Canterbury Tales. :20 minutes Wife of Bath tale.
We finished with the reading for Canterbury Tales.
Reflective essays due by midnight.
On Tuesday Michelle and Alyssa's groups will present their poems.
On Wednesday, Nettaly and Jazzmyn's groups present poems.
On Thursday, Brandon and Kendra's groups present poems.
On Friday, Mayte's group presents their poem.
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Wednesday, 2-29, Graduation diploma info sheets due to classroom.
Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages)
Wednesday, 6-6, last academic day for seniors (NOTE CHANGE)
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Reflective essays :30 minutes.
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Canterbury Tales. :30 minutes prologue tapes. We listened to the prologue in Middle English and also a translation of it. We then started building our chart on the Knight and the Squire.
Lit terms: 6 methods of characterization
Work on group presentation :30 minutes pick a day
Tonight I can write the saddest lines Pablo Neruda
I do not love thee as if you were a salt-rose Neruda
Tyger, Tyger William Blake
Ozymandias Percy Bysshe Shelley
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages)
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Two groups presented their poems.
We read from "Canterbury Tales" the prologue about the summoner and the pardoner. Then we listened to the Pardoner's Tale. You can find this online by googling "pardoner's tale text".
Here is one translation of it:
IN FLANDERS, once, there was a company
Of young companions given to folly,
Riot and gambling, brothels and taverns;
And, to the music of harps, lutes, gitterns,
They danced and played at dice both day and night,(5)
And ate also and drank beyond their might,
Whereby they made the devil’s sacrifice
Within that devil’s temple, wicked wise,
By superfluity both vile and vain.
So damnable their oaths and so profane(10)
That it was terrible to hear them swear;
Our blessed Saviour’s Body did they tear;
They thought the Jews had rent Him not enough;
And each of them at others’ sins would laugh.
Then entered dancing-girls of ill repute,(15)
Graceful and slim, and girls who peddled fruit,
Harpers and bawds and women selling cake,
Who do their office for the Devil’s sake,
To kindle and blow the fire of lechery,
Which is so closely joined with gluttony;(20)
I call on holy writ, now, to witness
That lust is in all wine and drunkenness.
O gluttony, of you we may complain!
Oh, knew a man how many maladies
Follow on excess and on gluttonies,(25)
Surely he would be then more moderate
In diet, and at table more sedate.
Alas! A foul thing is it, by my fay,
To speak this word, and fouler is the deed,
When man so guzzles of the white and red(30)
That of his own throat makes he his privy,
Because of this cursed superfluity.
But truly, he that such delights entice
Is dead while yet he wallows in this vice.
A lecherous thing is wine, and drunkenness(35)
Is full of striving and of wretchedness.
O drunken man, disfigured is your face,
Sour is your breath, foul are you to embrace,
You fall down just as if you were stuck swine;
Your tongue is loose, your honest care obscure;(40)
For drunkenness is very sepulture
Of any mind a man may chance to own.
In whom strong drink has domination shown
He can no counsel keep for any dread.
Now keep you from the white and from the red.(45)
And now that I have told of gluttony,
I’ll take up gambling, showing you thereby
The curse of chance, and all its evils treat;
From it proceeds false swearing and deceit,
Blaspheming, murder, and—what’s more—the waste(50)
Of time and money; add to which, debased
And shamed and lost to honour quite is he,
Who once a common gambler’s known to be.
And ever the higher one is of estate,
The more he’s held disgraced and desolate.(55)
And if a prince plays similar hazardry
In all his government and policy,
He loses in the estimate of men
His good repute, and finds it not again.
Now these three roisterers, whereof I tell,(60)
Long before prime was rung by any bell,
Were sitting in a tavern for to drink;
And as they sat they heard a small bell clink
Before a corpse being carried to his grave;
Whereat one of them called unto his knave:(65)
“Go run,” said he, “and ask them civilly
What corpse it is that’s just now passing by,
And see that you report the man’s name well.”
“Sir,” said the boy, “it needs not that they tell.
I learned it, ere you came here, full two hours;(70)
He was, by gad, an old comrade of yours;
And he was slain, all suddenly, last night,
When drunk, as he sat on his bench upright;
An unseen thief, called Death, came stalking by,
Who hereabouts makes all the people die,(75)
And with his spear he clove his heart in two
And went his way and made no more ado.
He’s slain a thousand with this pestilence;
And, master, ere you come in his presence,
It seems to me to be right necessary(80)
To be forewarned of such an adversary:
Be ready to meet him for evermore.
My mother taught me this, I say no more.”
