Monday, February 28, 2011

Stranger Journal #1

For the Stranger I plan to tab anything that pops out as important to me.  This worked well for me last time when we read Their Eyes Were Watching God.  I will be looking closely for things such as motifs, metaphors, symbols, figurative language, similes.  Other things I will be looking for are tones and moods that I find through out the book, verb choice/vocabulary and characterization and personification of anything.  I dont color code my tabs but I do write why I tabbed a certain thing and I also highlight within my book becuase I own the books.  I will be specifically looking/searching for and tabbing motifs of sleep, symbols/motifs of the color black.  I will be tabbing characterization of Meursault as well as how he reacts to certain situations and how he acts, also possible answers to his (un)motivation and why he may be acting the way he is.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Journal #10

Theme: Jealousy clouds the mind with thoughts and assumptions leading to bad judgement and or bad actions.

Seeing the woman as she was made them remember the envy they had stored up from other times. So they chewed up the back parts of their minds and swallowed with relish. They made burning statements with questions, and killing tools out of laughs. It was mass cruelty. A mood come alive. Words walking without masters; walking altogether like harmony in a song.  (pg 2)
   

 "What she doin coming back here in dem overhalls? Can’t she find no dress to put on? – Where’s dat blue satin dress she left here in? – Where all dat money her husband took and died and left her? – What dat ole forty year ole ‘oman doin’ wid her hair swingin’ down her back lak some young gal? – Where she left dat young lad of a boy she went off here wid? – Thought she was going to marry? – Where he left her? – What he done wid all her money? – Betcha he off wid some gal so young she ain’t even got no hairs – Why she don’t stay in her class?  (pg 2)

"They, the men, were saving with the mind what they lost with the eye.  The women took the faded shirt and muddy overalls and laid them away for remembrance.  It was a weapon against her strength and if it turned out of no significance, still it was a hope that she might fall to their level some day." (pg 2)

"She ain’t even worth talkin’ after," Lulu Moss drawled through her nose. "She sits high, but she looks low. Dat’s what Ah say ‘bout dese ole women runnin’ after young boys." (pg 3)

The jealousy that the men and women have leads later on to gossip and judgement.

"You know if you pass some people and don’t speak tuh suit ‘em dey got tuh go way back in yo’ life and see whut you ever done.  They know mo' 'bout yuh than you do yo' self.  An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.  They done 'heard' 'bout you just what they hope done happened." (pg 5)

"Logan with his shovel looked like a black bear doing some clumsy dance on his hind legs." (pg 30)
-Figurative language-use of a simile

"Janie soon began to feel the impact of awe and envy against her sensibilities. The wife of the Mayor was not just another woman as she had supposed. She slept with authority and so she was part of it in the town mind. She couldn’t get but so close to most of them in spirit. It was especially noticeable after Joe had forced through a town ditch to drain the street in front of the store. They had murmured hotly about slavery being over, but every man filled his assignment." (pg 44)

"Maybe he make her do it. Maybe he skeered de rest of us mens might touch it round dat store." (pg 47)

"That was because Joe never told Janie how jealous he was.  He never told her how often he had seen the other men figuratively wallowing in it as she went about things in the store.  And one night he had caught Walter standing behind Janie and brushing the back of his hand back and forth across the loose end of her braid ever so lightly so as to enjoy the feel of it without Janie knowing what he was doing.  He felt like rushing forth with the meat knife and chopping off the offending hand.  that night he ordered Janie to tie up her hair around the store.  That was all.  She was there in the store for him to look at, not those others.  But he never said things like that." (pg 51-52)

"So he didn’t come that night and she laid in bed and pretended to think scornfully of him. "Bet he’s hangin’ round some jook or ‘nother. Glad Ah treated him cold. Whut do Ah want wid some trashy nigger out de streets? Bet he’s livin’ wid some woman or ‘nother and takin’ me for uh fool. Glad Ah caught mahself in time." She tried to console herself that way." (pg 102)

"It was after the picnic that the town began to notice things and got mad. Tea Cake and Mrs. Mayor Starks! All the men that she could get, and fooling with somebody like Tea Cake! Another thing, Joe Starks hadn’t been dead but nine months and here she goes sashaying off to a picnic in pink linen. Done quit attending church, like she used to. Gone off to Sanford in a car with Tea Cake and her all dressed in blue! It was a shame. Done took to high heel slippers and a ten dollar hat! Looking like some young girl, always in blue because Tea Cake told her to wear it. Poor Joe Starks. Bet he turns over in his grave every day. Tea Cake and Janie gone hunting. Tea Cake and Janie gone fishing. Tea Cake and Janie gone to Orlando to the movies. Tea Cake and Janie gone to a dance. Tea Cake making flower beds in Janie’s yard and seeding the garden for her. Chopping down that tree she never did like by the dining room window. All those signs of possession."  (pg 105)

