The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering.
- Bruce Lee
I can't tell you what I dreamed last night. I lock all my dreams up in my heart before I wake up.
- Greta (age 4)

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Masterpiece academy

Why did I ask for this?  I mean taking an AP class senior year! That’s analogous to shooting yourself in the foot on the home stretch of the race. Summer was ending. The days were growing shorter. The weather was getting colder, windier. Sitting on my surfboard I would futilely dread the bummer of the end of summer and with that the eventual due date of summer homework. Then, all of a sudden, bam. The first day of school, a whole school year in the past from now. I had my schedule which, of course, the wonderful student techs had messed up. Oh well. I remember that lunch I confronted Dr. Preston totally unsure of even taking his class. Preston convinced me in one short conversation to stay enrolled.
It’s funny how rhythmic we humans are. I mean, by the third day of school I had my classes memorized, where my friends were in the hallways, and had inadvertently planned out my whole year. What I didn’t plan out was how hard-hitting my experiences in my classes this year would be, specifically, fifth period English. I’m not gonna lie, this class hit the ground running and I literally felt like i had shot myself in the foot. Soon enough though, the class calmed down and we settled into the groove of comfortability and reasonable expectations. Now, when I say reasonable, I mean that my class totally could’ve busted whatever work we needed to, we just knew Preston was a little more understanding than most and thought we could get away with this. To be clear this wasn’t everybody on every assignment. I came thinking this was gonna be another boring English class. I was wrong. From the moment the class undertook Beowulf, I was hooked. Passions never die, but I would say that they can rest for a while. Not once since fifth grade had I been assigned to write a narrative, which was something I used to do for fun. In this class though, I “remix” the assignment anyway I to.
When we read Hamlet I was astonished how human the characters were and how real the emotions and actions or inactions were. I would have to say Pip was always the one character I was able to connect with. The utter ambition of becoming something better was something I could relate to. I can’t remember the character, but I believe in Hamlet shakespeare straight up called a character a ho and that made me tear up with laughter.
My favorite part of the course was when Dr. Preston sat down in the corner of the room and let the students become the teachers. I believe that the presentations I saw that stuck with me, were the ones that you could really tell the people presenting were passionate and totally in love with their subject.
This year we all dealt with hardships and stress, pain and loss, but I Believe that it is the overcoming of those terrible situations that strengthens us to the point where we can become the hero of our own story. So did I become a hero? I would like to think so.

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Ask me no question, I'll write you a thesis

Studying the prompt helped to understand that the exam is testing on how well one can break down the subject into component parts and identify the techniques the author uses and thusly the meaning created.

In this day and age to hear that someone is striving to be normal is... well, abnormal. Sure people find enjoyment in belonging and sharing a sense of community, but to find someone who doesn't think of themselves as an extraordinary and unique member of this vast universe is arguably impossible. The un-deniability of this is taught to us in schools and even further demonstrated in advertisements, television, and, of course, art. However, what happens when a society rejects the individual and encourages the common? Aldous Huxley explores this, among many other philosophical quandaries, in  Brave New World by creating a society which attempts perfection influenced by the progression of technology and science.

Thursday, February 5, 2015

The Theory Of Card Games In Literature By, Chase Hugh and Lukas Sheckherd

Card Games in Literature


In the vast selection of games that have accompanied humans in literature, it certainly does not take long before card games come to mind. One only has to consider the symbolic Beggar-My-Neighbor from Great Expectations or the famous game of bridge from The Golden Bowl to realize the relevance, if not significance, of card games in literature.
To further understand this essay, the reader must have a grasp on the necessary historical context. What are card games? How are they significant? One could argue that card games are merely a form of recreation or relaxation and, certainly, were used as so. But as to the answer of the question of the relevance of card games in literature for this must be able to be argued as well. Although centuries of evidence of card games has been referenced in literature (Annals of Egypt and Syria), that does not necessarily indicate their significance to the literary world.
Although it does not take a historian to understand the societal and rhetorical implications found in pair with card games, likewise a certain understanding and familiarity of the past to comprehend the broad and narrow ideas. It must be pointed out that the appearance of card games throughout the great collections of literature, historical documents and expository the same, has been substantial. From the emergence of the first recorded card games during the Tang Dynasty, from which only inferences of importance can be made, to references from European literature in the late 1700’s, to modern times, there has been a significant tie between literature and card games.
Looking at basic deck of cards similarities in appearance arise between the aforementioned deck and the standard bound literary object. Consider how even the basic materials used to make both cards and literature are essentially the same, a simple comparison with the same resonance as the comparisons of the corresponding chemical compounds of humans and the stars. The basic association of the similar physical commonalities between the deck and said literary object directly creates cognitive resonance between them and in the keeping and transference of knowledge and ideas, especially so in the forms of card games (which were coincidentally to be recorded and referenced in such literary objects).  
As one compares card games to literature, the reflections of society through literature and card games is hard to ignore. The reader should consider the variety of card games present and how each of these games came to being and the subsequent political, ideological, moral themes, commentaries, and perspectives that must be associated with their respective games. A society’s culture represented through the infinitely diverse literary world,  which connections to can be interpreted from all literary works, would ultimately diffuse into the not-entirely separate world of card games.  One could argue such literary works influenced the artwork and even the rules and gameplay of card games. Consider how certain events in history may have shaped Card games and literature the same (such as the game Bullshit, a game centered around distrusting what has been stated, which has become popular since the Cold War).
The entirety of this essay gives only one shred of hope us, personally, unfortunately. That the reader will undertake their obligation - no duty - to realize the relevance of card games in literature and to understand the inclination and necessity of being able to play such influential and reflective card games during English not only to enjoy ourselves, but in an attempt to understand the nature of the past and its influences on literature. As for last words, we’ve laid our hands on the table, do you call our bullshit?

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

ALL THAT DAVID COPPERFIELD KIND OF CRAP

Salinger could have meant many different things and had many different reasons to do this. The one that just grabs me by the collar and shouts in my face is that Holden and Copperfield or even Pip are very different characters in very different settings with very different morals and ideals. Salinger wants to make Holden seem distant and impersonal to the reader, He wants to make Holden seem like an outcast from the very first line and make sure Holden won't be seen as the hero of his own life, but the self-destructive, angst-ridden adolescent that Holden is. Salinger does this, yet still manages to create a real character that seems so alive and so relatable. Dickens on the other hand, breathes life into all of his characters, especially the protagonist, by doing the exact opposite of Salinger. Dickens likes to give lengthy descriptions with more detail about a character in a single paragraph than some authors do in entire novel. Dickens makes people seem like people and he does a such a good job of it that, if I didn't know any better, I would probably confuse his novels with biographies. Salinger and Dickens achieve the same thing, creating unbelievably believable characters in their works.