Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Plans for my Research Paper


I plan on revising and expanding my second essay by checking that I stay on topic throughout the paper. I want to make sure my introduction states clearly what I intend to do and validate that my aims are clear to the readers. My paper is somewhat already nicely organized so my goal is to perfect the development and organization of what is soon to be my research paper. As far as the conclusion goes, I want to make sure the paper is all tied in together and that I get my point across the readers without any doubts or confusion.
I will expand it by using facts and statistics to why being in denial is an unhealthy living and acceptance is only the beginning of a fresh start. I don’t want to add false claims nor weak ones. I’ve noticed that reading out loud can help one notice how well an essay flows. I check my work by asking questions and answering them truthfully. I don’t want to give the readers an opposing viewpoint, and if there’s any I plan on giving my input and diminishing them.
An important aspect that I consider in a paper is repetition. Words and phrases being used numerous times in the same essay can help an essay die out. So that being said, my plan is to look for alternative words to switch things up and not bore the reader. A good tip I’ve received from my peers is that I should wait a few hours or days before going over my paper the second time so I can have a clear and clean mind. It's important not to fall in love with your work so you can always find ways to improve it. My paper hasn’t had the best transitions, so creating smooth and easy flowing ones would be a good start to perfecting my paper.
I will be expanding my essay by using websites within the Lee College database. I will be using these to make sure my essay is factual and has accurate and credible updated information. Using these databases makes it easier for me to site reliable information. I plan to further discuss and elaborate on the different feelings in a relationship between a male and female. Also, how psychology can affect and take place in a relationship between two people. Going through the essay and asking myself questions about from curiosity or confusion is a good way for me to find interesting research that not only I but others may be intrigued by. By doing this I can help the readers have a more understanding and clear perspective on my paper.
Being detailed and being complex can as well help a reader understand my perspective on both love poems. Another way I could further improve my paper is by asking for other’s input to receive an outside perspective on my writing. A good way of doing this would be by making an appointment at the writing center. This way I can make sure my writing can be fully understood by others besides me alone. These are my ideas for changing, revising, expanding, and developing my essay it into a well-constructed and detailed paper that can satisfy its audience.

Monday, March 5, 2018

Comparisson of Two Love Poems


The two works I have chosen that address the same theme are “Hate Poem” by Julie Sheehan and “Please Come Late” by Hugo Williams in the book 180 More Extraordinary Poems for Every Day. These poems come together on the subject of love.

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The “Hate Poem” uses the word “hate” many times. What you come to figure out is that the “hate” word really means love. The narrator is constantly thinking about her significant other. When she says, “My breast relaxing in their holster from morning to night hate you.” (22-23), give away the fact that these two people had an intimate relationship. When reading this poem, it's easy to understand that the slightest things remind her of her lover. For example, “The flick of my wrist hates you.” (3) or “The way I hold my pencil hates you.” (4). She confesses in the end that no matter how much she “hates” him, she can never have enough of him in the line “My lungs, duplicitous twins, expand with the utter validity of my hate, which can never have enough of you.” (28-29). She lets us know she was very comfortable with him in the line “You know how when I’m sleepy I nuzzle my head under your arm? Hate.” (20-21). When she says, “My hesitation when you invite me for a ride: hate.” (18), she is really saying she gets nervous to see him and spend time with him not that she is hesitant to spend time with him because she “hates” him.

To summarize, the poem “Please Come Late”, is about a guy who is waiting for someone he loves to come back. He is so exhausted from waiting for his significant other that he is outworking his mind trying to convince himself that he is over her when he is still in love with her. He tells us “I’m on my second coffee by now”. It is easy to conclude that he loves her if he is willing to wait after he is passed a late coffee waiting for her. He tries to make excuses for her when he says, “praying you are lost.” (8), he does this as a form of reassuring himself that she is still with him even though she is not. He confesses there is nothing more left to them but that he will continue to wait and be there for her if she decides to ever come back when he says, “I know it is all over between us, but I go on sitting here” (24-25). It’s obvious he is in love with her in the line “thinking everyone is you” (4). If someone starts imagining things and thinking everyone is one specific person, it must mean they are constantly thinking about them and it is gotten so serious to the point where they see only them.

