http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15611
I
think everyone should read life is fine. I believe so because it just doesn't
represent life back in Mr. Hughes but, it represents our life today. Life is
hard at times. we struggle through sometimes, but if you look at the bigger
picture life is fine.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Life Liberty and Pursuit of Happiness
Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness
To start off, the American dream can be defined by James Truslow Adams
in 1931, "life should be better and richer and fuller for everyone, with
opportunity for each according to ability or achievement" regardless of social class or
circumstances of birth.” http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_Dream
It is also a family that consists of a loving stay at home mother, the bread
winning father who goes to work, two children, a dog, a car and a nice big
house.
The
American dream what I believe is just an objective that we want to have. My dream
is to have a great family huge house, great kids, and animals, but what are the
chances of everything to happen the way it’s supposed to. I believe the
American Dream has changed from what it once was. I believe it was a dream of
opportunity where anybody could be anybody as long as you put forth the effort.
I ultimately agree with Adams definition. Where everyone’s life should be
fuller better richer for everyone. I believe its possible for everyone, it’s a
hard path, but some choose the easy way out or don’t make it. The following is
going to include a brief summary of the “True West” story and how successful
the brothers were, an example of the American Dream in “Friday Night Lights,”
and “The Pursuit of Happiness.”
http://www.bing.com/images/search?q=true+west&view=detail&id=4CBDAA7DDBBBC307BE37D9C87412D5D68828C5C0
In
the story “True West,” by San Shepherd, you have two brothers. One is named
Austin who is taking care of his mother’s house while she is away. He is trying
to write a screenplay before its dead line. The others brother is named Lee. He
is does what ever he can do to get money. He lies, steels, gambles, and even
tries to steel his brother’s screenwriter opportunity. At the end of the story
both brothers fail to get what they really wanted. Here is a link to show their frustration as they are failing. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R0rvguEQRvA Both brothers did not try to
hard to achieve their dream. They both gave up very easily. Sam Shepherd in this story shows us
people failing to achieve their dream. It shows us that it isn’t always
possible.
Another
story where people are trying to make their life’s fuller, better and richer is
“Friday Night Lights. This is a story of high school players who try as hard as
possible to win a state championship. This championship could be the highest
part of their lives since they are coming from such a small town. They work as
hard as possible and end up losing to Dallas Carter in the state championship.
Here is how disappointed they are when they failed to achieve their dreams. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HpfkLbWeXaQ&feature=fvwrel. Imagine how bad it feels to work so hard and fail by just such a short margin. This movie shows us
again how hard it is to achieve your dreams. But sometimes you have to be part
of failure to be a part of success.
The
last story of someone in pursuit of the American dream is the movie, “The
Pursuit of Happiness.” This is a story of someone trying to make it in life. He
fails plenty of times. He fails with his job, his marriage and as a father, but
he keeps fighting. Here is a scene when it seems to all be lost but could be getting better. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IoQoRh_BsOE&feature=related. He becomes homeless with a son and tries everything to make
money. Once he gets his shot he runs with it. He becomes very successful stockbroker.
This is the scene is where is finally achieves his goal. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bklNWWoJyzE Imagine how good it feels to acheive your dream after all the hard work you have out into it. This movie shows us how hard it is to achieve the American dream. He could have
quit so many times, but he kept trucking and made it.
The
American Dream is not what it used to be, or what it seems to be. It is very
hard to achieve. Many people fail trying to achieve their dream. Two out of
three examples, they failed to achieve it. I’m not saying it is impossible to achieve, but it is very
hard. It doesn’t just come and happen. You have to work very hard to make it
happen. If you do work hard and keep trying great things will happen for you at
one time or another.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15611
I think everyone should read life is fine. I believe so because it just doesn't represent life back in Mr. Hughes but, it represents our life today. Life is hard at times. we struggle through sometimes, but if you look at the bigger picture life is fine.
I think everyone should read life is fine. I believe so because it just doesn't represent life back in Mr. Hughes but, it represents our life today. Life is hard at times. we struggle through sometimes, but if you look at the bigger picture life is fine.
Friday, October 26, 2012
Murders of Jacksonville
It was a very unusually cold very dark October 24 night in Jacksonville, Alabama. It just happened to be Ty Powell’s birthday and he want to celebrate with his girlfriend Nikki Spinder by going camping. Ty Powell was a big time football player for Jacksonville State University. Looking forward to going into the NFL after the season. He was an African American. He was big, strong, and fast. He was 6’4”245 and played free safety. He was extremely fast and afraid of nothing. Nikki was a beautiful white girl. She cheered for the gamecocks and her love of her life. She was the president of her zeta sorority and was loved by all.
