Writing response 4

Authors note: Remarque is setting a scene in  this chapter that shows the boys realizing what it means to be a man of war. How to take care of yourself and those close to you. that is why I decided to write a poem.

my ears are banging
the bombs are falling
Our lives are hanging
as we are all bawling

my pulse increases
everyone sees my pain
everything is flying in pieces
and falling down on me like rain

The roar of our friends
makes our bodies quiver
as the noise of the bombs end
as we see that terrible red river

I will live another day
even though my friends are dead
how will I go on today
with a broken thread

And though this day I feel so sad
I know that I am still alive
Even though the battle was so bad
My friends death gives me drive

I will not fail them
those so close to me
and I will pray for their mum
and this is how it will be
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This is the mimic line I chose to use. "The roar of the guns makes our lorry stagger, the reverberation raging away to the rear."(53)

The roar of our friends makes our bodies quiver as the noise of the bombs end as we see that terrible red river.

All quiet on the western front chapter 2

In Chapter two of the novel All Quiet on the Western Front, Erich Remarque is trying to convey a message of "Manhood and Childhood". The loss of innocence is great for these young men because it shows that the war's horrendus deeds are erasing the images of childhood, these young men are starting to realize what it means to become an adult.
Though these so called "iron youth"(19) seem ready to fight and survive, they don't know what it means yet. Paul and his friends still have the innocence  and must be woken up to show that they know what to do and how to do it so that they might be able to understand and act upon their will to survive this war. For these boys thought that war would be easy and that they could be lazy, yet once they saw Kimmerich die then Paul realized. Life is something so fragile that it can be taken at any moment. Now is the time to wake up and say that he lives in this world and that he will survive. Now is the time in our lives to let go of the childish things. We no longer need the rattle or to be coddled, for we are strong and can understand right from wrong. There will be things in life that are uncomprehendable, but there will also be no limits to what we can learn and what we know. For we are still kids at heart even if we do not show it. But our outside appearance is who we are shown in that world. Will we be a coward? Courages? Scared? We may never know unless we can control and get up out of the play pen to show who we can be. Just like these boys need to learn in this novel.

Life, Death, Beauty

Life, what is it?
Beauty, what is it?
Death, what is it?
These three things are portrayed in our lives. They represent us every-where we go and in almost everything we see and read. Our minds are controlled by those who are able to think outside the boundaries of these three things. Our life is not contained in a box, yet we go through every day as though we believe it is just another day. We need to go through every day as though it is our last on this earth. In the Bible, Jesus died on the cross for our sins. He lived a live of amazement and magnificance yet still he loved us and even though he was hated here and loved there he lived outside the boundaries. His death was beautiful and not just the way it was set up, but because what he died for. The movies are a good example of this, they portray a specific death as a beatiful scene even though someone is dying. These are the outer limits, they can make or break you, all you must do is choose.

Authors note: I decided to write about how good vs. evil brings out the things like temptation, sacrifice, redemption, and burdens throughout this novel. these things are important attributions that show this book the style it was written and whit it was written that way with these strange characters.

In the novel Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide the author Stevenson show that The characters are elluded and burdened with temptation, sacrifice and redemption. Mr. Utterson is trying to uncover the case of Mr. Hyde while his friend Dr. Jekyll is sick at home locked in his cabinet. He won't come out and the butler and servants are worried that Dr. Jekyll has died and someone else is in there passing them notes. Mr. Utterson is trying to help the butler as he sacrifices his will and freedom to go against and fight for this burden that has been holding him down.

When Dr. Utterson recieves a letter from Dr. Jekyll telling him that he is still alive he realizes that his friend has been messing around with his potions and became the monster from within. He was the good and evil, both were connected inside him and they surrounded his imgae and understanding. Life brings us many challenges, some that are harder than others. But it is those times that we fall to temptation that we show our weakness and are in a hole.

 We must sacrifice everything we have and redeem ourselves to get out and show that we can recover from weakness and temptation. For Dr. Jekyll, the temptation of using potion to turn into a monster was so great that he stuck that way until he could sacrifice to find a cure and redeem himself to never make the same mistake again.