“By holy Mary,” said the innkeeper,
“The boy speaks truth, for Death has slain, this year,(85)
A mile or more hence, in a large village,
Both man and woman, child and hind and page.
I think his habitation must be there;
To be advised of him great wisdom ’twere,
Before he did a man some dishonour.”(90)
“Yea, by God’s arms!” exclaimed this roisterer,
“Is it such peril, then, this Death to meet?
I’ll seek him in the road and in the street,
As I now vow to God’s own noble bones!
Hear, comrades, we’re of one mind, as each owns;(95)
Let each of us hold up his hand to other
And each of us become the other’s brother,
And we three will go slay this traitor Death;
He shall be slain who’s stopped so many a breath,
By God’s great dignity, ere it be night.”(100)
Together did these three their pledges plight
To live and die, each of them for the other,
As if he were his very own blood brother.
And up they started, drunken, in this rage,
And forth they went, and towards that village(105)
Whereof the innkeeper had told before.
And so, with many a grisly oath, they swore
And Jesus’ blessed body once more rent—
“Death shall be dead if we find where he went.”
When they had gone not fully half a mile,(110)
Just as they would have trodden over a stile,
An old man, and a poor , with them did meet.
This ancient man full meekly them did greet,
And said thus: “Now, lords, God keep you and see!”
The one that was most insolent of these three(115)
Replied to him: “What? Churl of evil grace,
Why are you all wrapped up, except your face?
Why do you live so long in so great age?”
This ancient man looked upon his visage
And thus replied: “Because I cannot find(120)
A man, nay, though I walked from here to Ind,
Either in town or country who’ll engage
To give his youth in barter for my age;
And therefore must I keep my old age still,
As long a time as it shall be God’s will.(125)
Not even Death, alas! my life will take;
Thus restless I my wretched way must make
But, sirs, in you it is no courtesy
To speak to an old man despitefully,
Unless in word he trespass or in deed.(130)
In holy writ you may, yourselves, well read
‘Before an old man, hoar upon the head,
You should arise.’ Which I advise you read,
Nor to an old man any injury do
More than you would that men should do to you(135)
In age, if you so long time shall abide;
And God be with you, whether you walk or ride.
I must pass on now where I have to go.”
“Nay, ancient churl, by God it sha’n’t be so,”
Cried out this other hazarder, anon;(140)
“You sha’n’t depart so easily, by Saint John!
You spoke just now of that same traitor Death,
Who in this country stops our good friends’ breath
Hear my true word, since you are his own spy,
Tell where he is or you shall rue it, aye(145)
By God and by the holy Sacrament!
Indeed you must be, with this Death, intent
To slay all us young people, you false thief.”
“Now, sirs,” said he, “if you’re so keen, in brief,
to find out Death, turn up this crooked way,(150)
For in that grove I left him, by my fay,
Under a tree, and there he will abide;
Nor for your boasts will he a moment hide.
See you that oak? Right there you shall him find.
God save you, Who redeemed all humankind,(155)
And mend your ways!”—thus said this ancient man.
And every one of these three roisterers ran
Till he came to that tree; and there they found,
Of florins of fine gold, new-minted, round,
Well-nigh eight bushels full, or so they thought.(160)
No longer, then, after this Death they sought,
But each of them so glad was of that sight,
Because the florins were so fair and bright,
That down they all sat by this precious hoard.
The worst of them was first to speak a word.(165)
“Brothers,” said he, “take heed to what I say;
My wits are keen, although I mock and play.
This treasure here Fortune to us has given
That mirth and jollity our lives may liven,
And easily as it’s come, so will we spend.(170)
But might this gold be carried from this place
Home to my house, or if you will, to yours—
For well we know that all this gold is ours—
Then were we all in high felicity.
But certainly by day this may not be;(175)
For men would say that we were robbers strong,
And we’d, for our own treasure, hang ere long.
This treasure must be carried home by night
All prudently and slyly, out of sight.
So I propose that cuts among us all(180)
Be drawn, and let’s see where the cut will fall;
And he that gets the short cut, blithe of heart
Shall run to town at once, and to the mart,
And fetch us bread and wine here, privately.
And two of us shall guard, right cunningly,(185)
This treasure well; and if he does not tarry,
When it is night we’ll all the treasure carry
Where, by agreement, we may think it best.”
That one of them the cuts brought in his fist
And bade them draw to see where it might fall;(190)
And it fell on the youngest of them all;
And so, forth toward the town he went anon.
And just as soon as he had turned and gone,
That one of them spoke thus unto the other:
“You know well that you are my own sworn brother,(195)
So to your profit I will speak anon.
