<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:22:35.889-07:00</updated><category term='Post #1'/><title type='text'>AAAAAHHHH!!!!! ITS MY MEWMEWMEWMEWMEW: BLOGZ</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-7061451611482002450</id><published>2009-04-30T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:32:44.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adolescence II (Passage X): By Rita Dove</title><content type='html'>INTRO/THESIS STATEMENT&lt;br /&gt;In the poem, Adolescence-II, by Rita Dove, Dove uses the images of night to and darkness to highlight the dark and emotional times of her childhood. Dove really played with different images of darkness and shadows by consuming the entire setting in darkness. The overall atmosphere and tone of the poem was very dark and heavy, almost like the narrator was engulfed in night. Whatever the narrator was going through, it seemed to torment her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BODY I: The use of imagery is used to highlight the torment and struggle the narrator is going through.&lt;br /&gt;-"sweat prickles behind my knees, the baby-breasts are alert.": This shows that the narrator is anxious and nervous about something. Its almost like they're expecting something to happen or someone to come.&lt;br /&gt;-"Night rests like a ball of fur on my tongue": Expresses the hashness and intensity of what just happened to the narrator. Having a ball of fur on your tongue cant bevery pleasant so this shows that the narrator is very uncomfortable and overwhelmed by the men who just left.&lt;br /&gt;-"I sit in the bathroom, waiting.": Shows that the narrator is expecting something to happen or to meet/encounter someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BODY II: The image and setting of night shows the intensity of the narrator and how they feel throughout the whole poem.&lt;br /&gt;-"And they rise, Glittering like pools of ink under moonlight, And vanish": This gives the visitors an almost sinister feel to them. Their prescence in throughout the whole poem is very dark and mysterious to the narrator.&lt;br /&gt;-"I clutch at the ragged holes they leave behind, here at the edge of darkness.": This shows that these men left some type of impression on the narrator or hurt her in some type of way. Holes connotate that maybe they hurt her in some type of way and they've left her alone in darkness.  "At the edge of darkness" could be a reference to how the narrator is feeling after encountering the 3 men. Darkness and "at the edge" kind of tell the reader that the narrator is left alone and they're maybe confused or unaware of something going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-7061451611482002450?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7061451611482002450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=7061451611482002450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/7061451611482002450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/7061451611482002450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/adolescence-ii-passage-x-by-rita-dove.html' title='Adolescence II (Passage X): By Rita Dove'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-7901999878560363011</id><published>2009-03-26T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:41:00.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Character Analysis: Jewel</title><content type='html'>In the novel "As I Lay Dying" by William Faulkner, Faulkner uses an interesting twist in his stories. Instead of having the whole story told by one narrator, he decided to use all the characters and made them all narrators. Each character has their own chapter that's self titled and it has that character give their personal thoughts or views on a certain situation. This was a clever way to make the novel because with each chapter, its like the character is revealing more and more about themselves and their personal character. The chapters are like brief journal entries for every character and thats where they reveal their true feelings about whatever's going on in their lives. Another interesting thing about this novel is that all the characters are different and they have their own way of expressing themselves especially when it comes to language and diction.&lt;br /&gt;One of these interesting characters would have to be Jewel. Surprisingly, Jewel is actually a male and he is one of Addie's children. I think he is one of the more interesting characters because his connection with everyone else in the novel is very distant. Jewel really separates himself from the other characters because of previous actions in the story. His relationship with his other siblings isn't very good either. The other siblings seem to be jealous of Jewel at times because Addie, the mother, loved him more than his other brothers and sister. I know it sounds really bad but unfortunately its the truth.&lt;br /&gt;In the novel its clear that Jewel had a better relationship with his mother more than the other siblings. In Darl's section of As I Lay Dying, he and the rest of the family are traveling to Jefferson, which is where Addie wished to buried. During this journey there were alot of obstacles they had to overcome and one of them was working as a team. Jewel was portrayed as being very stubborn and difficult with everyone. For example, Jewel's brother, Cash would try to work with him and direct Jewel but he would ignore him completely. Throughout the novel Jewel would purposely separate himself from other people. For example,when they were all trying to cross the river, Jewel was very attached to the horse and nothing else. He even went as far as to try and carry it across the river himself. Cash would try and tell him just let the horse swim, but Jewel refused to listen to him (p.144-145).&lt;br /&gt;Another characteristic about Jewel is that he loved and adored his horse dearly. Everything he would do involved his horse. Even though Jewel separated himself from everyone in the "river crossing" scene, he stayed attached to his horse. The horse is very important in characterizing Jewel because it represents who he is in so many ways. For example, Jewel and his horse's relationship is an extended metaphor of Jewel and Addie's relationship as a child. Jewel was obviously the favorite of Addie's and she never tried to hide it. Jewel and his horse represent him and his mother because it says that "Ma would sit in the lamp-light, holding him on a pillow on her lap. We would wake and find her so. There would be no sound from them"(p. 144). Then the scene goes on to show Jewel comforting the horse as they crossed the river. Jewel calms the horse by saying" Go on,I aint going to let nothing hurt you. Go on, now" (p. 144). This part truly reflects the loving bond between Jewel and Addie, as well as Jewel and his horse. Also, Jewel ignored Cash's voice, just as Addie would ignore them many times as kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-7901999878560363011?