Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Body paragraph of Charles Darnay
In A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens, Charles Darnay is a very caring, hard-working and intelligent person. For example he says, “I look only to sharing your fortunes, sharing your life and home, and bring faithful to you to the death. Not to divide with Lucie her privilege as your child, companion, and friend; but to come in aid of it, and bind her closer to you, if such a thing can be” (Dickens 103). Darnay is talking to Dr. Manette about his love of Lucie. He tells him he will never come between father and daughter. Darnay wants to share his life with Lucie and in return bind her closer to Dr. Manette. Not only will he stay loyal to Lucie but also to her father, Dr. Manette. Next, Dickens shows Darnay’s intelligence. For instance he says, “He read with young men…and he cultivated a task for its stores of knowledge and fancy. He could write of them, besides in sound English, and render them in sound English” (Dickens 99). Darnay is a well-educated man from all he does. He is said to be a Tutor and teaches young men all that he knows. This develops the expanse of his knowledge. He can write in English and speak it very well which is hard to do without the proper intelligence. Lastly, the author talks of how hard-working he is. For example he says to his uncle, “I must do, to live, what others of my countrymen, even with nobility at their backs, may have to do some day—work” (Dickens 95). In this scene, Darnay’s uncle, the Marquis, asks if he intends to live when Darnay refuses the fortune. Darnay says he wants to live as his countrymen does may have to do one day. He wants to work for his money and not have it supplied to him. His countrymen refer to people of his status and nobility. He knows that one day they will have to work and he will gladly follow them. This really shows how his character is not greedy at all. In A Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens creates Darnay to be a caring, hard-working and intelligent man.
Monday, November 9, 2015
Light and Darkness
In A Tale of Two
Cities, Charles Dickens uses light and darkness to express the tone of
hopelessness and love in Lucie and Dr. Manette’s relationship. For instance,
Dickens writes, “Eagerness to lay the spectral face upon her warm young breast,
and love it back to life and hope –so exactly was the expression repeated on
her fair young face, that it looked as though it had passed like a moving light
from him to her” (Dickens 32). The light represents the love that Dr. Manette
wants to pass on to his daughter. Lucie
wants to love him and his pining to love her is passed on. Lucie wants to be
near him and give him life. She shares the same desires as her father and Dr.
Manette’s expression of eagerness moves on to Lucie. Next, Dickens talks about
darkness. For example Dickens speaks, “Darkness has fallen in its place…and his
eyes in gloomy abstraction sought the ground” (Dickens 32). Hopelessness is
what the darkness is in this situation. He realizes as Lucie shares the same
expression of longing, that it is hopeless. He doesn’t even know who this woman
is, yet he wants to love her. His eyes turn to the ground because he doesn’t
want to look at Lucie after realizing this. Lastly, the author talks about
light and darkness together and how they can affect someone. For instance
Dickens says, “Then the darkness closed in, the daughter laid her head…close to
her father’s side…the darkness deepened and deepened until a light gleamed
through the chinks in the wall” (Dickens 36). The darkness which in this case
is misery is threatening to suffocate them. Dr. Manette knows he is living a
terrible life and he hasn’t been present in his daughter’s life. Lucie knows
she has just met him but she lies close to him. The misery seemed to consume
them but then a light, which is love, shines through. Even though this is their
first meeting and times seem dark, love still breaks through that barrier of
misery. In A Tale of Two Cities,
Charles Dickens explains that while there is hopelessness in Lucie and Dr.
Manette’s relationship there is also love.
Friday, November 6, 2015
The Wine-Shop
Friday, October 16, 2015
Family
There are many components to the topic of family. Barbara
Kingsolver explains family through her excerpt, “Stone Soup”. She talks about
divorce and really enforces the idea of family. Betty Smith is able to express
her thoughts through her characters: Francie, Neeley, Johnny, and Katie. Her
book, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn, uses
her characters as an outlet to explain the importance of family. I believe the
function of family is to share affection, companionship, and emotional support.
Also, family is a key component to socialization.
Family teaches each other the basic necessities in life and
how to behave. Without family, the world would be out of control. Families
depend on each other for love, care, and a home for comfort. Barbara Kingsolver
really demonstrates that point when she says, “When I was a child, I had two
parents who loved me without cease. One of them attended every excuse for
attention I ever contrived, and the other made it to ones with higher
production values.” (Kingsolver par.3). She really shows the love parents give
to their children and how some parents are willing to fulfill their child’s every
need.