You know well how our comrade is just gone;
And here is gold, and that in great plenty,
That’s to be parted here among us three.
Nevertheless, if I can shape it so(200)
That it be parted only by us two,
Shall I not do a turn that is friendly?”
The other said: “Well, now, how can that be?
He knows well that the gold is with us two.
What shall we say to him? What shall we do?”(205)
“Shall it be secret?” asked the first rogue, then,
“And I will tell you in eight words, or ten,
What we must do, and how bring it about.”
“Agreed,” replied the other, “Never doubt,
That, on my word, I nothing will betray.”(210)
“Now,” said the first, “we’re two, and I dare say
The two of us are stronger than is one.
Watch when he sits, and soon as that is done
Arise and make as if with him to play;
And I will thrust him through the two sides, yea,(215)
The while you romp with him as in a game,
And with your dagger see you do the same;
And then shall all this gold divided be,
My right dear friend, just between you and me;
Then may we both our every wish fulfill(220)
And play at dice all at our own sweet will.”
And thus agreed were these two rogues, that day,
To slay the third, as you have heard me say.
This youngest rogue who’d gone into the town,
Often in fancy rolled he up and down(225)
The beauty of those florins new and bright.
“O Lord,” thought he, “if so be that I might
Have all this treasure to myself alone,
There is no man who lives beneath the throne
Of God that should be then so merry as I.”(230)
And at the last the Fiend, our enemy,
Put in his thought that he should poison buy
With which he might kill both his fellows; aye,
The Devil found him in such wicked state,
He had full leave his grief to consummate;(235)
For it was utterly the man’s intent
To kill them both and never to repent.
And on he strode, no longer would he tarry,
Into the town, to an apothecary,
And prayed of him that he’d prepare and sell(240)
Some poison for his rats, and some as well
For a polecat that in his yard had lain,
The which, he said, his capons there had slain,
And fain he was to rid him, if he might,
Of vermin that thus damaged him by night.(245)
The apothecary said: “And you shall have
A thing of which, so God my spirit save,
In all this world there is not live creature
That’s eaten or has drunk of this mixture
As much as equals but a grain of wheat,(250)
That shall not sudden death thereafter meet;
Yea, die he shall, and in a shorter while
Than you require to walk but one short mile;
This poison is so violent and strong.”
This wicked man the poison took along(255)
With him boxed up, and then he straightway ran
Into the street adjoining, to a man,
And of him borrowed generous bottles three;
And into two his poison then poured he;
The third one he kept clean for his own drink.(260)
For all that night he was resolved to swink
In carrying the florins from that place.
And when this roisterer, with evil grace,
Had filled with wine his mighty bottles three,
Then to his comrades forth again went he.(265)
What is the need to tell about it more?
For just as they had planned his death before,
Just so they murdered him, and that anon.
And when the thing was done, then spoke the one:
“Now let us sit and drink and so be merry,(270)
And afterward we will his body bury.”
And as he spoke, one bottle of the three
He took wherein the poison chanced to be
And drank and gave his comrade drink also,
For which, and that anon, lay dead these two.(275)
Thus ended these two homicides in woe;
Died thus the treacherous poisoner also.
We read from "Canterbury Tales" the prologue about the summoner and the pardoner. Then we listened to the Pardoner's Tale. You can find this online by googling "pardoner's tale text".
Here is one translation of it:
IN FLANDERS, once, there was a company
Of young companions given to folly,
Riot and gambling, brothels and taverns;
And, to the music of harps, lutes, gitterns,
They danced and played at dice both day and night,(5)
And ate also and drank beyond their might,
Whereby they made the devil’s sacrifice
Within that devil’s temple, wicked wise,
By superfluity both vile and vain.
So damnable their oaths and so profane(10)
That it was terrible to hear them swear;
Our blessed Saviour’s Body did they tear;
They thought the Jews had rent Him not enough;
And each of them at others’ sins would laugh.
Then entered dancing-girls of ill repute,(15)
Graceful and slim, and girls who peddled fruit,
Harpers and bawds and women selling cake,
Who do their office for the Devil’s sake,
To kindle and blow the fire of lechery,
Which is so closely joined with gluttony;(20)
I call on holy writ, now, to witness
That lust is in all wine and drunkenness.
O gluttony, of you we may complain!
Oh, knew a man how many maladies
Follow on excess and on gluttonies,(25)
Surely he would be then more moderate
In diet, and at table more sedate.
Alas! A foul thing is it, by my fay,
To speak this word, and fouler is the deed,
When man so guzzles of the white and red(30)
That of his own throat makes he his privy,
Because of this cursed superfluity.