They went camping on the top of the mountain which looked over the city of Jacksonville. They went up just before dusk to set up the camp site. The had a good sized tent, a fire going, some wine, and a radio to listen to some songs while they hung out. Ty’s whole reason for this camping trip was to get away and to have birthday sex with Nikki.
As the light faded away and the night got darker, the two were getting closer and closer. Then a man came on the radio and said, “Attention residence of Jacksonville, Alabama. A man by the name of Ryan Hewitt has escaped the mental hospital in down town Anniston. We believe he is hiding out somewhere in the woods in between Jacksonville and Anniston. To keep your doors locked. He is a small white man with a hook on his right hand. His face is much distorted and very unpleasant. He has already killed two guards at the hospital and should be considered extremely dangerous.” Once the broad cast was over Nikki grew very uncomfortable with staying on top of the mountain, but Ty was very persistent in comforting her by telling her “its ok he won’t come here, I reckon will be fine.” The two decided to stay. They decided to get into their tent and listen for any more updates on the situation.
Ty was very persistent, trying to have sex with Nikki, but Nikki was too scared to do anything. About an hour past and she still wasn’t giving in. So Ty decided to turn over and get some sleep. Only about two minutes of trying to sleep, the radio cut off. Nikki grabbed Ty in shock and quietly asked him what the hell. Ty responded and said, “The battery must’ve died.” She asked him to check, so Ty being the man he was got up and checked the radio. He took a while and Nikki grew restless and as she opened the tent to look out Ty popped back in and scared her. She screamed and hit him. After that little scare she was done. She asked to leave but Ty still didn’t want to. As they laid back down to go to sleep, they heard a scratching sound coming from the car. This once again spooked Nikki to death and she looked and Ty and said, “were leavin, after you check that.” Ty went out and saw that his truck was scratched, and yelled back to Nikki, Come-on were leavin.” So Ty and Nikki got out and went to the truck, once they got into the car Ty realized he forgot the keys so he went back to get them. Nikki sat in the truck and locked the doors waiting on Ty to come back. He seemed to be taking a while, and then she started hearing drip, drip, drip. She had no idea what the sound was, but she kept hearing it. Drip, drip, drip. She decided to look for whatever was making this sound so she unlocked the truck, opened the door and there was Ty, keys in hand was hanging from his neck, gutted, and bleeding on the truck. His blood was making the dripping sound. She screamed and grabbed they keys out of his hand. She got back into the car and locked the doors. She was screaming, crying and frantically trying to get the key into the ignition. Once she got the truck started she turned the lights on and there Ryan was. She saw his hook on his hand, his marred face, and blood all over his body. She put the truck in reverse, as Ryan ran toward her. As she turned the truck to put in drive Ryan hit the side of the truck, making a loud thump. She put it in drive and drove away, looking in all her mirrors to see him. She couldn’t see him but she was on her way home.
Once she arrived home, she parked the truck just outside her front door. Crying hysterically with Ty’s blood on her, all she could think about is how she will never see Ty again. She stepped out of the truck and started walking to open her front door when Ryan came from behind her and slit her throat, almost killing her instantly. Ryan had hooked himself on the side of the truck with his hook all the way back to her house.
The next morning when Nikki’s roommates walked outside, she screamed when she saw her roommate’s body lying in a puddle of blood. She fainted soon after. Once she awoke she called the authorities. When they arrived at the scene they knew it was Ryan Hewitt who murdered Nikki. The roommate told the cops about Ty and they found his body right where the camp site was. The only thing they never found was Ryan Hewitt or Ty’s truck.
The police released the report on the truck. If you see it please call. It’s a red f150 with mud tires, and a beef it’s for dinner front plate...
Murders of Jacksonville
It was a very unusually cold very dark October 24 night in Jacksonville, Alabama. It just happened to be Ty Powell’s birthday and he want to celebrate with his girlfriend Nikki Spinder by going camping. Ty Powell was a big time football player for Jacksonville State University. Looking forward to going into the NFL after the season. He was an African American. He was big, strong, and fast. He was 6’4”245 and played free safety. He was extremely fast and afraid of nothing. Nikki was a beautiful white girl. She cheered for the gamecocks and her love of her life. She was the president of her zeta sorority and was loved by all.
They went camping on the top of the mountain which looked over the city of Jacksonville. They went up just before dusk to set up the camp site. The had a good sized tent, a fire going, some wine, and a radio to listen to some songs while they hung out. Ty’s whole reason for this camping trip was to get away and to have birthday sex with Nikki.