"De men wuz talkin' 'bout it in de grove tuhday and givin' her and Tea Cake both de devil.  Dey figger he's spendin' on her now in order tuh make her spend on him later."
"Umph!  Umph!  Umph!"
"Oh dey got it all figgered out.  Maybe it ain't as bad as they say, but they talk it and make it sound real bad on her part."
"Dat's jealousy and malice.  Some uh dem very mens wants tuh do whut dey claim deys skeered Tea Cake is doin'." (pg 106)

"They had to give it to her, she sho looked good, but she had no business to do it.  It was hard to love a woman that always made you feel so wishful." (pg 111)

"Janie learned what if felt like to be jealous...She began to be snappish a little.  A little seed of fear was growing into a tree.  Maybe some day Tea Cake would weaken.  Maybe he had already given secret encouragement and this was Nunkie's way of bragging about it.  Other people began to notice too, and that put Janie more on a wonder....She just acted on feelings.  She rushed into the cane and about the fifth row down she found Tea Cake and Nunkie struggling.  She was on them before either knew.
"Whut's de matter heah?"  Janie asked in a cold rage.  They sprang apart.
"Nothin'," Tea Cake told her, standing shame faced. 
"Well, whut you doin' in heah?  How come you ain't out dere wid de rest?"
"She grabbed mah workin' tickets outa mah shirt pocket and Ah run tuh git 'em back,"  Tea Cake explained, showing the tickets, considerably mauled about in the struggle....She walked slowly and thoughtfully to the quarters.  It wasn't long before Tea Cake found her there and tried to talk.  She cut him short with a blow and they fought from one room to the other, Janie trying to beat him, and Tea Cake kept holding her wrists and wherever he could to keep her from going too far.
"Ah b'lieve you been messin' round her!"  She panted furiously. (pg 130-131)

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Journal #9

Katie had spent all that time making dinner only to find out that Tim was going to be working late again with Jenny.  She had met Jenny once before and Tim seemed to be very friendly with her.  Katie was tired of Tim working late with Jenny.  Jealousy sucked her up like a vacuum.  Katie heard the door shut downstairs, "Tim?"
"Yes Honey?" Tim replied.
"Why are you home so late?"  Katie questioned coldly.
"I called and told you why, I had to work late again with Jenny." Answered Tim.
"Why do you always have to work with Jenny? Huh? Im tired of it!"  Katie exclaimed.
"Why do you hate Jenny so much?"
"Because all you do is work with her and spend time with her!  You dont spend as much time with me as you used to and I am tired of hearing, 'Jenny this' and 'Jenny that'.  'I have to do this with Jenny.  I have to work late with Jenny.  I have to go to a meeting with Jenny.  My boss said Jenny is my partner on this project.  I have to go on a business trip with Jenny.'  All you talk about these days is Jenny!"  Katie yelled.
"I am sorry Katie.  I didn't think about it when I told you, I just thought that you would want to know where I was, what I had to do, or what was going on."  Tim said.
"You aren't having an affair are you!?"  Katie demanded.
"Katie....I would never do such a thing.  I am married to the woman of my dreams.  The only reason I told you about all the things with Jenny is so that you would know what I was doing.  I didnt know you would be so quick to judge and think I was having an affair.  I am sorry that you would think that, but I can truthfully say that I am not and would never do such a thing."  Tim said in a soothing voice.  Katie began to cry.  She realized her thoughts were clouded and that she had jumped to a false conclusion.  Tim walked over to her and held her in his arms.
"I love you." Tim said. 