But truly, he that such delights entice
Is dead while yet he wallows in this vice.
A lecherous thing is wine, and drunkenness(35)
Is full of striving and of wretchedness.
O drunken man, disfigured is your face,
Sour is your breath, foul are you to embrace,
You fall down just as if you were stuck swine;
Your tongue is loose, your honest care obscure;(40)
For drunkenness is very sepulture
Of any mind a man may chance to own.
In whom strong drink has domination shown
He can no counsel keep for any dread.
Now keep you from the white and from the red.(45)
And now that I have told of gluttony,
I’ll take up gambling, showing you thereby
The curse of chance, and all its evils treat;
From it proceeds false swearing and deceit,
Blaspheming, murder, and—what’s more—the waste(50)
Of time and money; add to which, debased
And shamed and lost to honour quite is he,
Who once a common gambler’s known to be.
And ever the higher one is of estate,
The more he’s held disgraced and desolate.(55)
And if a prince plays similar hazardry
In all his government and policy,
He loses in the estimate of men
His good repute, and finds it not again.
Now these three roisterers, whereof I tell,(60)
Long before prime was rung by any bell,
Were sitting in a tavern for to drink;
And as they sat they heard a small bell clink
Before a corpse being carried to his grave;
Whereat one of them called unto his knave:(65)
“Go run,” said he, “and ask them civilly
What corpse it is that’s just now passing by,
And see that you report the man’s name well.”
“Sir,” said the boy, “it needs not that they tell.
I learned it, ere you came here, full two hours;(70)
He was, by gad, an old comrade of yours;
And he was slain, all suddenly, last night,
When drunk, as he sat on his bench upright;
An unseen thief, called Death, came stalking by,
Who hereabouts makes all the people die,(75)
And with his spear he clove his heart in two
And went his way and made no more ado.
He’s slain a thousand with this pestilence;
And, master, ere you come in his presence,
It seems to me to be right necessary(80)
To be forewarned of such an adversary:
Be ready to meet him for evermore.
My mother taught me this, I say no more.”
“By holy Mary,” said the innkeeper,
“The boy speaks truth, for Death has slain, this year,(85)
A mile or more hence, in a large village,
Both man and woman, child and hind and page.
I think his habitation must be there;
To be advised of him great wisdom ’twere,
Before he did a man some dishonour.”(90)
“Yea, by God’s arms!” exclaimed this roisterer,
“Is it such peril, then, this Death to meet?
I’ll seek him in the road and in the street,
As I now vow to God’s own noble bones!
Hear, comrades, we’re of one mind, as each owns;(95)
Let each of us hold up his hand to other
And each of us become the other’s brother,
And we three will go slay this traitor Death;
He shall be slain who’s stopped so many a breath,
By God’s great dignity, ere it be night.”(100)
Together did these three their pledges plight
To live and die, each of them for the other,
As if he were his very own blood brother.
And up they started, drunken, in this rage,
And forth they went, and towards that village(105)
Whereof the innkeeper had told before.
And so, with many a grisly oath, they swore
And Jesus’ blessed body once more rent—
“Death shall be dead if we find where he went.”
When they had gone not fully half a mile,(110)
Just as they would have trodden over a stile,
An old man, and a poor , with them did meet.
This ancient man full meekly them did greet,
And said thus: “Now, lords, God keep you and see!”
The one that was most insolent of these three(115)
Replied to him: “What? Churl of evil grace,
Why are you all wrapped up, except your face?
Why do you live so long in so great age?”
This ancient man looked upon his visage
And thus replied: “Because I cannot find(120)
A man, nay, though I walked from here to Ind,
Either in town or country who’ll engage
To give his youth in barter for my age;
And therefore must I keep my old age still,
As long a time as it shall be God’s will.(125)
Not even Death, alas! my life will take;
Thus restless I my wretched way must make
But, sirs, in you it is no courtesy
To speak to an old man despitefully,
Unless in word he trespass or in deed.(130)
In holy writ you may, yourselves, well read
‘Before an old man, hoar upon the head,
You should arise.’ Which I advise you read,
Nor to an old man any injury do
More than you would that men should do to you(135)
In age, if you so long time shall abide;
And God be with you, whether you walk or ride.
I must pass on now where I have to go.”
“Nay, ancient churl, by God it sha’n’t be so,”
Cried out this other hazarder, anon;(140)
“You sha’n’t depart so easily, by Saint John!
You spoke just now of that same traitor Death,
Who in this country stops our good friends’ breath
Hear my true word, since you are his own spy,
Tell where he is or you shall rue it, aye(145)
By God and by the holy Sacrament!
