Tuesday, September 28, 2010
WHO IS THIS "ASA CLARK"???????????
If you are in Mrs. Reagles L.A. class, then you've probably heard of Asa Clark. Some weirdo is posing as Asa Clark and saying that he is from the afterlife and starting to live an educational life. We all wonder who this is and why they are doing it. (Our school was named after Asa Clark...) I am typing this fast, as I am busy, but please do go to http://asaclark.blogspot.com/ It will creep you OUT! Read it and just think. Please do tell ME what YOU THINK AND WHO IS THIS PERSON!! I will let you know more as I know more...!
Monday, September 27, 2010
Essay Response to "A Clean Well Lighted Place" - Ernest Hemingway
Picture this. Three men in a café; two waiters and an old drunk man. You'd think they'd have something in common, but it turns out they are very different. The genius, Ernest Hemingway, wrote this short story, "A Clean Well Lighted Place." This short story is basically about an old man at a café who stays there drinking for the longest time, and these two waiters: an old one, and a misunderstood young one. One main idea of this short story compares the two waiters differences even though they are café waiters. One other important aspect of this story is the meaning of a clean well lighted place is and why the old man always comes to this particular café.
To begin with, there's the old waiter and the young waiter. They are serving a somewhat drunk old man. The two waiters have several differences. The old one is very wise and calm with everything, and the young waiter isn’t the same. Both waiters serve drinks to the old man at the café, but only the old waiter has some interest in serving him. For instance, the younger waiter quotes, “He should have killed himself last week.” The importance of this statement is that the younger waiter feels that the old man at the bar is a waste of time. This piece of text is also a repeated phrase. Second of all, at the beginning, one waiter says, “he tried to commit suicide.” This means that the old man is either depressed or he may be psychologically disturbed. But, the young waiter says, “He has plenty of money.” This means that the young waiter thinks money is important and worth living for. Later in the story, the young waiter complains that the old man won’t leave from the café, and he quotes, “I never get to bed before three o’clock.” The younger waiter says this because he is sleepy and has no intention of serving drinks to the old man over and over. On the other hand, the old waiter is more reasoning than the younger waiter. This is proved by the short discussion between the younger and older waiter. “And what do you lack?” “Everything but work.” “You have everything I have.” This older waiter is very sensible and therefore, is proven to be the greater one. The last difference among both waiters is their wife. The younger waiter quotes, “He’s lonely, I’m not lonely. I have a wife waiting in bed for me.” The younger waiter has a wife, which makes him happy. Meanwhile, the old waiter does not have a wife. When the younger waiter complains that he has a wife waiting for him, he does not care about the drunk old man. He thinks his own time is more valuable, and he does not respect the old man. These quotes and their importance’s show that the old waiter and the young waiter are diverse in several ways.
Even though both waiters are very different, it is still important to understand what “A Clean Well Lighted Place” really means. There is a reason why the old man only came to that particular café and why he sits in the shadow of the leaves. First of all, during the beginning of the story, one waiter says, “he tried to commit suicide.” This means that the old man may be depressed, so he comes to the café/bar to drink and probably to get his mind off things. Second of all, the old man who comes to the café, sat in the shadow of the leaves, which is shows that this café is clean and well lighted; and it is a repeated phrase. This quote, "you do not understand, this is a clean and pleasant café. It is well lighted. Seeing that the light is very good and now there are shadows of the leaves." This says that the old man drinks here because it is a clean café. It is well lighted and shows the shadow of the leaves. When the old waiter goes to another café, he says the table needs polishing. Still, he declares that this café is better than the others and it is well lighted.
Now, by analyzing this story, I can understand that the old waiter and the young are both different, and also what a Clean Well Lighted Place means. Sometimes we might think what is special about a drunk person in a bar, but this story really relates to the author Hemingway's life, and shows that when you have nothing to go home to, you go to "A Clean Well Lighted Place."