In both poems, the narrators have a hard time accepting their feelings towards their significant other. They are both constantly thinking about their lover. They are in denial that they love this person they are writing about. In the “Hate Poem”, the word hate is used as a double entendre really meaning love and in “Please Come Late” the narrator is constantly making excuses for his lover in hope that one day she will return. Both poems have their own way of expressing the love they hold for their significant other but denial is one thing they for sure share.
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Wednesday, February 21, 2018

"Tariff" by Michelle Boisseau


I have chosen the poem “Tariff” by Michelle Boisseau because, out of all the poems, this is the one which I pondered on the most. It left me wondering with concerns and questions. When I first came across the title I thought about taxes or something politically related. After reading the poem, I asked my self what it meant again and what I came to conclude is that in this poem, the word tariff means carrying something you did or when something follows you and you can’t just get away from it.

 This poem is about a friend that the narrator lost to suicide. As it seems, the narrator feels guilt and is carrying a burden. “After living a while you understand the ways you have to pay” (Boisseau 16-17). I ask myself what is the big secret that the narrator is keeping when he says, “What I did to hurt her I won’t tell you” (8). This is teasing the readers by making us contemplate about what makes the narrator feel as if her death is his fault.

The first line automatically lets me know that the narrator has been carrying a burden with him for a while. It says, “It takes time to appreciate how I once made a friend so unhappy the next night” (1-2). My guesses are that he has been carrying the death of his friend for a while now. He leaves us with a cliffhanger when he says, “you’re free to imagine any vicious, self-indulgent, hapless blunder or crime” (9-10). Reading this makes me think that maybe the author didn’t do anything severe, but then I recall that whatever he might have done was bad enough to the point where his friend committed suicide. I wonder what their relationship was, it was clear she had a boyfriend but there is always be a story behind. Maybe she was cheating and when she realized it was wrong she decided to steer her “Fiat Spider head-on into an on-coming truck” (4-5). I get the impression that these two-people met right before the incident and that is what makes the narrator feel guilty for maybe encouraging this act. These two people might’ve gotten into an argument or end on bad terms.

 I was surprised to find out this wasn’t the first time the narrator writes about this or speaks on this subject. What gave that away was when he said, “while I go about turning into this poem again” (11). If he writes upon it more than once it might be a subject that he constantly has in mind. When the narrator speaks about turning heavy marl I feel like it was a metaphor for saying he was outworking his mind. He might be thinking too deeply about what happened to his friend and it’s putting his mind at an intense vibe. The line I found hardest to understand was “what appreciate means is to price” (15-16). After reading the poem repeatedly and analyzing what is around this piece of text, I got to the understanding that the narrator meant that he’s paying the price of his friends’ death by remembering what he did to hurt her since he never valued his friend as much as he should have. 

The narrator says, “After living a while you understand the ways you have to pay” (16-17). When he says this, I get the impression that the narrator has faced a lot and that he has blamed himself for everything that has happened to him due to not helping the act of his friends’ suicide. The narrators' friend has been dead for more than 20 years and the way he talks about the suicide after so many years lets me know that whoever this person was, she was special to him. The message that I got from the poem is that if you do something bad, it will follow you.
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Wednesday, February 7, 2018

Unspoken Communication


My paper on Stitches; a memoir is going to be about unspoken communication. Unspoken communication can mean a lot of things. It can be when people speak through actions, or with looks. It can also be when they speak emotionally or physically. I am writing about this because this book speaks mostly through graphics than it does actual text. The thesis I have come up with states “Stitches; a memoir, argues that unspoken communication can sometimes speak louder than verbal communication in both a negative and positive way.

 I say negative and positive because although for the most part, David, our main character, is shown mostly negative unspoken communication, there are parts where he is shown positive unspoken communication. When I read this book, I did not expect the ending to turn out the way it did, I thought it would be like most books where you get your happily ever after. Even though David never really got his closure and he split ways from his family, I feel like his ways of coping and escaping his childhood will help him in the long run. I plan on organizing my paper in two different parts and if you didn’t guess already, it's going to be separated with one part talking about positive unspoken communication, and the other will be about negative unspoken communication.

