2009年9月3日星期四
Literature Assignment for E-learning
1a. The persona feels enraged by the students. In the second stanza, the poet used "Of... Of... Of..." to emphasize on the three sentences whereby he said about the attitude of the students and the quality of their work. The students' work had blotted pages and were described as "slovenly" which definitely makes a teacher go mad at the sight of such low-quality work.
In the first stanza, the poet described his feelings using the metaphor "hounds". This metaphor refers to the students who were rude, naughty and wild and shared similar characteristics as hounds and thus the persona is very frustrated. In the second stanza the poet used the metaphor "insults" to describe the persona's feelings. "Insults" here refers to the students' work because the persona feels that the quality of the students' work is an insult to his
intelligence. The students' work that they have handed in had blotted pages, and the
handwriting was horrible and thus the persona feel enraged and frustrated.
The poet used puns to describe the persona's feelings. The first pun is "quarry" in the first stanza. The word "quarry" has two meanings, one of them is "a rich or productive source" and another meaning is "a hunted animal". This pun tells us that the students have to hunt for
knowledge but are hunted down at the same time. In the second stanza, there is the pun "I am sick". It has double meanings and it can mean that the teacher is physically sick from the stress the students give him and the other meaning is that the teacher is sick and tired of the students' attitude. The last pun is in the third stanza. It is "will". The word "will" also has double meanings and it can both mean "going to" and "willing to". The pun describes the persona's feelings well as the teacher is not going to teach the students any more and at the same time, he is not willing to.
1b. The tone of anger in this poem is illustrated through literary devices and careful choice of words. The poet used metaphors, alliteration and puns to bring out the tone of anger in the poem. Some of the metaphors that are used are "hounds" and "insults"; The alliteration is present in "Of... Of... Of..."; Some of the puns are "quarry", "will", and "I am sick". The choice of words also helped illustrate the tone of anger, the poet used words such as "weariness", "endure", "insults" and "dross of indifference".
In the first stanza, the poet described his feelings using the metaphor "hounds". This metaphor refers to the students who were rude, naughty and wild and shared similar characteristics as hounds and thus the persona is very frustrated. In the second stanza the poet used the metaphor "insults" to describe the persona's feelings. "Insults" here refers to the students' work because the persona feels that the quality of the students' work is an insult to his
intelligence. The students' work that they have handed in had blotted pages, and the
handwriting was horrible and thus the persona feel enraged and frustrated.
For alliteration, the poet used "Of... Of... Of..." to emphasize on the three sentences whereby he said about the attitude of the students and the quality of their work. The students' work had blotted pages and were described as "slovenly" which definitely makes a teacher go mad at the sight of such low-quality work.
For puns, the first pun is "quarry" in the first stanza. The word "quarry" has two meanings, one of them is "a rich or productive source" and another meaning is "a hunted animal". This pun tells us that the students have to hunt for
knowledge but are hunted down at the same time. In the second stanza, there is the pun "I am sick". It has double meanings and it can mean that the teacher is physically sick from the stress the students give him and the other meaning is that the teacher is sick and tired of the students' attitude. The last pun is in the third stanza. It is "will". The word "will" also has double meanings and it can both mean "going to" and "willing to". The pun describes the persona's feelings well as the teacher is not going to teach the students any more and at the same time, he is not willing to.
The words that the poet used also helped to bring out the enraged feelings of the persona. He used "weariness" which means that teaching the students were very tiring as he needs to constantly try to make the students listen to his lesson. The word "endure" means that the teacher is frustrated at the sight of the students' work but has to endure it and mark the works no matter how angry he is. "Insults" means that the quality of work by the students is so poor that the persona feels that it is an insult to his
intelligence by marking them. Lastly, "dross of indifference" means that the students do not care about their work and show little concern over them.
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2009年8月18日星期二
Newspaper Article Review
I read the article 'Man may have been born in outer space' and feel that this is not true. There is no other place other than Earth where there is suitable environment for life to originate and thus I think that Man have not been born in outer space. However, regarding the scientists discovering a building block of biology in a comet, I think it is
believable. If water can be brought to Earth by meteorites, why cant comets bring life to Earth? Another thing that I want to say is that the article topic is a bit different from what the contents are all about. Scientists claim that life was BROUGHT to Earth by comets but the topic says that Man was BORN in the outer space and thus the topic and the actual content of the article are different. Anyway, this article is quite exciting and interesting because scientists have given us interesting results of them investigating the origins of man kind. They have given us results that are opposite to the theory that life originated on Earth and maybe they are correct, who knows? It is just like changing a fact that is very important and well-known and this is what makes this article exciting to read.
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My Favourite Food
My favourite food is tofu. It is made by coagulating soy milk, and then pressing the resulting curds into blocks. Tofu is low in calories, contains a relatively large amount of iron and contains little fat.
There are many varieties of tofu, some of them are silken tofu, dried tofu and fried tofu. I would not choose my favourite type because all of them are my favourites. I would elaborate on each of the types of tofu.
Silken tofu contains the highest moisture content of all fresh tofus. Its texture can be described as similar to that of very fine custard. Douhua, or tofu brain is often eaten as a dessert, but sometimes with salty pickles or hot sauce added instead, is another type of soft tofu with an even higher moisture content. Because it is nearly impossible to pick up this type of tofu with chopsticks, it is generally eaten with a spoon. With the addition of flavorings such as finely chopped spring onions, dried shrimp, soy sauce and chilli sauce, douhua is a popular breakfast dish across China.