To begin with, there's the old waiter and the young waiter. They are serving a somewhat drunk old man. The two waiters have several differences. The old one is very wise and calm with everything, and the young waiter isn’t the same. Both waiters serve drinks to the old man at the café, but only the old waiter has some interest in serving him. For instance, the younger waiter quotes, “He should have killed himself last week.” The importance of this statement is that the younger waiter feels that the old man at the bar is a waste of time. This piece of text is also a repeated phrase. Second of all, at the beginning, one waiter says, “he tried to commit suicide.” This means that the old man is either depressed or he may be psychologically disturbed. But, the young waiter says, “He has plenty of money.” This means that the young waiter thinks money is important and worth living for. Later in the story, the young waiter complains that the old man won’t leave from the café, and he quotes, “I never get to bed before three o’clock.” The younger waiter says this because he is sleepy and has no intention of serving drinks to the old man over and over. On the other hand, the old waiter is more reasoning than the younger waiter. This is proved by the short discussion between the younger and older waiter. “And what do you lack?” “Everything but work.” “You have everything I have.” This older waiter is very sensible and therefore, is proven to be the greater one. The last difference among both waiters is their wife. The younger waiter quotes, “He’s lonely, I’m not lonely. I have a wife waiting in bed for me.” The younger waiter has a wife, which makes him happy. Meanwhile, the old waiter does not have a wife. When the younger waiter complains that he has a wife waiting for him, he does not care about the drunk old man. He thinks his own time is more valuable, and he does not respect the old man. These quotes and their importance’s show that the old waiter and the young waiter are diverse in several ways.
Even though both waiters are very different, it is still important to understand what “A Clean Well Lighted Place” really means. There is a reason why the old man only came to that particular café and why he sits in the shadow of the leaves. First of all, during the beginning of the story, one waiter says, “he tried to commit suicide.” This means that the old man may be depressed, so he comes to the café/bar to drink and probably to get his mind off things. Second of all, the old man who comes to the café, sat in the shadow of the leaves, which is shows that this café is clean and well lighted; and it is a repeated phrase. This quote, "you do not understand, this is a clean and pleasant café. It is well lighted. Seeing that the light is very good and now there are shadows of the leaves." This says that the old man drinks here because it is a clean café. It is well lighted and shows the shadow of the leaves. When the old waiter goes to another café, he says the table needs polishing. Still, he declares that this café is better than the others and it is well lighted.
Now, by analyzing this story, I can understand that the old waiter and the young are both different, and also what a Clean Well Lighted Place means. Sometimes we might think what is special about a drunk person in a bar, but this story really relates to the author Hemingway's life, and shows that when you have nothing to go home to, you go to "A Clean Well Lighted Place."
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Summer of '03 - Chapter 1
Chapter 1 - The Journey
Miranda Welsh was just an ordinary girl. Until, she went on her first camping trip. She never..... Well, let's just say she would always remember that day.
I am 14 years old. I hate camping and I hate trees, and most importantly I hate everything nature! But, the summer of '03 changed me. I learned to live on my own. I learned that I don’t need anyone to survive, other than myself.
We are going camping in 3 days. UGHHH. I hate this! Why ME!?
"MOM! No I won't. NO NO NO!!", I scream.
"Yes you will. It'll be fun. You and Alex will have a great time.", She replied, in a calm voice.
Alex is my brother. 9 years old. Clueless for everything.
It's the next morning. I wake up, walk to the bathroom and I smell this horrible forest smell. Eww. I ask my mom what the smell is. She says that she got new air freshner to get me ready for the trip. Gee, thanks Mom. I'm done taking my shower and walk downstairs and I'm all packed. Dad says that we'll leave at 10:30. It's 9:45.
It's 10:25. I'm loading my bag into car. 4 days of nature, just nature. Great.
La La la la la.
Headphones are in my ear. Always. I'm in the car and we're driving to Blue Rock State Park, in Nevada. My brother is sitting there, playing with his silly bands. Kids...... Fine. I have some too.
Anyway, Dad says we're almost there. I put away my iPod and start reading. Mom told me not to bring any electronics, but how could I not? So, I just brought my iPod. But, I left my cell phone at home. It was a regret, but eh.
We are there. Well, not to the campsite, but at the information desk. He gets the site number. We start driving again. There it is site #13. Does the number 13 bother you? Not me. I don't care much. Well, back to my fun summer trip. Yawn. Dad and Mom set up the tent. There is a HUGE forest right next to our campsite, and it surrounds our entire place. Uhhh...
"Come on honey! We're all set up! Come look!", Mom eagerly calls me over.
"Yupp.", I say with an annoyed look in my eye.
"Hey! Your attitude better improve miss.", my Dad says.
"Yes Dad. Sorry. I just really don't want to be here.", I say
I think back to 3 days before our camping trip. It was my fight with Melanie. It wasn't that bad a fight. Just a little disagreement, that soon turned into a fight. While in class, we talked about our summer plans. I told her that we were going camping in a tent and she said, "Oh, ok. Cool."
Then I was complaining to her for about 15 minutes about how I hate nature and just camping in general. Apparently, she loves nature. That's how the disagreement started and so did the fight.