In the end it all comes down to the choices we make. There are many out there that will tempt us wherever we go and no one to help us make it. For in those times when we feel lonely is when we are at our weakest and strongest. That is why in the Bible the priest were told to sacrifice an animal so that they would be redeemed of all their sin. They had to do it continually over and over. We are smart enough to do whatever we want, yet we are also smart enough to do the wrong things. We will destroy our lives before we build them.

Authors note: now in this novel we are getting somehwere. Some parts are still uncomprehendable but others are showing what happened and why it happened. This story has show the Good vs. Evil and why people do crazy things at times. It is about how they want to be remembered and forgotten. they will not be shown an enemy, for in those times of need they will find help.

In the novel Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Mr. Utterson and Mr. Guest are very confused by the prolonging dissaperance of their old friend. Dr. Jekyll has been shut up in his house, cut off from the outside world for so long that his friends barely remember him even though they try to visit him weekly. He is a lost soul after Mr. Hyde hid away somewhere with his help. He feels the responsibility and thus the actions to be taken so that he may be safe.

We ourselves are not safe in this world of pain and suffering. Every where around us are things that will drive us to our destruction and things that will give us glory. But we make choices in life that decide how we live and what we live for. For if we do not live for a reason then what is the point of living at all? We are afraid of evil and what it stands for yet what will we do to stand up to it. It is this thought racing through our heads every time we have a sports game or a battle in our life. Will we show the good or the evil that comes out of us.

Authors note : this novel has great syntax and language with depiction. Yet in the events it is confusing what the story is trying to say. This novel has confused me to what is going on and what is happening to what will happen . There is an unknown evil in the novel that has shown itself in the words and language that show us the style the author is getting at. Overal theis is a novel of Good vs. Evil.

                Emotions are what make us who we are in life and those that we create are the ones represented by the way we grew up. It is in the human nature to do wrong things and sin yet we can also have control. Control is a word lightly used in the world today, we control our lives yet sometimes we get so caught up in things that the control goes away and everything seems to slip by. In the novel Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide, there is symbolism that is shown and represents many important things in life. One good symbol is the door of which Mr. Utterson wants to go through and see what is on the other side. Control of our lives equals control of our future.

                This door is a good metaphor, one that is used in life daily. For when we want to know something we say all you have to do is open the door and go into the other side. We are right on the doorstep waiting for someone to come along and open it for us yet we ourselves are too scared to. Mr. Utterson is under the impression that once he is able to open the “door” , he will discover the true mystery of who Mr. Hyde is and until that moment he is trying to get help along the way of learning so that he does not have to open that door.

                Mr. Utterson feels uncontrolled in his life when he sees that Mr. Hyde walking at night creeping along. He is worried for Mr. Jekyll safety and does not stop to think that something else is going on here. The Symbolism of Good vs. Evil is showing that Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde are mysterious and with Mr. Utterson wanting to gain control of the problems going on he will try to do anything to stop the wheels from turning. We are broken in life until we gain control by slowing down and thinking things through so that we will not make so many mistakes as before. Caught up in our life until that moment shines through to us and we know that it is time.

Dangling poster

I was late for the door, running for the door, my bag fell into the street.

Short story

The Way of Life                                 Porter 1

Joseph Porter

Mrs. Woods

HE10

22 December 2011

           

            The end of the wrestling season was coming to an end. The days getting slightly brighter and longer. That thought wasn’t in my focused mind as I was running my laps. 1. I hadn’t seen the sun since September and even then the sky was cold and gray, very cold and gray. Life seemed full of despair over these past few months, as time flew and practice turned from pain and torture to bearable. There is only one thing that matters in life: It wasn’t school, it wasn’t having a social life, but it was winning the high school division 2 State wrestling Championship.

            My life was an empty hole filled with the bubbly juice of revenge: revenge for my mother’s death, who just died a year ago, revenge for all the times I lost at wrestling, revenge for all the pain I went through to get where I am right now. Every day after practice I go home late at night to my father full of despair and loss of will to live. 2. It was these reasons that drove me to my goal. Though I knew I wouldn’t be able to bring my mom back or make my dad feel better, I realized that this would help me fulfill my dream and maybe, just maybe make my father happy.