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7901999878560363011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=7901999878560363011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/7901999878560363011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/7901999878560363011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/character-analysis-jewel.html' title='Character Analysis: Jewel'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-8744805198185541978</id><published>2009-02-26T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:47:10.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Fox: The Commentary</title><content type='html'>Throughout our society, there are many different perceptions of women. Some are good and some not so good, but these different perceptions of women are determined by different factors.  This can come in the form of movies, music, television, or the media. The most obvious, yet powerful way women are portrayed is through writing. For centuries, men and women have used writing to their advantage as a way to express their feelings and emotions towards certain issues or even people. Margaret Atwood does an excellent job of addressing different issues through writing.&lt;br /&gt;In the poem, "Red Fox", by Margaret Atwood, she uses conceit and oxymorons to highlight the corruption of society and how women must struggle to survive. The interesting thing about this poem is that Atwood basically makes women seem very mischevious and sneaky in order to get want they want. However, she does justify it by giving different scenarios and reasons for their behavior. Atwood uses the extended metaphor of a red fox to describe the actions of women in a corrupt society. "The sly trickster's eyes, filled with longing and desperation" are just one of many words used to describe the behavior of women. Atwood was trying to say that some women are willing to be very deceitful and cunning in order to get what they want in life."Her white knife of a smile" implies that this red fox, or woman may seem very friendly at first, but its just a way for her to use people to get her way in life. Another emotion present in Red Fox is that of pain and emptiness. Words and phrases such as "filled with longing and desperation" show that there is something missing or being taken away from the "red fox". This could easily be interpreted into a way to describe the high rate of poverty and injustice in society.&lt;br /&gt;Atwood pointed out in her poem that red foxes, or women, can be very deceitful and sly. However, she also argues that they are justified in what they do. "Why encourage the notion of virtuous poverty?" is the most evident example of how Atwood uses oxymoron to show the issue of corruption and poverty in society. In "Red Fox",she is also saying that "virtuous poverty" is a philosophy that many wealthy and privileged people use as an excuse NOT to help out the poor. "It's only an excuse for zero charity" is a line that portrays the wealthy as people who believe that it is better to remain poor and suffer rather than fight to survive when in reality, they're just saying this so that they won't have to be concerned about helping the poor and abused people in society. Atwood begins to defend the actions of deceitful and cunning women in society with lines like "Of course there are mothers, squeezing their breasts dry, pawning their bodies". This shows that women only do the things they do in order to survive and give themselves (as well as their families) a chance at living a decent life. "To survive we'd all turn thief" really supports Atwood's overall argument defending struggling women in society.  Although what they're doing is wrong, they can be justified in their actions because they're only trying to survive. Also, if we were in their shoes, we all would do the same thing in order to ensure ourselves a chance at survival and a good life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-8744805198185541978?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8744805198185541978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=8744805198185541978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/8744805198185541978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/8744805198185541978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/red-fox-commentary.html' title='Red Fox: The Commentary'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-8111091609046986374</id><published>2009-02-12T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:59:06.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From The Frontier Of Writing: Commentary</title><content type='html'>In "From The Frontier Of Writing" by Seamus Heaney, Heaney uses imagery and the extended metaphor of driving down a road to show the stress and anxiety writers face dealing with critics and editors. Heaney compares criticism as a writer to driving down a road to show that there are many obstacles and problems you run into. Writers are often criticized for th things they write about or the type of writing style they have and thats the issue that Heaney was trying to address through this poem.&lt;br /&gt;In the poem there are alot of symbols and metahphors used to describe the feeling of being a writer criticized and watched by others. For example, one line says "the car stops in the road, the troops inspect its make and number" and this shows that people are constantly looking at your works and trying to catergorize it under a certain label.  Also, I think that cars represented like the speaker's pen and the road was his canvas or writing surface. It makes sense that Heaney would use a car to relate to writing bcuz they have so much in common. with a car ur able to move as freely as you want to. ALso, you can go in any direction that you desire to go in. It the same with writing, the pen is your vehicle and you can allow it to take you where ever your mind desires to go. The troops and inspectors in this poem represent the critics and editors in the world. They always have something to say pertaining to different types of art such as writing. This can be discouraging at times bcuz they're known for putting people's work down and trying to change it. But I think the whole point of this poem was to show that you can never limit the creativity or thinking process of a writer.