My dad starts blabbing again about our trip We are going to have a great time. Tonight we are roasting marshmallows over the campfire. Tomorrow, we are taking a hike in the forest. Hope you brought your running shoes, because your gonna be climbing a lot of rocks.", he tells me the schedule and has a smile on his face. More of an evil looking smile.
My brother tells me he is excited for the hike. He likes adventures so, I'm not surprised. Well, it's nightfall, and the 3 of them are out there roasting the marshmallows, and I'm sittin' in the tent. Bored, MAD that Melanie won't talk to me, and scared to go hiking. I hope I don't get lost or anything. Boy, would I HATE that!
Mom and Dad suggest we go to bed. "Alright", I say and head off. Lights out.
"AAHHHHHHHH!" I wake up in the middle of the night.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?", asks my mom.
"I had the most terrible nightmare.", I reply.
She says, "Ok, if you're alright, go back to bed."
I say Ok, and lie back down. Just to let you know, I imagined that I was alone in the forest on the ground, just laying there, and I saw something. Wait, wait, wait. That can't be true, can it? Well, tomorrow is our hiking day. Oh, the things we dream of...
Miranda Welsh was just an ordinary girl. Until, she went on her first camping trip. She never..... Well, let's just say she would always remember that day.
I am 14 years old. I hate camping and I hate trees, and most importantly I hate everything nature! But, the summer of '03 changed me. I learned to live on my own. I learned that I don’t need anyone to survive, other than myself.
We are going camping in 3 days. UGHHH. I hate this! Why ME!?
"MOM! No I won't. NO NO NO!!", I scream.
"Yes you will. It'll be fun. You and Alex will have a great time.", She replied, in a calm voice.
Alex is my brother. 9 years old. Clueless for everything.
It's the next morning. I wake up, walk to the bathroom and I smell this horrible forest smell. Eww. I ask my mom what the smell is. She says that she got new air freshner to get me ready for the trip. Gee, thanks Mom. I'm done taking my shower and walk downstairs and I'm all packed. Dad says that we'll leave at 10:30. It's 9:45.
It's 10:25. I'm loading my bag into car. 4 days of nature, just nature. Great.
La La la la la.
Headphones are in my ear. Always. I'm in the car and we're driving to Blue Rock State Park, in Nevada. My brother is sitting there, playing with his silly bands. Kids...... Fine. I have some too.
Anyway, Dad says we're almost there. I put away my iPod and start reading. Mom told me not to bring any electronics, but how could I not? So, I just brought my iPod. But, I left my cell phone at home. It was a regret, but eh.
We are there. Well, not to the campsite, but at the information desk. He gets the site number. We start driving again. There it is site #13. Does the number 13 bother you? Not me. I don't care much. Well, back to my fun summer trip. Yawn. Dad and Mom set up the tent. There is a HUGE forest right next to our campsite, and it surrounds our entire place. Uhhh...
"Come on honey! We're all set up! Come look!", Mom eagerly calls me over.
"Yupp.", I say with an annoyed look in my eye.
"Hey! Your attitude better improve miss.", my Dad says.
"Yes Dad. Sorry. I just really don't want to be here.", I say
I think back to 3 days before our camping trip. It was my fight with Melanie. It wasn't that bad a fight. Just a little disagreement, that soon turned into a fight. While in class, we talked about our summer plans. I told her that we were going camping in a tent and she said, "Oh, ok. Cool."
Then I was complaining to her for about 15 minutes about how I hate nature and just camping in general. Apparently, she loves nature. That's how the disagreement started and so did the fight.
My dad starts blabbing again about our trip We are going to have a great time. Tonight we are roasting marshmallows over the campfire. Tomorrow, we are taking a hike in the forest. Hope you brought your running shoes, because your gonna be climbing a lot of rocks.", he tells me the schedule and has a smile on his face. More of an evil looking smile.
My brother tells me he is excited for the hike. He likes adventures so, I'm not surprised. Well, it's nightfall, and the 3 of them are out there roasting the marshmallows, and I'm sittin' in the tent. Bored, MAD that Melanie won't talk to me, and scared to go hiking. I hope I don't get lost or anything. Boy, would I HATE that!
Mom and Dad suggest we go to bed. "Alright", I say and head off. Lights out.
"AAHHHHHHHH!" I wake up in the middle of the night.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?", asks my mom.
"I had the most terrible nightmare.", I reply.
She says, "Ok, if you're alright, go back to bed."
I say Ok, and lie back down. Just to let you know, I imagined that I was alone in the forest on the ground, just laying there, and I saw something. Wait, wait, wait. That can't be true, can it? Well, tomorrow is our hiking day. Oh, the things we dream of...
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