I've taken many years of literature courses and if there is one consistent factor, it's that we are always looking for the "right" answer. Some people believe that the correct interpretation of a literary work lies with the author's intention. Others think that the text holds a secret and if only we could unlock it, we'll know the true meaning.
Take the poem "Daddy" by Sylvia Plath. As you read, you might have made annotations in the margins of your book or in your notebook. Did you consider your emotional response to the poem? What you didn't understand? Did you give into temptation and search for the poem on the internet? Did you take a peek at Sparknotes? After making your notes, post your response comparing your initial reaction to the poem with what you found on the internet. How closely did they correspond? Who was “right?” Include a link to your internet sources.
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I'm relatively new to New York. Where I'm from there are mostly towns and malls. What I love about New York City is that each neighborhood has its own personality. I'm still getting to know mine. For this post, I'd like you to share a picture that you feel represents your neighborhood. Of course, you shouldn't post a picture of someone else if you don't have their permission and the image should be PG, meaning that if you wouldn't share it with your grandmother, please don't share it here! Describe your picture and why you chose it. Consider the five senses, the place, and/or the time of year. Remember to keep specific addresses out of your description; you still need to honor and respect your privacy. Here: I'll get us started. I took this picture as I was walking to my favorite bakery in Whitestone. It was a few days before Halloween and one of my daughter's friends had just told me that she wouldn't be going out on Halloween because of the Crazy Clowns. I had heard of the Crazy Clowns, but I didn't know that they were actually a thing. Then I saw this hat. It was stuck into the chain link fence and surrounded by ivy. The fence itself was topped with barbed wire, which I found threatening and odd since the fence was only about four feet high and would be easy to climb over even with the barbed wire. Although it had recently rained, the colors of the hat were bright and the fabric looked clean. Had some child who hated hats stuck it there when his caregiver wasn't looking? Had a tiny Crazy Clown left it as a warning for trick-or-treaters? Or had it blown out of the window of a clown car full of regular clowns on their way to a circus? Now it's your turn. Try to include the actual picture if you can. If not, make sure your description lets us "see" it by clicking the COMMENT box below. Use words, but if so moved, it's okay to post a picture as well. Make sure to explain how the picture connects to the statements about the picture. To participate, register for a free Disqus account first at https://disqus.com/ to be all set to go! |
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