&lt;br /&gt;There is an overall tone of insecurity and caution. The speaker doesn't really address a certain person but instead, its almost as if He or she is making it public for everyone to hear. Its like they're tryin to warn us about the different critics and things out there that try to limitor censor our true thoughts and ways of expressing it. They saying that writing is one of those few liberties that no one can take away from us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-8111091609046986374?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8111091609046986374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=8111091609046986374' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/8111091609046986374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/8111091609046986374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/from-frontier-of-writing-commentary.html' title='From The Frontier Of Writing: Commentary'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-6067954455577571097</id><published>2009-02-05T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:34:32.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackberry-Picking: The Commentary</title><content type='html'>In Blackberry-Picking, by Seamus Heaney, Heaney uses Imagery and Blackberries as a metaphor for the speaker's transition from adolecence to maturity. Imagery is used to show the natural or physical action of picking berries but, it also show the speaker's loss of innocence transtion into realization. These effects are used to highlight the speaker's vivid memories of a favorite pastime of his or hers- Blackberry picking! This not only shows a chilhood memory of the speaker, but it also shows the speaker's transition from loss of innocence into adulthood or reality. The overall structure and tone really contribute to the whole meaning of the poem as well because its very different from most poetry. For example, the poem isn't really broken up into stanzas, they're all clumped together somewhat like a short story or maybe even a journal entry. Because it is structured like a journal or diary entry, it kinda shows that this poem is very important to the creator and perhaps it could be even personal to him as well. Also, the 1st "stanza" is much longer than the 2nd one and the 1st one happens to be very positive and colorful, whereas the 2nd one is much shorter and its very dark and depressing as far as tone and mood.&lt;br /&gt;In Blackberry-Picking, Heaney uses imagery to describe his childhood memories of picking berries. This was something that was very precious and important to him because in the natural, blackberry picking was a tradition for the speaker as a child but it has a more significant meaning to it. Blackberry picking represents the speaker's adolecence and innocence and throughout the 1st stanza, the whole mood and tone of the poem is very peaceful and pleasurable. For example, it says "we trekked and picked until the cans were full" and this shows the speaker's carelessness and free spirit. Berries are used to show the speaker's transtion from innocence to adulthood and this is evident in lines like"one glossy purple clot among others, red, green, hard as a knot" and this shows the growth and change the berries go through as they begin to ripen.&lt;br /&gt; Also, the word "ripen" is very important to the poem and my thesis because it represents change and growth to fruits. I think the word "ripen" also signifies the change the speaker is going through in the poem. Usually when a fruit is ripening, its beginning to develop and change into a state in which its able to be eaten, and thats exactly what the speaker is going through. In the 1st stanza, the overall mood and tone is very innocent, careless, and free. But in the 2nd stanza, its much shorter and the whole mood and tone is very dark and depressing. I think the stanzas are so different in length because the reader obviously enjoyed the blackberry picking more and he or she liked the feeling of being care-free and playful. The 2nd stanza is much shorter in length compared to the 1st because this is the point in the poem where the speaker realizes that good things don't last forever. For example, it says"The juice was stinking too....the sweet flesh would turn sour" and this shows that those sweet berries are all beginning to go bad and they've lost their flavor and sweetness. This is the point where the speaker loses his or her innocence and begins to see reality. Finally, the speaker realizes that everything isn't sweet (lol no pun intended) and at some point all things, good and bad, must come to end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-6067954455577571097?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6067954455577571097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=6067954455577571097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/6067954455577571097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/6067954455577571097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/blackberry-picking-commentary.html' title='Blackberry-Picking: The Commentary'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-1367188484587442055</id><published>2009-01-29T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:37:53.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman's Constancy- The Commentary! mewmewmewmew!!!!</title><content type='html'>In Woman's Constancy, by John Donne, the writer uses diction and catalogue to show his or her uncertainty and instability of their marriage. From the beginning of the poem, there is a hint of irony and satire from the 1st line to the actual title of the poem. When you first see the title of the poem, you might automatically think that it'll be something nice and romantic towards women, but its actually the complete opposite. Personally, I thats what I thought of when I first read the title because I know that John Donne is considered a metaphysical and romantic poet but I was completely surprised by the actual poem.