Indeed you must be, with this Death, intent
To slay all us young people, you false thief.”
“Now, sirs,” said he, “if you’re so keen, in brief,
to find out Death, turn up this crooked way,(150)
For in that grove I left him, by my fay,
Under a tree, and there he will abide;
Nor for your boasts will he a moment hide.
See you that oak? Right there you shall him find.
God save you, Who redeemed all humankind,(155)
And mend your ways!”—thus said this ancient man.
And every one of these three roisterers ran
Till he came to that tree; and there they found,
Of florins of fine gold, new-minted, round,
Well-nigh eight bushels full, or so they thought.(160)
No longer, then, after this Death they sought,
But each of them so glad was of that sight,
Because the florins were so fair and bright,
That down they all sat by this precious hoard.
The worst of them was first to speak a word.(165)
“Brothers,” said he, “take heed to what I say;
My wits are keen, although I mock and play.
This treasure here Fortune to us has given
That mirth and jollity our lives may liven,
And easily as it’s come, so will we spend.(170)
But might this gold be carried from this place
Home to my house, or if you will, to yours—
For well we know that all this gold is ours—
Then were we all in high felicity.
But certainly by day this may not be;(175)
For men would say that we were robbers strong,
And we’d, for our own treasure, hang ere long.
This treasure must be carried home by night
All prudently and slyly, out of sight.
So I propose that cuts among us all(180)
Be drawn, and let’s see where the cut will fall;
And he that gets the short cut, blithe of heart
Shall run to town at once, and to the mart,
And fetch us bread and wine here, privately.
And two of us shall guard, right cunningly,(185)
This treasure well; and if he does not tarry,
When it is night we’ll all the treasure carry
Where, by agreement, we may think it best.”
That one of them the cuts brought in his fist
And bade them draw to see where it might fall;(190)
And it fell on the youngest of them all;
And so, forth toward the town he went anon.
And just as soon as he had turned and gone,
That one of them spoke thus unto the other:
“You know well that you are my own sworn brother,(195)
So to your profit I will speak anon.
You know well how our comrade is just gone;
And here is gold, and that in great plenty,
That’s to be parted here among us three.
Nevertheless, if I can shape it so(200)
That it be parted only by us two,
Shall I not do a turn that is friendly?”
The other said: “Well, now, how can that be?
He knows well that the gold is with us two.
What shall we say to him? What shall we do?”(205)
“Shall it be secret?” asked the first rogue, then,
“And I will tell you in eight words, or ten,
What we must do, and how bring it about.”
“Agreed,” replied the other, “Never doubt,
That, on my word, I nothing will betray.”(210)
“Now,” said the first, “we’re two, and I dare say
The two of us are stronger than is one.
Watch when he sits, and soon as that is done
Arise and make as if with him to play;
And I will thrust him through the two sides, yea,(215)
The while you romp with him as in a game,
And with your dagger see you do the same;
And then shall all this gold divided be,
My right dear friend, just between you and me;
Then may we both our every wish fulfill(220)
And play at dice all at our own sweet will.”
And thus agreed were these two rogues, that day,
To slay the third, as you have heard me say.
This youngest rogue who’d gone into the town,
Often in fancy rolled he up and down(225)
The beauty of those florins new and bright.
“O Lord,” thought he, “if so be that I might
Have all this treasure to myself alone,
There is no man who lives beneath the throne
Of God that should be then so merry as I.”(230)
And at the last the Fiend, our enemy,
Put in his thought that he should poison buy
With which he might kill both his fellows; aye,
The Devil found him in such wicked state,
He had full leave his grief to consummate;(235)
For it was utterly the man’s intent
To kill them both and never to repent.
And on he strode, no longer would he tarry,
Into the town, to an apothecary,
And prayed of him that he’d prepare and sell(240)
Some poison for his rats, and some as well
For a polecat that in his yard had lain,
The which, he said, his capons there had slain,
And fain he was to rid him, if he might,
Of vermin that thus damaged him by night.(245)
The apothecary said: “And you shall have
A thing of which, so God my spirit save,
In all this world there is not live creature
That’s eaten or has drunk of this mixture
As much as equals but a grain of wheat,(250)
That shall not sudden death thereafter meet;
Yea, die he shall, and in a shorter while
Than you require to walk but one short mile;
This poison is so violent and strong.”
This wicked man the poison took along(255)
With him boxed up, and then he straightway ran
Into the street adjoining, to a man,
And of him borrowed generous bottles three;
And into two his poison then poured he;
The third one he kept clean for his own drink.(260)
For all that night he was resolved to swink
In carrying the florins from that place.