As the light faded away and the night got darker, the two were getting closer and closer. Then a man came on the radio and said, “Attention residence of Jacksonville, Alabama. A man by the name of Ryan Hewitt has escaped the mental hospital in down town Anniston. We believe he is hiding out somewhere in the woods in between Jacksonville and Anniston. To keep your doors locked. He is a small white man with a hook on his right hand. His face is much distorted and very unpleasant. He has already killed two guards at the hospital and should be considered extremely dangerous.” Once the broad cast was over Nikki grew very uncomfortable with staying on top of the mountain, but Ty was very persistent in comforting her by telling her “its ok he won’t come here, I reckon will be fine.” The two decided to stay. They decided to get into their tent and listen for any more updates on the situation.
Ty was very persistent, trying to have sex with Nikki, but Nikki was too scared to do anything. About an hour past and she still wasn’t giving in. So Ty decided to turn over and get some sleep. Only about two minutes of trying to sleep, the radio cut off. Nikki grabbed Ty in shock and quietly asked him what the hell. Ty responded and said, “The battery must’ve died.” She asked him to check, so Ty being the man he was got up and checked the radio. He took a while and Nikki grew restless and as she opened the tent to look out Ty popped back in and scared her. She screamed and hit him. After that little scare she was done. She asked to leave but Ty still didn’t want to. As they laid back down to go to sleep, they heard a scratching sound coming from the car. This once again spooked Nikki to death and she looked and Ty and said, “were leavin, after you check that.” Ty went out and saw that his truck was scratched, and yelled back to Nikki, Come-on were leavin.” So Ty and Nikki got out and went to the truck, once they got into the car Ty realized he forgot the keys so he went back to get them. Nikki sat in the truck and locked the doors waiting on Ty to come back. He seemed to be taking a while, and then she started hearing drip, drip, drip. She had no idea what the sound was, but she kept hearing it. Drip, drip, drip. She decided to look for whatever was making this sound so she unlocked the truck, opened the door and there was Ty, keys in hand was hanging from his neck, gutted, and bleeding on the truck. His blood was making the dripping sound. She screamed and grabbed they keys out of his hand. She got back into the car and locked the doors. She was screaming, crying and frantically trying to get the key into the ignition. Once she got the truck started she turned the lights on and there Ryan was. She saw his hook on his hand, his marred face, and blood all over his body. She put the truck in reverse, as Ryan ran toward her. As she turned the truck to put in drive Ryan hit the side of the truck, making a loud thump. She put it in drive and drove away, looking in all her mirrors to see him. She couldn’t see him but she was on her way home.
Once she arrived home, she parked the truck just outside her front door. Crying hysterically with Ty’s blood on her, all she could think about is how she will never see Ty again. She stepped out of the truck and started walking to open her front door when Ryan came from behind her and slit her throat, almost killing her instantly. Ryan had hooked himself on the side of the truck with his hook all the way back to her house.
The next morning when Nikki’s roommates walked outside, she screamed when she saw her roommate’s body lying in a puddle of blood. She fainted soon after. Once she awoke she called the authorities. When they arrived at the scene they knew it was Ryan Hewitt who murdered Nikki. The roommate told the cops about Ty and they found his body right where the camp site was. The only thing they never found was Ryan Hewitt or Ty’s truck.
The police released the report on the truck. If you see it please call. It’s a red f150 with mud tires, and a beef it’s for dinner front plate...
Murders of Jville
Murders of
Jacksonville
It
was a very unusually cold very dark October 24 night in Jacksonville, Alabama. It
just happened to be Ty Powell’s birthday and he want to celebrate with his girlfriend
Nikki Spinder by going camping. Ty Powell was a big time football player for
Jacksonville State University. Looking forward to going into the NFL after the
season. He was an African American. He was big, strong, and fast. He was 6’4”
245 and played free safety. He was extremely fast and afraid of nothing. Nikki was a beautiful white girl. She cheered
for the gamecocks and her love of her life. She was the president of her zeta
sorority and was loved by all.
They
went camping on the top of the mountain which looked over the city of
Jacksonville. They went up just before dusk to set up the camp site. The had a
good sized tent, a fire going, some wine, and a radio to listen to some songs
while they hung out. Ty’s whole reason for this camping trip was to get away
and to have birthday sex with Nikki.