&lt;br /&gt;      In Woman's Constancy, Donne uses a lot of diction in the poem to describe the confusion the speaker has about the condition of his or her marriage. Throghout the poem, there is a tone of anger and uncertainty bcuz the speaker feels as if their lover/spouse isn't fully committed or faithful. The diction also reveals that the speaker doesn't really believe in the true power or spiritual aspect of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;       In my opinion, I feel that the speaker really wanted to have a good marriage but they didnt really believe in the true meaning of marriage. When I look at the diction, I feel that the speaker saw his or her marriage as more of a legal agreement than a spiritual connection. For example, Donne uses words like oaths, contracts, and vow and, this shows that the speaker sees the legal component to marriage but they arent really seeing it from a spiritual or romantic aspect. Also, the speaker uses words like fear, wrath, untie, death, unloose, and dispute. These words show that the speaker has no connection with their spouse and there is a feeling of separation because the words untie and unloose show that theres no type of unity or trust within their marriage or relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-1367188484587442055?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1367188484587442055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=1367188484587442055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/1367188484587442055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/1367188484587442055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2009/01/womans-constancy-commentary.html' title='Woman&apos;s Constancy- The Commentary! mewmewmewmew!!!!'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-5502403258414977947</id><published>2009-01-29T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:52:50.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman's Constancy</title><content type='html'>Now thou hast loved me one whole day,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow when thou leav'st, what wilt thou say?&lt;br /&gt;Wilt thou then antedate some new made vow?&lt;br /&gt;                          Or say that now&lt;br /&gt;We are not just those persons, which we were?&lt;br /&gt;Or, that oaths made in reverential fear&lt;br /&gt;Of love, and his wrath, any may forswear?&lt;br /&gt;Or, as true deaths, true marriages untie,&lt;br /&gt;So lovers' contracts, images of those,&lt;br /&gt;Bind but till sleep, death's image, them unloose?&lt;br /&gt;                            Or, your own end to justify,&lt;br /&gt;For having purposed change, and falsehood, you&lt;br /&gt;Can have no way but falsehood to be true?&lt;br /&gt;Vain lunatic, against these 'scapes I could&lt;br /&gt;                         Dispute, and conquer, if I would,&lt;br /&gt;                         Which I abstain to do,&lt;br /&gt;For by tomorrow, I may think so too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-5502403258414977947?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5502403258414977947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=5502403258414977947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/5502403258414977947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/5502403258414977947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2009/01/womans-constancy.html' title='Woman&apos;s Constancy'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-1240037648948597760</id><published>2009-01-22T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:08:29.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morrow</title><content type='html'>In the poem Good Morrow by John Donne, the use of diction is used to express Donnes desire to find true love. Throughout the poem, John Donne uses many ways to express one emotion. That one emotion would of course be love. Donne really manipulates and masters the control over words and uses them in interesting ways. He uses them to outline his overall quest for spritual happiness with his one true love.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout Good Morrow, John Donne uses different words and allusions as pieces of a puzzle to complete his extended metaphor. The diction in Good Morrow is used express his love fo a special person. However, he also uses it to highlight his past present and future experiences with seraching for love.&lt;br /&gt;There are many examples of this and one of them is in the 2nd stanza "Let Sea-Discoveres to new worlds have gone" Shows that he is searching all over the world for his one true love. Also, the word Maps indicates that he is perhaps lost and trying to find a certain direction to go in. The word one shows that Donne has a desire to be united and connected spritually with this person he just met.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing the diction does is highlight Donne's journey on his spritual quest for true love.. The 1st stanza has alot of past tense phrases like "Did, till we loved?" and this shows that he analyzes his past actions and feelings before meeting her. In the 2nd stanza, he says "good-morrow to our waking souls" and this line shows that Donne is just beginning something new with his love. Also, the word good-morrow means good morning and this indicates a new beginning in his life. In the 3rd stanza, Donne has many questions such as "Where can we find two better hemispheres without sharp north, without declining west?". This shows that Donne is very wishful yet uncertain about the future condition of their relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-1240037648948597760?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1240037648948597760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=1240037648948597760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/1240037648948597760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/1240037648948597760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-morrow.html' title='Good Morrow'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-451315822403871754</id><published>2008-12-01T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:09:51.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Operation Lysistrata: The Results(Pt 2)!!!!! supsupsup!</title><content type='html'>Ok Hola u guys once again! As u kno already, I decided to protest AGAINST abortion around the world by taking a vow of silence for 2 days in school. I wore a piece of duct tape over my mouth with the word "LIFE" written across it. Also in addition to silence, I ended my protest by fasting from food from 6am to 6pm that Wednesday! My whole reason for doing a protest like that was to not only complete my English project (supsupsup!), but I really wanted to raise awareness about the issue of abortion and how it can affect our society.