The theme that I used in my pastiche was that jealousy clouds the mind with thoughts and assumptions leading to judgement and bad actions.  Through out the book there is jealousy.  Men jealous of Joe Starks married to such a beautiful woman.  Men jealous again when Tea Cake is married to Janie.  Double-Ugly becomes jealous when Tea Cake wins all his money.  Many of these examples of jealousy cloud the mind with thoughts and assumptions, leading to judgement and bad actions.  The three literary techniques I used were figurative language, syntax, and motifs.  I used figurative language in this pastiche when I described jealousy as a vacuum sucking Katie up in it.  Hurston uses figurative language in Their Eyes Were Watching God.  Sometimes the figurative language she uses is complex and goes on for more then a few sentences, other times it is just one sentence here and there that adds to the atmosphere of the story. I also used syntax.  In Their Eyes Were Watching God, Hurston often uses short, quick sentences to help point out a particular subject, topic, character etc.  I used short quick sentences to help further express Katie's dislike of Jenny and the time Tim spends with Jenny.  Lastly I used motifs.  In my pastich I used the motif of judgement which Hurston uses multiple times throught the book and will often point judgement out.  In my pastiche, it is clear that Katie has judged Tim because of the conclusion she jumped to.  Tim also uses the word 'judge' which helps to further point to judgement.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Journal #8

1.  "She couldn't make him look just like any other man to her.  He looked like the love thoughts of women.  He could be a bee to a blossom-a pear tree blossom in the spring.  He seemed to be crushing scent out of the world with his footsteps.  Crushing aromatic herbs with every step he took.  Spices hung about him.  He was a glance from God." (101) This quote takes place recently after Janie has met Tea Cake and they have been spending time together.  Janie has been working in the house and the store and she can not stop thinking about Tea Cake.  In this passage, I believe that Hurston is using figurative language.  She is using figurative language to personify Tea Cake and also to change the atmosphere of the passage.  The figurative language that Hurston uses is romantic and that is the atmosphere that is made by this figurative language. 

2.  "Tea Cake and Janie gone hunting.  Tea Cake and Janie gone fishing.  Tea Cake and Janie gone to Orlando to the movies.  Tea Cake and Janie gone to a dance.  Tea Cake making flower beds in Janie's yard and seeding the garden for her.  Chopping down that tree she never did like by the dining room window.  all those signs of possession.  Tea Cake in a borrowed car teaching Janie to drive.  Tea Cake and Janie playing checkers; playing coon-can; playing Florida flip on the store porch all afternoon as if nobody else was there.  Day after day and week after week." (105)  This passage occurs after Tea Cake and Janie go to the picnic.  The town started noticing them together and began to got mad.  Tea Cake and Janie are spending more and more time together, doing everything together, and not caring if anybody else was watching.  In this passage, Hurston is using short sentence structure or syntax.  She uses these short sentences to give us quick details about Tea Cake and Janie and to also show how much time they are spending together.  When I read these sentences, Tea Cake and Janie are repeating subjects, so it helps me to see a point or subject more clearly.  It helps me to see how much Tea Cake and Janie's relationship has grown from the first day they met because of how much time they spend together.  It also helps me to see that this relationship is better then Janie's previous 2 marriages.

3.  "De men wuz talkin' 'bout it in de grove tuhday and givin' her and Tea Cake both de devil.  Dey figger he's spendin' on her now in order tuh make her spend on him later." (106)  Sam Watson is talking to his wife Pheoby about the gossip.  He heard the men from the town judging and gossiping about Tea Cake and Janie. Then he went back home and talked to Pheoby about it.  Hurston is using motifs in this passage.  The motif that Hurston is using, is the motif of judgement.  This motif is seen through out the book, and once again it is seen here in this passage where the men are jumping to conclusions about Tea Cake and Janie.  The men are judging the realtionship that Tea Cake and Janie have.  This helps me to see the motif of judgement because it is a reoccuring subject in Their Eyes Were Watching God.  It affects how I read it because when I see a reoccuring subject, it makes me think more about the subject and try to find out what the author might be trying to say about that subject.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Journal #7

However Omar began to question Jealousy.  Jealousy, that bitter, resentful one with eyes always watching.  The envious one that dwells within us, often waiting.  What forces compel Jealousy, and how do we rid of him?  He lives deep within, invisible to the untrained eye.  Lives deep within, listening to our heart's desires,  waiting for the right time to take over.  Been living there, scheming, craftily and cunningly.  He was likely to find poison from his knife in his actions someday.  He needed support and friendship too.  Discouraged Paul!  He shouldnt have to go to war on his own.  He had the coach bring teammates show they support, but Paul refused.  These teammates wuz good friends and players, but there aint nothin they could do to bring him out of this state.  He'd be fine as soon as he practiced enough and could hit right pipe on a full speed split dodge, left-handed.  He wasnt going to be jealous.  That was what he thought.  Though the coach told him the truth, so he knew what to expect.  And even if he hadnt, soon enough he was likely to know, for his actions grew bitter, and his heart turned to stone.  Teammates who would have spoken great things about him, avoided him altogether.  Just sat there, pondering how he changed.  Judgement, that muddy mess, had stained another life.