As
the light faded away and the night got darker, the two were getting closer and
closer. Then a man came on the radio and said, “Attention residence of
Jacksonville, Alabama. A man by the name of Ryan Hewitt has escaped the mental
hospital in down town Anniston. We believe he is hiding out somewhere in the
woods in between Jacksonville and Anniston. To keep your doors locked. He is a
small white man with a hook on his right hand. His face is much distorted and
very unpleasant. He has already killed two guards at the hospital and should be
considered extremely dangerous.” Once the broad cast was over Nikki grew very uncomfortable
with staying on top of the mountain, but Ty was very persistent in comforting
her by telling her “its ok he won’t come here, I reckon will be fine.” The two
decided to stay. They decided to get into their tent and listen for any more
updates on the situation.
Ty
was very persistent, trying to have sex with Nikki, but Nikki was too scared to
do anything. About an hour past and she still wasn’t giving in. So Ty decided
to turn over and get some sleep. Only about two minutes of trying to sleep, the
radio cut off. Nikki grabbed Ty in shock and quietly asked him what the hell.
Ty responded and said, “The battery must’ve died.” She asked him to check, so
Ty being the man he was got up and checked the radio. He took a while and Nikki
grew restless and as she opened the tent to look out Ty popped back in and
scared her. She screamed and hit him. After that little scare she was done. She
asked to leave but Ty still didn’t want to. As they laid back down to go to
sleep, they heard a scratching sound coming from the car. This once again spooked
Nikki to death and she looked and Ty and said, “were leavin, after you check
that.” Ty went out and saw that his truck was scratched, and yelled back to
Nikki, Come-on were leavin.” So Ty and Nikki got out and went to the truck,
once they got into the car Ty realized he forgot the keys so he went back to
get them. Nikki sat in the truck and locked the doors waiting on Ty to come
back. He seemed to be taking a while, and then she started hearing drip, drip,
drip. She had no idea what the sound was, but she kept hearing it. Drip, drip,
drip. She decided to look for whatever was making this sound so she unlocked
the truck, opened the door and there Ty, keys in hand was hanging from his neck,
gutted, and bleeding on the truck. His blood was making the dripping sound. She
screamed and grabbed they keys out of his hand. She got back into the car and
locked the doors. She was screaming, crying and frantically trying to get the
key into the ignition. Once she got the truck started she turned the lights on
and there Ryan was. She saw his hook on his hand, his marred face, and blood
all over his body. She put the truck in reverse, as Ryan ran toward her. As she
turned the truck to put in drive Ryan hit the side of the truck, making a loud
thump. She put it in drive and drove away, looking in all her mirrors to see
him. She couldn’t see him but she was on her way home.
Once
she arrived home, she parked the truck just outside her front door. Crying hysterically
with Ty’s blood on her, all she could think about is how she will never see Ty
again. She stepped out of the truck and started walking to open her front door
when Ryan came from behind her and slit her throat, almost killing her
instantly. Ryan had hooked himself on the side of the truck with his hook all
the way back to her house.
The
next morning when Nikki’s roommates walked outside, she screamed when she saw
her roommate’s body lying in a puddle of blood. She fainted soon after. Once
she awoke she called the authorities. When they arrived at the scene they knew
it was Ryan Hewitt who murdered Nikki. The roommate told the cops about Ty and
they found his body right where the camp site was. The only thing they never
found was Ryan Hewitt or Ty’s truck.
The
police released the report on the truck. If you see it please call. It’s a red f150
with mud tires, and a beef it’s for dinner front plate...
Sunday, October 21, 2012
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T.S.
Eliot’s “J. Alfred Prufrock
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JAO3QTU4PzY
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When reading this poem, all I
could think about was what happened in his life to think about writing this
piece. In his piece he wrote about a man who is looking in to the future of his
life. It seems he is talking to someone he is going to marry one day. The
following is going to explain why certain things in history had an effect on
him and gave him the idea to write this piece.
Many huge events happened
during T.S. Elliot’s life. Some of
the most influential events that happened are World War one, the great
depression, and World War two. Imagine living most of your life through those
things. Your perception of the world would be far different from what someone else’s
would be if you lived in a time with out war or the depression. With him living through such hard
times, it makes sense why he wrote Prufrock. Prufrock is about a man who
believes he is inadequate for the future love of his life. Thinking about that,
one of these three events must have had an impact. They made him realize, or
put him in a surreal reality that he wasn’t a prince or anything. The great
depression would have made him feel inadequate for sure. Here is a youtube clip to show the great depression a little bit. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-b1dTvNaL0Q All the hard work people
put in was destroyed by the great depression. They all felt they weren’t good
enough.
I think that many huge events
effect the way writers write. Just like the great depression did for T.S.
Elliot.
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