            But here I was in a dark room with a flickering light, all that is heard is the hot breath of my partners and teammates under the hood of sweatshirts and headgear. It had been to long since we had a break, but without determination and practice comes defeat. We knew how

Porter 2

hard it was with state only a week away. As the time ticked on the clock no one noticed as this is the sport we loved. But in a way it wasn’t a sport more than a way of life. We have sacrificed four years of our high school lives so that one day our hand may get raised. Something so stupid yet so honorable, It was the most honorable thing there was. Almost like getting a wreath at the Olympic Games or a gold medal. There I stood a measly 113 pound senior, Now was my chance to prove my-self on the mat.

             The little freshman looking up at the upperclassmen as though we are gods, yet in a way we were just that. The disparity of it all is that they had no clue the pain and torture we went through.         It was the closest that we could come to fighting yet it made us feel good. We were locked in a battle and once that whistle sounded the only way to end it was winning in those short six minutes. But as a sport is important so is daily life yet I haven’t seen the sun or bright sky in many days.

            I was pushing off all the pain getting into my head. We were drilling takedown after takedown on the dirty mat so that one day we might be perfect at it. Although my school had not won the conference in so many years, due to the loss of a great coach that once stood here. 3. My life was a sad routine that was practiced daily, school, practice, home, bed, in between running mile after mile hoping it would end. Constantly reminded me of how my life was different from those who could hang with friends or even have friends, I felt worthless and troublesome. There was no way I could continue until I felt like my time on this ghostly world had ended.

            Porter 3

            The troubled look on my face with the constant sweat of it all said what I was about. Nothing to live for but my mom, yes, I knew she would want me to continue as she was my greatest fan. I was like a superhero to her one that is praised and upheld even in rough times she held me dear. But now that kid stuff was over and it was time to be grown up.

            The greatest distraction in wrestling was not losing weight or paying attention to the teachers in school or having butterflies from being nervous for the meet that night but it was the girls. Yes, those girls were 95 percent of the distraction that kept even the great from achieving their goal. Though that was not going to get in my way, that distraction above them all was succumbing but not necessary. The only need in the world right now was focusing my mind on the one golden goal.

            The last week of wrestling was soon on its way and we were practicing harder than ever. The drowsiness we felt during the day and the rumbling of our stomachs were pain beyond pain. But we knew that with winning comes sacrifice. There were only 6 of us left now, though we saw everyone leave at the end of the day we knew ours had just begun. I was now down to 106 weight class to make going to state easier for me. The thought of food growing closer every day, especially at lunch with all the happy eating people around all six of us sitting at our lonesome table where food was a taboo. The practices were getting harder with every passing moment we performed 15 takedowns a minute, practice was perfection and perfection was necessary to be the best.

           

            Porter 4

            The thought of it all coming to an end was sad though I believed that my end would not come soon, it would be a while before I looked back on my career. State was on its way as we went through regionals and sectionals. Only 4 of us left now. My friend group was growing smaller as I saw everyone that was with us until they got eliminated, eating as much as their body can hold; happily as though nothing happened. We were in Madison, the wrestling capitol of Wisconsin. This was where state was held and glory and dreams were given and taken away.

            The first round passed with ease as each member of my team won. Advancing into the second round was a little harder as we started to go up against greater opponents that were similar in strength and style to us. As the 106’s finished their matches, I watched with horror as the time counted down for my turn. This was do or die, there was no turning back, all the hard work and everything I did was for this.

            The last round…… the championship round. I couldn’t believe that I had made it here yet I was still standing here waiting. It was going to be me against a kid who had won state 3 years in a row going for 4, the only person between him and that goal was me.  The ref called us up to the score table and out to the mat as I felt butterflies. I hadn’t eaten anything that day so that I could make weight and because I was nervous. Now I was feeling the effects of it hitting me hard. We shook hands and the ref came out and got ready to blow the whistle to start. That was the last thing I heard before I saw light then darkness creep in. It filled my body and I was nothing.