Families
teach each other disappointment. For example in A Tree Grows In Brooklyn, “I am not a happy
man. I got a wife and children and I don’t happen to be a hard-working man. I
never wanted a family.’ Again, that hurt around Francie’s heart. He didn’t want
her or Neeley...Papa was no good. He said so himself. But she liked Papa
better. ‘I love my wife and I love my children.’ Francie was happy again” (Smith
35). This quote shows how even though Johnny isn’t an ideal father, he taught Francie
disappointment and she still loves him. Sometimes Johnny says some hurtful
things but it teaches Francie to understand the feeling of disappointment.
Routines are also something families teach
other and that is very important. Having a basic routine can make someone feel
secure and safe. For instance, in A Tree
Grows In Brooklyn, “Francie and Neeley got out of bed and they all sat
around the table and ate after Papa had put three dollars down on the table and
given the children each a nickel which Mama made them put in the tin-can bank
explaining they had already received money that day from the junk […] So Johnny
and Katie talked away the night and the rise and fall of their voices was a
safe and soothing sound in the dark” (Smith 52). Johnny sings and Francie and
Neeley sit to eat with Papa no matter the time. Then Francie and Neeley listen
to Katie and Johnny while they talk away the night. It is a nice and sweet
routine.
The ability be strong wouldn’t be possible
without family. In “Stone Soup” Barbara Kingsolver says, “Women my grandmother’s
age were likely to live with a fluid assortment of elderly relatives, in-laws, siblings,
and children…A family so large and varied would not be easily be brought down
by a single blow: It could absorb a death, long-illness, an abandonment here or
there, and any number of irreconcilable differences” (Kingsolver par.21). This
really shows that there is strength in numbers. Going through hard times can be
made easier with family around. This quote really showcases that.
Family is something everyone needs. Betty
Smith in A Tree Grows In Brooklyn shows
that routines and disappointment are huge components of family. “Stone Soup” by
Barbara Kingsolver really illustrates the importance that love and the ability
to be strong is what makes family, well, family. Love, emotional care and
affection will always be the definition and function of families. As you can see,
family is a general idea that has many different meanings that make it very
important.
Friday, October 2, 2015
Sacredness of the Ordinary
My item that
I have chosen is my binder of stories. To other people it may seem like a
random binder of papers but to me it's so much more.
I started
writing when I was in sixth grade. I don't mean essays for class; I mean I
started writing creatively. It was something that I was proud of and that I
wanted to show off. Soon after I finished the first story, which was
approximately forty pages, I realized that this was something I enjoyed. The
story took me about a year because I got major writer’s block at some points.
I started on
another story and my goal was fifty pages. I wanted to try to write more and to
seventh grade me, fifty pages was a lot. For some reason, I loved to write war
related stories. I never knew much about war but I knew violence very well. Watching
action movies and playing video games taught me the concept of violence. I
didn't like my stories being about ordinary life. I wanted to add supernatural
events.
Anyway, my
next story grew into something I never thought it would become. After a year, I
was still writing it and my progress was rapid. I passed the fifty page mark. I
didn't really have an outline for the book. I decided to just write and see
where it took me.
It's been
two years since I have started my second story and it has one hundred and
eleven pages. Making it past one hundred was like a dream come true. I never
thought in a million years I would write
something this long. I continue to write and hope I will finish it soon. It's
still a work in progress and I hope to work on a better writing style in the
future. Sometimes I feel like my stories aren't good enough but then I remember
that no one has ever written a first book that was amazing. Every writer starts
out with a draft.
The binder
started to grow and from time to time I would read the stories in there and
smile. I still can't believe I wrote those wonderful words. I was afraid to
show this amazing new discovery to people. I was afraid they would hate it and
I would give up on writing. Even today, I still haven’t shown anyone my
writings. Sometimes I read my sister a quote from one of the stories but that’s
it.
I wrote short stories only about two pages
long and added them to the binder. The growing amount of stories in my binder
made it special. I could physically see my progress. I also saw my progress
when I started typing. I went back to type up the forty page story I wrote
in sixth to seventh grade and I noticed
a lot of mistakes. I knew less about grammar and the proper way to write back
then. I fixed what was wrong and I continued to learn.
I was happy
with my writing but there was something that really weighed me down. It was all
I thought about sometimes. What if I never publish? What if all those stories
were for nothing? Then I remembered these stories were a part of me. It doesn't
matter if nobody ever sees them. All the effort I put into writing made me a
better reader and a better student.
Those stories represented my imagination down on paper and I will always
cherish that. If I ever do publish, I will never forget where I started.
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