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I feel that during the times we're in right now, people tend to overlook certain issues and focus more on others.&lt;br /&gt;       Overall, I was very proud of myself for doin what I did. I've never did anything like this before. It definitely wasn't easy and I took a huge risk by doing this protest but I  figured it was for a good cause so I continued with it. It was really hard bcuz alot of people weren't expectin it and they had no idea what I was doin so they all looked at me like I was crazy. Also, it the whole vow of silence and tape over my mouth is completely outside of my character so it not only shocked others, but it even shocked me! But personally, I think the best thing about this whole experience is that I proved to myself that I could something that I never thought I could do.&lt;br /&gt;        I would have to say the best part of the whole protest was all the attention I got from unsuspecting people in the hallways and in my classes. I mean come on, its not evryday that u get to see someone with tape over their mouth and a clipboard hanging from their neck! LOL I actually had one of my friends ask me during the protest "Does it irritate u when people ask what you're doin?" and my answer (well more like written response since I couldnt talk) was no. The reason why I said no was that my whole purpose and goal was to draw attention to myself so that I could  possibly raise awareness about abortion and how serious it is. However, one thing I didnt appreciate about the whole experience was that people would purposely mess with meto make me break my vow of silence and ruin the protest. Unfortunately, at one point during the 1st day I unknowningly broke the silence bcuz of a teacher so onething that I would do differently would be to have tape over my mouth the entire tim and never take it off. I must say though that the whole protest was a great experience was great and I'd love to do it again sometime! Well I've said enough but I'd love to kno what u guys thought about my protest...Did u like it, hate it, agree/disagree? All comments are welcome! SUPSUPSUP!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-451315822403871754?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/451315822403871754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=451315822403871754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/451315822403871754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/451315822403871754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-operation-lysistrata-resultspt-2.html' title='My Operation Lysistrata: The Results(Pt 2)!!!!! supsupsup!'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-8301526899560129473</id><published>2008-11-23T19:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:30:51.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Operation Lysistrata: supsupsup!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok guys here's my plan/protest....For my protest, I've decided to protest  against Abortion. Personally, Im against abortion because I dont believe anyone should have the right to get rid of/kill another human being. Many people argue and try to get technical about the point at which a fetus becomes an actual person, but to me I think its ridiculous. Some people like to debate that after a certain amount of months, a fetus is considered a living creature but I dont understand bcuz people follow that yet...However we all found out  in science/health/sex ed. class that when sperm and egg meet it = a zygote which eventually = an embryo that = to a baby!!!!! (supsupsup).  Idk maybe I'm missing something but I think that logic is flawed to a certain extent...But anyways to outwardly show my protest, I will pledge to an oath of silence throughout the school day and I'll also have a piece of tape over my mouth that says LIFE...&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'd like to apologize to anyone if this offends you, but this is what I believe and I'd like to publicly show it...what do u guys think? supsupsup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-8301526899560129473?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8301526899560129473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=8301526899560129473' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/8301526899560129473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/8301526899560129473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-operation-lysistrata-supsupsup.html' title='My Operation Lysistrata: supsupsup!!!!!'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-7780452213613848137</id><published>2008-11-17T17:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:16:08.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spartans: supsupsup!?</title><content type='html'>I felt bad for the Spartans in this play bcuz I feel that they were poorly represented in the play. Idk if it was the translation or if it was Aristophanes but I didt like this in Lysistrata. I feel that the Spartans were portrayed as dumb, uneducated, "country" people which made them seem like they were less than they really were. It almost established some type of social status in the play bcuz evryone else spoke normal and they were civilized but the Spartans were obnoxious. It didnt fit any historical info on Spartans bcuz they were very aggressive but they were barbaric and uncivilized when in actuality, they were some of the best warriors in history!...idk what do u guys think? supsupsup!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-7780452213613848137?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7780452213613848137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=7780452213613848137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/7780452213613848137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/7780452213613848137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/spartans-supsupsup.html' title='Spartans: supsupsup!?'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-4627593591956107095</id><published>2008-11-17T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:45:12.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexual Puns: supsupsupsup!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OK, when I first started reading this play, I was real confused bcuz I was informed that there would be some sexual jokes in here but I didnt when they would come. SO I think I kinda overlooked some of them at the beginning but as time went on, I started to catch on and they were really funny. For example, when Kinesias comes to the Acropolis gates to see Myrrhine, he talks to Lysistrata and she tells him that " I swear you're never out of Myrrhine's mouth". And then, Lysistrata asks him what does she get out of letting him see Myrrhine and Kinesias tells her that she can "See his situation"....idk have u guys noticed any other ones? supsupsup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-4627593591956107095?