And when this roisterer, with evil grace,
Had filled with wine his mighty bottles three,
Then to his comrades forth again went he.(265)
What is the need to tell about it more?
For just as they had planned his death before,
Just so they murdered him, and that anon.
And when the thing was done, then spoke the one:
“Now let us sit and drink and so be merry,(270)
And afterward we will his body bury.”
And as he spoke, one bottle of the three
He took wherein the poison chanced to be
And drank and gave his comrade drink also,
For which, and that anon, lay dead these two.(275)
Thus ended these two homicides in woe;
Died thus the treacherous poisoner also.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
Canterbury Tales. :30 minutes. We made it through the miller.
On Tuesday Michelle and Alyssa's groups will present their poems.
On Wednesday, Nettaly and Jazzmyn's groups present poems.
On Thursday, Brandon and Kendra's groups present poems.
On Friday, Mayte's group presents their poem.
We watched more of "Knight's Tale" up until 27:30
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Wednesday, 2-29, Graduation diploma info sheets due to classroom.
Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages)
Wednesday, 6-6, last academic day for seniors (NOTE CHANGE)
On Tuesday Michelle and Alyssa's groups will present their poems.
On Wednesday, Nettaly and Jazzmyn's groups present poems.
On Thursday, Brandon and Kendra's groups present poems.
On Friday, Mayte's group presents their poem.
We watched more of "Knight's Tale" up until 27:30
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Wednesday, 2-29, Graduation diploma info sheets due to classroom.
Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages)
Wednesday, 6-6, last academic day for seniors (NOTE CHANGE)
Friday, February 24, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
Canterbury Tales. :30 minutes We worked up through the skipper.
Knight's Tale: the first 12 minutes of the video were watched. We looked for anachronisms and concepts of medieval England that were supported.
Work on group presentation :30 minutes pick a day
Tonight I can write the saddest lines Pablo Neruda
I do not love thee as if you were a salt-rose Neruda
Tyger, Tyger William Blake
Ozymandias Percy Bysshe Shelley
Danje group is finished.
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages)
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Reflective essays :30 minutes
Canterbury Tales. :30 minutes
We have completed the Prologue, Knight, Squire, Yeoman, Nun, Monk. We are filling out our sheets about each character.
Work on group presentation :30 minutes pick a day
Danje group presented today.
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages)
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Outside
reading book check; have your book with you daily.
Writing
dialogue: We practiced writing dialogue; we looked at dialogue rules and quizzed ourselves.
Canterbury
Tales; lit books 135-139
Work
on group presentation:
Tonight
I can write the saddest lines Pablo
Neruda
I
do not love thee as if you were a salt-rose Neruda
Tyger, Tyger
William Blake
Ozymandias Percy
Bysshe Shelley
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Monday,
4-9, outside reading due (800 pages)
Friday, February 17, 2012
Friday, February 17, 2012
Outside reading book check
Lit term: aside, monologue, soliloquy
Language book page 35. We read the sample reflective paper about Doug.
Poetry project: I gave a rubric for the group presentation: Work on group presentation: Scoring rubric Choice of selection: Title: ________________
Everyone involved- 4 ____
Spoken/ show clearly 7 ____
Visuals or acting 7 ____
Comprehension (literal summary) 7 ____
Connections 7 ____
Text analysis (author’s tools) 8 ____
Interaction with class effective 5 ____
Created something special 5 ____
total 50 ____
Tonight I can write the saddest lines Pablo Neruda I do not love thee as if you were a salt-rose Neruda Tyger, Tyger William Blake
Ozymandias Percy Bysshe Shelley
Reminders: Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages)
Language book page 35. We read the sample reflective paper about Doug.
Poetry project: I gave a rubric for the group presentation: Work on group presentation: Scoring rubric Choice of selection: Title: ________________
Everyone involved- 4 ____
Spoken/ show clearly 7 ____
Visuals or acting 7 ____
Comprehension (literal summary) 7 ____
Connections 7 ____
Text analysis (author’s tools) 8 ____
Interaction with class effective 5 ____
Created something special 5 ____
total 50 ____
Tonight I can write the saddest lines Pablo Neruda I do not love thee as if you were a salt-rose Neruda Tyger, Tyger William Blake
Ozymandias Percy Bysshe Shelley
Reminders: Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages)
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Outside reading book check
Lit term: allusion, protagonist, antagonist
We divided up into eight groups. Each group will be responsible for one of the following in order to present it to class in the next couple of weeks.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines Pablo Neruda
I do not love thee as if you were a salt-rose Neruda
Tyger, Tyger William Blake
Ozymandias Percy Bysshe Shelley
Reflective essay assigned. Language book p 32-33. We continued with reflective essay lessons. Final paper needs to have at least one incidence of dialogue.
