Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Peeta's Love for Katniss

For this blog I have to pick a character and write from the point of view of that character in the novel that isn't Katniss. I choose to write about Peeta. Therefore, I will be discussing the role he played/acted based on my judgments. The scene(s) I liked the most were the scenes after he admit his feelings. So with being said I will only focus on their love story and might also develop my own imagination of their future. 

Friday, July 13, 2012

The day MJ170 Died


Poem by Rougie, inspired by Frank O'Hara

It was 2:20a.m in New York City a Saturday
5days before h.s graduation
7days before my 18 bday.
It is 2010 and I was excited to know I will be done with h.s only one week left.

I was woken to the constant phone calls, text & AIM messages
I received about 20 text messages,
Almost each text read as “you know MJ170 got stab" or “MJ170 is dead" 
I am lying in bed sleeping.
I was probably dreaming of what color of dresses and shoes to buy for my graduation
Or even who should I invite to my bday celebration night out

I check my phone and saw all the miss calls and texts
New incoming 

Amadou: "I know u not still sleeping or ignorring all the calls u proly got n txts, mj170 was stab 2x in de heart last nite, he is dead... Come to his house asap"
Me: it’s not April fool, so idc 
Amadou: I am serious he is really dead he in de morgue.
Me: ok good for ya


it was not clicking inside of me, that yes it could probably be true
I just didn’t and couldn’t expect it to be true, just can’t.

3:15pm now 7 of them came to check on me.
I am watching Tv relaxing in my room
Kadi, dija, tima,nisha, kaytwoo, aicha and fatou walked in my room

All at the same time: “you can’t be serious n still denying mj's death”
Me: it’s not April, so I won’t allow ya to fool me in mid. June, no


Got dressed went to his house, still in denial of his death
Front door picture of him with big caption that reads:

R.I.P MOHAMED BOBO JALLOH
10/10/91 TO 6/20/10
S.I.P GONE, BUT NOT FORGOTTEN
As soon as I saw that, my heart drop
But still can’t expect it to be true
Got in the elevator to till 6 floor
So crowed you can hardly see the floor, impossible to walk without people moving.
The mom and sister ran to me both crying even harder now
Mom “bobo an on mahei yoo ah ci ra bhei”, which means in English “my baby is dead, my daughter in-law”
Sister “Rougie, koto an mahei, fe hon dhon, fe hon dhon, aayy Allah fe hon dhon yoo Rougie” which means “Rougie my brother is dead, why? Why? Oh my God, why? Rougie”
I was speechless, tears drop that was my only response

Spent hours trying to comfort them, they just wouldn’t stop crying or asking why
Left the living room, went in his bedroom where the rest of the girls where
Everyone sharing their memories of and with him
I seat alone, tears dropping like water falls
I couldn’t speak of nothing because I didn’t know where to start.
Everyone sharing, I am tearing up, they trying to make me laugh, just wouldn’t laugh
Till today, when I think of him I start to tear up
Never got the chance to say “thank you for showing me how to love and care and for always putting me first”
To tearing up as I wrote this, I know we’ll meet again in a better place “HEAVEN”.

Monday, July 9, 2012

Love and Marriage


For this blog, I will be writing about the analysis of “Notes on Love and Marriage: Perspectives from Oscar Wilde's The Importance of Being Ernest an analysis by Michael Vance May 2000. Michael Vance, described The Importance of being Earnest play as “cleverly woven satire in which many of the rules, morays, and hypocritical practices and ideas of Wilde's day were made a mockery”. Basically, I think this means Oscar Wilde, took the ideal of marriage and made it into his own belief of what marriage is all about, but not really looking into the realistic part of it.
Oscar Wilde was described as “self-described antinomian”. In which I believe this is because his confidence is just beyond ordinary. He does, write his things as if there is no one better than him. In which, I agree. Because when you put your all into something, you should not have no doubt that it is its best. Wilde, doesn’t necessary take everything to the heart, he make fun of things for better understanding. As Vance said “Wilde exercised great skill and little restraint in crafting a satire that poked fun at many of society's most sacred and untouchable institutions”
Vance, showed if not the most important, but somehow the importance of the play. I agree with the way he described Oscar Wilde’s behavior and tone of voice. As I read the play, I was surprised and impressed of the attitudes. Although, Oscar Wilde used lots of languages, irony and played confusions, I believe that is why the play was quite interesting and funny to read.