Dried tofu is an extra firm variety of tofu with the least amount of moisture of all fresh tofu. It has the firmness of fully cooked meat and a somewhat rubbery feel similar to paneer. When sliced thinly, this tofu can be crumbled easily.Shredded dried tofu , which looks like loose cooked noodles, can be served cold or stir-fried.
Fried tofus, with their lower moisture content, are cut into bite-sized cubes or triangles and deep fried until they develop a golden-brown, crispy surface. These may be eaten on their own or with a light sauce, or further cooked in liquids; they are also added to hot pot dishes or included as part of the vegetarian dish called luohan zhai.
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2009年8月1日星期六
News In Class Term 3 Week 5 #1
Blog Prompt
Q: Imagine that you lived in China during the Cultural Revolution. Write a journal entry describing the situation and how you felt at that time. You are advised to research on this topic before you start writing.
Dear Diary,
Recently there is not a single peaceful day.
Everyday there are Red Guards on the streets creating chaos. Today they cruelly beat up the teachers in the schools, the monks and some nuns. They even publicly burnt paintings and books on the streets.
Luckily my parents did not receive proper education because the scholars are being criticized by the Red Guards. If my parents are being criticized, my whole family would be in deep trouble. The Red Guards would rob my house and take whatever things that worth some money. They even take away people's
furniture.
My schoolmates recently joined the Red Guards and now they are trying to convince me to join. However I think that the way they are beating up our teachers is too inhuman-they are our teachers or had once been our teachers, how can we forget all that they have done for us and treat them like enemies? However angry I am with their behaviour, I cannot do anything
because the Red Guards are too strong. Hopefully the chaos would end soon. I cannot sleep with all the noise people are making late in the night.
Until next time.
Huang Lin
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2009年6月28日星期日
English Online Lesson 2: Favourite poet
My favourite poet is Robert Frost. He can rhyme very well and put deep meanings in his poems and usually means more than what we can see from the poem. An example is "The Road Not Taken". Although the author talks about choosing a road to walk on between two roads, he actually means the roads in life. Something as plain as two roads can mean a lot in his poems. These make him outstanding compared with some poets who write about things without much meaning. I will now talk on some biographical information about him.
Robert Frost was born in San Francisco, California to journalist William Prescott Frost, Jr., and Isabelle Moodie. His mother was of Scottish descent, and his father descended from Nicholas Frost of Tiverton, Devon, England, who had sailed to New Hampshire in 1634 on the Wolfrana.
Frost's father was a teacher and later an editor of the San Francisco Evening Bulletin (which afterwords merged into the San Francisco Examiner), and an unsuccessful candidate for city tax collector. After his father's death on May 5, 1885, in due time the family moved across the country to Lawrence, Massachusetts under the patronage of (Robert's grandfather) William Frost, Sr., who was an overseer at a New England mill. Frost graduated from Lawrence High School in 1892. Frost's mother joined the Swedenborgian church and had him baptized in it, but he left it as an adult.
Despite his later association with rural life, Frost grew up in the city, and published his first poem in his high school's magazine. He attended Dartmouth College long enough to be accepted into the Theta Delta Chi fraternity. Frost returned home to teach and to work at various jobs including delivering newspapers and factory labor. He did not enjoy these jobs at all, feeling his true calling as a poet.
Robert Frost's life was plagued with grief and loss. His father died of tuberculosis in 1885, when Frost was 11, leaving the family with just $8. Frost's mother died of cancer in 1900. In 1920, Frost had to commit his younger sister, Jeanie, to a mental hospital, where she died nine years later. In spite of the difficulties he faced, he strived to be one of the most famous poets of all time.
Here are 3 of his poems:
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Information from: wikipedia.org, famouspoetsandpoems.com.
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English Online Lesson One: Figurative Language
Still I Rise by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
Question 1. How are the figurative language used in the poem? Give the specific word(s), explain what type of figurative language it is and why the poet chose to use this figurative language?
Ans: "Shoulders falling down like teardrops" is an example of simile used to describe the sadness. "I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide" is an example of metaphor whereby the author describes herself as a black ocean. "You may shoot....You may cut...You may kill..." is an example of repetition which is used to express how much someone hates the author.
Question 2. Tell us why you like this poem in no less than 100 words.
Ans: I like this poem because it gives me the images in the mind of the black slaves standing up for themselves, or, in other words, rising up for themselves against the whites. The author is not content with the way the black slaves are treated and has a cheerful nature which I can see from her saying "'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells, pumping in my living room...'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines, diggin' in my own back yard." She is also very optimistic because she states that she would rise whenever someone does anything bad to her and she would "bring the gifts her ancestors gave" and be "the dream and the hope of the slave".
16:47
2009年5月30日星期六
First day of the holidays...
Just a list of what I did today:
1. Wake up and starting Mapling.
2. Eat breakfast.
3. Play MapleStory again, leveled up.
4. Went to cut my freaking crazy mop of hair and Mum treated me to a meal.
5. Went back home and played MapleStory. Leveled up again.
6. Wrote some work Mum assigned me. Crazy amount of work.
7. Started playing again... And leveled up for the third and last time in the day.
8. Posted this post and wrote on it that I posted this post on this post that I posted.
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