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4627593591956107095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=4627593591956107095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/4627593591956107095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/4627593591956107095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/sexual-puns-supsupsupsup.html' title='Sexual Puns: supsupsupsup!!!!!'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-7359170324379284472</id><published>2008-11-17T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:37:34.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinesias and Myrrhine: supsupsupsupsup!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG! That scene with Kinesias and Myrrhine was too funny! I know&lt;br /&gt;Ms. D was tellin us to expect alot of sexual puns but I was not expectin these! I felt kinda bad though for Kinesias bcuz he really got played by Myrrhine. On the other hand, I was proud of Myrrhine bcuz she was one of few women who was actually serious and committed to the oath of abstinence. I know it had to be hard (no pun intended) for both Kinesias and Myrrhine bcuz they were face to face with each other and there was no one there to stop them from doin whatever they wanted to. I thnk Myrrhine did a great job of keepin the oath of sexual purity....idk what do you think? supsupsup!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-7359170324379284472?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7359170324379284472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=7359170324379284472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/7359170324379284472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/7359170324379284472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/kinesias-and-myrrhine-supsupsupsupsup.html' title='Kinesias and Myrrhine: supsupsupsupsup!!!!!'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-5908893040525255309</id><published>2008-11-17T16:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:23:43.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would this work?</title><content type='html'>When I first started reading Lysistrata, I wasn't sure if this plan would really work . i wasnt sure if it would work bcuz there were alot of women who tried to "escape" the oath they made. There seemed to be a lack of committment among the group of women. For one, they all showed up late to the meeting, and that shows that they didnt have much interest in helping out. Also, the minute Lysistrata and Kleonike said the idea, aot of them were ready to leave. This also shows me why I think this plan would have a hard time succeeding in real life. There wouldnt be much dedication or committment to the cause....idk what do u think? supsupsup!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-5908893040525255309?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5908893040525255309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=5908893040525255309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/5908893040525255309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/5908893040525255309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/would-this-work.html' title='Would this work?'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-8426943171588847581</id><published>2008-11-16T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:30:12.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Lysistrata!</title><content type='html'>Wow, when I think about the plan Lysistrata came up with to end the war, I thought it was very interesting. But then I thnk, would that ever work in our time? I think theres a possibility that it could and its a possiblity that it wont work. I think it could work in our case since we hav the war in the Middle East but th eone thing that wouldn haveto change would be that everyone in the US would have to participate. In the play, Lysistrata only had women whose husbands were fighting participate but I think that if all women (and men) across America participated, itwould be very effective. But then again, it would be kind of hard bcuz everyone has their own views on abstinence and when enough is enough....idk what do u think? do u think this woudl work n real life (2day) ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-8426943171588847581?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8426943171588847581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=8426943171588847581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/8426943171588847581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/8426943171588847581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/operation-lysistrata.html' title='Operation Lysistrata!'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-3048672736110416973</id><published>2008-11-16T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:18:50.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Language! pt 2</title><content type='html'>Im kind of sad bcz I just found out that we cant do the presentation idea we wanted to...but its alrght cuz we found another one! Alot things dealing with language in Lysistrata are ways of using characterization. I think it would be an interesting idea if we could compare the Characters names to how they are as people. For example, Kineas is like the word&lt;br /&gt;Kinesiology, which is the study of movement. the connection we could make is with his uncontrollable movement bcuz when he was calling for his wife,hecouldnt stand still...idk what do u think? supsupsup!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-3048672736110416973?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3048672736110416973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=3048672736110416973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/3048672736110416973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/3048672736110416973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/language-pt-2.html' title='Language! pt 2'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-6805092570028537059</id><published>2008-11-16T20:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:26:45.