This argument is relevant because the only way David and his family tend to communicate is with actions. They are not the type of family to sit together at the dinner table and talk about each other’s day. For example, the very begging of the book talks about everyone’s way of speaking. His mother would speak by sobbing or slamming kitchen boards. His dad would go down to the basement and thumped a punching bag. His brother, Ted, would beat on his drum. At last, there was David, and his language was getting sick. None of these show that they communicate in a verbal way. If anything, its shown they communicate physically or mentally. All of these are forms of unspoken communication.

 An example of positive unspoken communication was when his mother was dying, he went to see her and if you analyze the pictures correctly, David caressing his mother's face was his way of communicating with her and saying he forgives her. When David was sick, and he was on the verge of dying, his mom knew she had to make amends and by doing that she went up to his room in the hospital and she was willing to get him whatever he wanted, she didn’t say she cared about him or that she wanted to grant his last wish, but the fact that she was willing to do anything for him, with reason, means a lot. David’s mom also shows a positive way of unspoken communication when she feeds his him medicine and hands him his teddy bear to comfort him. She is showing she cares about his well-being in a physical and emotional way by doing the things she did in this part of the book.

The negative forms of unspoken communication come such a long way in this book. When David was being bullied for dressing up as Allice he does not let us know that he is sad, but he shows it through graphics when he tries to escape the outside world. When David went to visit his grandma, they got into it, David complained about supper. His grandma never said she was angry, but she showed it when she dragged David up to his room. When David finds out he has cancer he goes down and stares at his mother. In my ideal, he did this to show that unspoken communication has affected him. This part of the book means a lot because David looks at his mom with disappointment and anger for keeping the cancer news from him.

I’m very excited to write this paper because there is so much that this book says without saying anything at all. It is true when people say actions speak louder than words and this book proves it numerous times. It was very well planned out and it is easy to miss the best parts of the book if you aren’t careful.


Monday, January 29, 2018

We Have All Done Something We Regret!


Growing up, I was always known as a troublemaker. It is hard to remember everything I did as a child but if I had to choose one memory it would have to be the time I threw milk at the teacher who watched the kids in lunch detention. I remember it was the end of the week because we were having a pep-rally, and everyone was excited for it. The scenery is some-what vivid. I cannot remember everyone who was there, but I do remember where I was sitting and what I was eating.

 I was sitting in a corner facing a wall and I was eating carrots. Lunch detention was held in the stage in the cafeteria with the curtains closed. It was so tempting hearing my classmates have so much fun on the other side of the curtain. I remember the food being served as well. It came in a brown bag and it was a chicken sandwich with an apple, the milk, and a container with baby carrots. I hated the sandwich so all I ate was my apple and carrots. I also remember the teacher whom I threw the milk at. The teachers name was Ms. Soto, she had short hair with highlights, and she also wore glasses. She was very mean, and it seemed as if she hated her job. She would always tell us to shut up and she always threatened to give me another day of lunch detention if I looked around.   

It all started when I was assigned lunch detention because I did not turn in my homework. I remember I did it, but I had just forgot it at home. There were no excuses though, so I was stuck in lunch detention. Back then I was friends with a girl named Perla Salinas. She and I did almost everything together. Anyways, she was also in lunch detention. She was in there for disruptive behavior. Not only was my best friend there, but my crush was too. So, in my head, I was hoping lunch detention would never end.

This goes all the way back to when I was in the 7th grade. I do not know exactly who started throwing food, but I do remember I was the last one who threw the carton filled with chocolate milk. It was almost an everyday thing when my classmates had food fights so really, I didn’t think it was that big of a deal. Ms. Soto was wearing a white cardigan and we had to pay for her dry cleaners. I remember the principal made me write an apology letter. I never thought of myself as a bad kid but as it seems, I was the biggest troublemaker in my family.

This memory stands out to me because it was one of the very first times I did something bad and got in trouble for it. My punishment was 3 days of ISS, in school suspension. I was lucky I didn’t get sent to point. I was near getting sent there but the principal let me off with a smaller punishment since I had nothing bad on my school record. When it first happened, I found it hysterical. I marked my name on school campus and I felt cool about it because I faced the teacher nobody else would. Now that I look back at it, it was the dumbest and rudest thing I ever did. Till this day, I regret it and if I ever see her again I will more than likely give her a more genuine apology.
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