in which my significant other at the time cheated on me also. Ironically, My dance teacher told me that we were going to be using a this poem for a dance piece, and she made me the lead of the dance. She made me the spotlight as you would call it. It wasn't hard getting into the feels of this poem and power my way through the dance. This song was inspiring because it made my bad days a little bit easier. Just by the first few lyrics...be calm loosen your grip ...to there will be bad days be calm be gracious. This poem was a true healer for me at the time. What was most inspiring was the poets play of words. " scrap the grey sky clean, and realize that every dark cloud is a smoke screen to blind us from the truth"..this one line has such a LARGE meaning. It is basically saying that you can turn your bad day into a good day, and all the dark things your going through its blinding you from realizing that things will be okay. Truly beautiful. 



Tuesday, 6 January 2015

Hamlet- Advice letters to yourself

Dear Grade 8 self, 

The journey into this year is going to be quite exhilarating and unique. I have gotten the opportunity to send you this letter from the future, in which mail can travel through time, logical right? Anyways, I am writing this letter to give you some advice on your first year of high school. I have several precepts you may call it. My first notion of advice to you is be yourself. Even though you have continued to do so in high school you've gotten lost along the way. At certain times you will feel like you need to be like others to fit in, but NO, keep at it do what you want and dress how you want. Your spirit of "dress for success" hasn't gone unnoticed. Furthermore, throughout your years in high school you are going to become friends with different people, your friend circles will change so don't let that scare you. When you pick your friends choose friends that you are compatible with and don't be friends with them just because their "cool" or the fact that your friends are friends with that person. Others will begin to notice what these people are really like soon enough. Right now, in my present time you have few best friends and you will notice that is perfectly fine. Less is always more. Next, stay involved in activities. Try, try, and try is the key. You will try out for a couple of things this year and your nerves will get the best of you. Now, I want you to take a look at it this way, you tried out once now, when you do it next year you will know know exactly what you're in for. I know you and you like to prepare. Lastly, I want to advise you on boys. I simply want to tell you, that you have plenty of time for them later in the future. I know you won't believe me and you'll just end up looking at those super cute couples in the hallway. It's not that boys don't like you, in fact plenty will come your way, but promise yourself you will never settle for anything less than you deserve. The ideal boy will eventually come to you and make you feel complete in the long run, but for now focus and get good grades. You will come across difficult choices but continue your training with Wayne, it will help you become wiser and when things go wrong your training will always be there. So here you are, your mini advice for survival in grade8. Be yourself, be friends with people your compatible with, stay involved in activities and don't give up, boys can wait and FINALLY train hard. 

Love future you, 
P.B