In our effort to practice descriptive language, we practiced with the evaluative sentence "It was a beautiful day at the beach". As a class we wrote the following:
It was a beautiful day at the beach. Waves crashed into the rocks, spewing a fan of water into air that reflected rainbow colors back to me. The glistening water brushed over the sand like an artist’s soft brushstroke. My eyes squinted and I pulled out my sunglasses. My feet dug into the cooler sand below the surface. The wind picked up and sand lifted off the beach and raced along the shore.
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages)
Lit term: allusion, protagonist, antagonist
We divided up into eight groups. Each group will be responsible for one of the following in order to present it to class in the next couple of weeks.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines Pablo Neruda
I do not love thee as if you were a salt-rose Neruda
Tyger, Tyger William Blake
Ozymandias Percy Bysshe Shelley
Reflective essay assigned. Language book p 32-33. We continued with reflective essay lessons. Final paper needs to have at least one incidence of dialogue.
In our effort to practice descriptive language, we practiced with the evaluative sentence "It was a beautiful day at the beach". As a class we wrote the following:
It was a beautiful day at the beach. Waves crashed into the rocks, spewing a fan of water into air that reflected rainbow colors back to me. The glistening water brushed over the sand like an artist’s soft brushstroke. My eyes squinted and I pulled out my sunglasses. My feet dug into the cooler sand below the surface. The wind picked up and sand lifted off the beach and raced along the shore.
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages)
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Outside reading book check
Lit term: personification, Allegory, alliteration
Beowulf final
Reflective essay assigned. Language book p 31-32 For tomorrow, have three snapshots chosen for the person you have chosen.
We discussed descriptive/ evaluative; snapshots.
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages
Lit term: personification, Allegory, alliteration
Beowulf final
Reflective essay assigned. Language book p 31-32 For tomorrow, have three snapshots chosen for the person you have chosen.
We discussed descriptive/ evaluative; snapshots.
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Monday, 4-9, outside reading due (800 pages
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Outside reading book check. Have your outside reading book with you and have two other people reading your book. It will be a participation point today. Next week it will be a participation negative point.
Reflective essay assigned. Language book p 28. We made a list of people who might be significant people in your life. Have one line written for at least one of them stating their significance. We read in the language book from page 28 through 31.
Descriptive/ evaluative; snapshots.
Death be not proud ( 348) Literature book. Summarize, theme, difficult/ strong lines, author’s skills. We did not write a full page on this. We only discussed it in class. The discussion involved enough people that we did not require writing. Good job.
John Donne
DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so,
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, 5
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, 10
And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well,
And better then thy stroke; why swell'st thou then;
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-15, Beowulf FINAL !!!!!!!
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Reflective essay assigned. Language book p 28. We made a list of people who might be significant people in your life. Have one line written for at least one of them stating their significance. We read in the language book from page 28 through 31.
Descriptive/ evaluative; snapshots.
Death be not proud ( 348) Literature book. Summarize, theme, difficult/ strong lines, author’s skills. We did not write a full page on this. We only discussed it in class. The discussion involved enough people that we did not require writing. Good job.
John Donne
DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so,
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, 5
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, 10
And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well,
And better then thy stroke; why swell'st thou then;
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.
Reminders:
Wednesday, 2-15, Beowulf FINAL !!!!!!!
Wednesday, 2-29, Reflective essay due
Friday, February 10, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Parent signature due.
Expectation quiz.
Sonnet 23 Louise Labe (321) Summarize in three sentences/ three lines or less. Then new paragraph. Explore any aspects of the poem you would like, but write up to a full page. [theme, author’s skills, connections, difficult lines, favorite lines]. Change ¶ each change of topic.
Sonnet 23 Loise Labe,1524-1566, translated by Willis Barnstone
What good is it to me if long ago
you eloquently praised my golden hair,
compared my eyes and beauty to the flare
of two suns where, you say, love bent the bow,
sending the darts that needles you with grief?
Where are your tears that faded in the ground?
Your death? by which your constant love is bound
in oaths and honor now beyond belief?
Your brutal goal was to make me a slave
beneath the ruse of being served by you.
Pardon me, friend, and for once hear me through:
I am outraged with anger and I rave.
Yet I am sure, wherever you have gone,
your martyrdom is hard as my black dawn.