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Language!</title><content type='html'>I just found out that I'll be doing language for my oral presentation. I'm kinda confused bcuz I've done a presentation just language but when I think about it, theres alot u can do with it. One way language can be used is through characterization. For example, the Spartans are the only group of people in Lysistrata who have a distinct type of speech or accent. Its almost like their southern, country folks or somethin. This reveals that there might have been some type of social class within Greek society...idk supsupsup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-6805092570028537059?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6805092570028537059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=6805092570028537059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/6805092570028537059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/6805092570028537059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/language.html' title='Language!'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-2731894113904780719</id><published>2008-11-16T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:16:55.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lysistrata</title><content type='html'>I think the beginning of Lysistrata was kind of confusin. It was confusin 4 me bcuz of the language. I know Ms. D was tellin us to expect puns and sexual inuendo but I wasn't sure if what they were sayin was a play on word or just the literal meaning. For example, on p. 18 Lysistrata went from talking about how lazy the Spartans were to how scrumptious their eels were. idk..supsupsup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-2731894113904780719?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2731894113904780719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=2731894113904780719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/2731894113904780719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/2731894113904780719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/lysistrata.html' title='Lysistrata'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-945249270614931461</id><published>2008-10-27T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:03:37.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judge Brack: supsupsupsup?</title><content type='html'>Judge Brack was an interesting character in the play for many reasons. To me, he was a male version of Hedda (or maybe it was Hedda that was the female version of him, idk?) They were both manipulative towards one another and everyone else around them. I think Judge Brack represents the oppression and corruption that females are tryin to fight against in that time period. I find it ironic too that Brack's character had to be a Judge bcuz he was the most unfair and unjust in the play to me. Brack should've used his role as Judge to serve justice and righteousness to people around him.  But instead, he used his authority for bad and to take advantage of anyone he wanted to.....what do u think?&lt;br /&gt;~supsupsupsup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-945249270614931461?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/945249270614931461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=945249270614931461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/945249270614931461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/945249270614931461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/10/judge-brack-supsupsupsup.html' title='Judge Brack: supsupsupsup?'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-3780640393507059879</id><published>2008-10-27T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:39:40.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poem I made up for Hedda Gabler: supsupsupsup!!!!!</title><content type='html'>POOR HEDDA&lt;br /&gt;Poor Hedda, thirsty for control,&lt;br /&gt;But what good is power if you lose your own soul?&lt;br /&gt;Constantly fighting and always getting mad&lt;br /&gt;Too busy to see what she already had.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Hedda, thirsty for control,&lt;br /&gt;But what good is power if you lose your soul?&lt;br /&gt;Poor Hedda, thirsty for control,&lt;br /&gt;Always digging yourself into a hole&lt;br /&gt;Allowing you anger to get bigger and bigger&lt;br /&gt;You always had a gun, but never pulled the trigger!&lt;br /&gt;Poor Hedda, thirsty for control,&lt;br /&gt;But what good is power if you lose your own soul?&lt;br /&gt;Poor Hedda, so thirsty and broken&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find the things that were stolen!&lt;br /&gt;Always searching for something so deep,&lt;br /&gt;But sadly it was something that you could never keep.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Hedda, thirsty for control,&lt;br /&gt;But what good is power if you lose your own soul?&lt;br /&gt;Dear Hedda, desperate for meaningful life,&lt;br /&gt;But always consumed by the trouble and strife&lt;br /&gt;Before you could even take your last breath,&lt;br /&gt;The only true power you had was through death.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Hedda, thirsty for control,&lt;br /&gt;But what good was power if you lost your own soul?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-3780640393507059879?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3780640393507059879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=3780640393507059879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/3780640393507059879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/3780640393507059879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-poem-i-made-up-for-hedda-gabler.html' title='My Poem I made up for Hedda Gabler: supsupsupsup!!!!!'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-1465996470794224036</id><published>2008-10-27T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:27:30.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hats: supsupsupsup?</title><content type='html'>When we discussed motifs and symbols in the play, alot of people brought up pistols and other things but the one motif that stood out to me was the hats. I think hats played a very important part in the play bcuz it showed the true personalities of certain characters in the play. Hats are usually associated with being a means of protection from the sun by acting as shade. Also, hats are used as accessories for an elegant outfit for a formal event....Aunt Julie used her hat to show that she was of the same social status as Hedda. She wanted Hedda to believe that she was on the same level as her bcuz Hedda tended to look down on other females around her. Unfortunately, Aunt Julie's pln didnt work bcuz not only did Hedda fail to see it as a "rich person's" hat, but she ended up mistaking it for the maid's ...which is even worse!!!!!! What other motifs did u guys notice?