Let’s play “COMITATUS” That was fun! Want to finish the game on Monday?
Expectation quiz.
Sonnet 23 Louise Labe (321) Summarize in three sentences/ three lines or less. Then new paragraph. Explore any aspects of the poem you would like, but write up to a full page. [theme, author’s skills, connections, difficult lines, favorite lines]. Change ¶ each change of topic.
Sonnet 23 Loise Labe,1524-1566, translated by Willis Barnstone
What good is it to me if long ago
you eloquently praised my golden hair,
compared my eyes and beauty to the flare
of two suns where, you say, love bent the bow,
sending the darts that needles you with grief?
Where are your tears that faded in the ground?
Your death? by which your constant love is bound
in oaths and honor now beyond belief?
Your brutal goal was to make me a slave
beneath the ruse of being served by you.
Pardon me, friend, and for once hear me through:
I am outraged with anger and I rave.
Yet I am sure, wherever you have gone,
your martyrdom is hard as my black dawn.
Let’s play “COMITATUS” That was fun! Want to finish the game on Monday?
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Beowulf from textbook. We finished it!
Page 29- 49. I suggest you review it by checking notes on-line.
Lit term: foil (see packet)
We watched Taylor Mali perform "Totally Like Whatever". Watch it here:
Reminders:
Thursday, 2-9, google docs permission
Friday. 2-10, parent signature, expectation quiz
Page 29- 49. I suggest you review it by checking notes on-line.
Lit term: foil (see packet)
We watched Taylor Mali perform "Totally Like Whatever". Watch it here:
Reminders:
Thursday, 2-9, google docs permission
Friday. 2-10, parent signature, expectation quiz
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Beowulf from textbook. We read up through most of page 29.
We also looked in the textbook for the following definitions and added them to our lit term sheets in our class packet.
epithet 419, kenning 52, epic hero 20
For Thursday, write a paragraph, maybe half a page, boast in the manner that Beowulf boasted. Make up you accomplishments.
Reminders:
Thursday, 2-9, google docs permission
Friday. 2-10, parent signature, expectation quiz
We also looked in the textbook for the following definitions and added them to our lit term sheets in our class packet.
epithet 419, kenning 52, epic hero 20
For Thursday, write a paragraph, maybe half a page, boast in the manner that Beowulf boasted. Make up you accomplishments.
Reminders:
Thursday, 2-9, google docs permission
Friday. 2-10, parent signature, expectation quiz
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Google docs, who signed on? Make sure you got parent permission slip signed on the school website. If you need help, see me by Thursday.
Gramma aid:
then/ than
except/ accept
good/ well
who/ whom
choose/ chose
lose/ loose
through/ threw
affect/ effect http://grammar.quickanddirtytips.com/affect-versus-effect.aspx
Old English We listened to Old English and looked at it, observing that it bore little resemblance to modern English.
Beowulf: We read some background information in the textbook. Tomorrow we start.
Reminders:
Thursday, 2-9, google docs permission
Friday. 2-10, parent signature, expectation quiz
Gramma aid:
then/ than
except/ accept
good/ well
who/ whom
choose/ chose
lose/ loose
through/ threw
affect/ effect http://grammar.quickanddirtytips.com/affect-versus-effect.aspx
Old English We listened to Old English and looked at it, observing that it bore little resemblance to modern English.
Beowulf: We read some background information in the textbook. Tomorrow we start.
Reminders:
Thursday, 2-9, google docs permission
Friday. 2-10, parent signature, expectation quiz
Monday, February 6, 2012
Monday, February 6, 2012
Welcome to the first day of the second semester.
Since you found this page, you are on your way to staying organized on your assignments. Comment on this blog and you can get a participation point.
Welcome to class.
We watched Poetri perform his "Krispy Kreme". Watch it here:
We practiced summarizing the selection. Our effort was to delete unnecessary details and summarize the main idea. One example is:
Poetri discusses his love/ hate relationship with Krispy Kreme.
We went over expectations. The first page needs a parent signature and return by Friday.
reminders:
Friday, 2-10, Parent signatures and Expectation quiz.
Since you found this page, you are on your way to staying organized on your assignments. Comment on this blog and you can get a participation point.
Welcome to class.
We watched Poetri perform his "Krispy Kreme". Watch it here:
We practiced summarizing the selection. Our effort was to delete unnecessary details and summarize the main idea. One example is:
Poetri discusses his love/ hate relationship with Krispy Kreme.
We went over expectations. The first page needs a parent signature and return by Friday.
reminders:
Friday, 2-10, Parent signatures and Expectation quiz.
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