&lt;br /&gt;~supsupsupsup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-1465996470794224036?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1465996470794224036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=1465996470794224036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/1465996470794224036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/1465996470794224036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/10/hats-supsupsupsup.html' title='Hats: supsupsupsup?'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-6947205370558065276</id><published>2008-10-27T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:11:24.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicide: supsupsupsup? :(</title><content type='html'>When Hedda killed herself, I was really shocked! She entered the play with so much power and control over everyone and the only person who she saw as a threat was Judge Brack. Hedda was so clever when it came to manipulating others to get what she wanted. I find it ironic bcuz she had so much control over everyone else's minds but the one mind she could never control was her own. I think its bcuz Hedda was so focused on controlling everyone and evrything around her that she lost control of her own being. What do u guys think&lt;br /&gt;~supsupsupsup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-6947205370558065276?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6947205370558065276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=6947205370558065276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/6947205370558065276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/6947205370558065276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/10/suicide-supsupsupsup.html' title='Suicide: supsupsupsup? :('/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-2391187197103830715</id><published>2008-10-27T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:04:27.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lorca vs. Ibsen: supsupsupsup?</title><content type='html'>As I read both House of Bernarda Alba by Lorca and Hedda Gabler by Ibsen, I couldnt help but notice alot of similarities between the 2 plays. For one, I noticed a theme of oppression and a power struggle between women and what society sees them as. The only difference is that the girls in House of Bernarda Alba were a bit reserved in their approach to get freedom. Alot of the daughters didnt start to speak up or fight back until the end...But in Hedda Gabler, Hedda started out fighting and claiming authority over what was hers. Also, I noticed that both protagonists (Hedda and Adela) felt so much pressure and control over their lives, that they saw death by their own hand as an only means of escape. What do u guys think?&lt;br /&gt;~supsupsupsup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-2391187197103830715?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2391187197103830715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=2391187197103830715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/2391187197103830715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/2391187197103830715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/10/lorca-vs-ibsen-supsupsupsup.html' title='Lorca vs. Ibsen: supsupsupsup?'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-6195382618210592841</id><published>2008-10-26T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:56:25.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hedda: supsupsupsup!</title><content type='html'>Overall, I felt kinda bad for Hedda. She was very cruel and rude to alot of people in the play, but she only did it cuz she had to. I think alot of people who read the book kind of put Hedda in her own category of woman but to me she was just like the others. Hedda was subject to the same sexism and opression the other women went through. The only difference between Hedda and the other women is that she attempted to fight back..And so far she did a good job but I think she let the pressure get to her head and started to self destruct....Hedda felt strongest when she had control over others but she realized that if she wasnt in control, that someone had control over her and she didnt like that...Hedda could only see herself in control and the only way she saw that possibly happening was through death so she decided to take her own life..Its very sad but true..Some people are so afraid that others will take control of them that they see themselves in power through death ya kno?&lt;br /&gt;supsupsupsup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-6195382618210592841?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6195382618210592841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=6195382618210592841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/6195382618210592841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/6195382618210592841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/10/hedda-supsupsupsup.html' title='Hedda: supsupsupsup!'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586315158115076966.post-3538435905576183540</id><published>2008-09-19T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:25:18.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post #1'/><title type='text'>Ibsen Commentary</title><content type='html'>Hey you guys, my name is Aaron and Im on here to post some stuff on Ibsen and other plays. Hope I have fun and everyone enjoys it! Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586315158115076966-3538435905576183540?l=aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3538435905576183540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586315158115076966&amp;postID=3538435905576183540' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/3538435905576183540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586315158115076966/posts/default/3538435905576183540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronbledsoe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ibsen-commentary.html' title='Ibsen Commentary'/><author><name>Mr. TIckle Me Elmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17279614967988616993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