Other then using the same sentence structure as Hurston, I kept the pastiche vague, but at the same time I used creative verbs, adjective, and nouns to create emotion.  I also kept the pastiche vague because when I read Hurston's passage about Death, it made me further ponder Death, rather then just a bunch of words, Death came to life(no pun intended) and that is what I tried to accomplish with Jealousy.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Journal #6

So Janie began to think of Death.  Death, that strange being with the huge square toes who lived way in the West.  The great one who lived in the straight house like a platform without sides to it, and without a roof.  What need has Death for a cover, and what winds can blow against him?  He stands in his high house that overlooks the world.  Stands watchful and motionless all day with his sword drawn back,  waiting for the messenger to bid him come.  Been standing there before there was a where or a when or a then.  She was liable to find a feather from his wings lying in her yard any day now.

Personification and characterization of Death:
  • Hurston personifies and characterizes death in order to appeal to human senses.  When Hurston personifies Death, making him into a person, it changes the atmosphere of the passage and creates a dark, creep, scary feeling.
Motif of Death's power:
  • What need has Death for a cover, and what winds can blow against him?
  • Death has no need for cover, no storm or tempest will stop him.  Winds symbolize the fact that nothing can stop him.
  • "Stands in his high house that overlooks the world.  Stands watchful and motionless all day with his sword drawn back...", Death's high house that overlooks the world, in battle, a high place symbolizes power because it is an advantage to have the high point.  Not only does Death have a high house, but he overlooks the world, which is an extremely big place.  Death stands watchful and motionless all day with his sword drawn back, his sword drawn back symbolizes power also because he is ready to strike, and he is watching, motionless, all day.
Metaphor of Death being a bird
  • She was liable to find a feather from his wings lying in her yard any day now.
  • This compares Death to a bird, which some birds specifically have superstitious meanings such as the crow and vulture.  They both symbolize death and that is often what is thought of when there is a gathering of these birds.

Journal #5

Zora Hurston uses the motif of dreams to illustrate human nature and how the achievement of these dreams is effected by those around us.


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Thursday, February 10, 2011

Journal #4

Reoccuring patterns/subjects:
1.  Joe Starks is filled with the American Dream through out his life. 
"Every day after that they managed to meet in the scrub oaks acrosse the road and talk about when he would be a bug ruler of things with her reaping the benefits." ....."He spoke for change and chance" -pg 28

"Ah'm buyin' in here, and buyin'g in big.  Soon's we find some place to sleep otnight us menfolks got to call people together and form a cmmittee.  Then we can get things movin' round here."

2. God, Jesus Christ, Heaven, Angels other religious topics are all brought up multiple times through out the novel.

"If God don't think no mo' 'bout 'em then Ah do, they's a lost ball in de high grass." -pg 5

"Yeah, Sam say most of 'em goes to church so they'll be sure to rise in Judgment." -pg 5

"He kin be de king uh Jerusalem fuh all Ah keer." -pg 37

"Folkses, de sun is goin' down.  De Sun-maker brings it up in de mornin', and de Sun-maker sends it tuh bed at night." -pg 42

"Brother Davis, lead us in a word uh prayer.  Ask uh blessin' on dis town in uh most particular manner." -pg 43

5. Oppresion of women

"So de white man throw down de load and tell de nigger man tuh pick it up.  He pick it up because he have to, but he don't tote it.  He hand it to his womenfolks.  De nigger woman is de mule uh de world so fur as Ah can see." -pg 14

"It must have been the way Joe spoke out without giving her a chance to say anything..." -pg 41

"Why, Janie! You wouldn't be seen at uh draggin' out, wouldja?  Wid any and everybody in uh passle pushin' and shovin' wid they no-manners selves? Naw, naw!" -pg 56


4.Women are reoccuring subjects in dialogue between male characters
5. Janie wants to share her opinion/thoughts/ideas, and wants to participate in events
6. Dont settle for less then your dreams

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Journal #3

Sargent Claude Johnson was one of the first African-American's from the state of California to obtain a national reputation. Sargent Johnson was well known for his modern, figurative and abstract styles.  Johnson was a potter, printmaker, painter, ceramist,  sculptor, graphic artist, sculptor, and carver.  He worked with very many different materials including clay, watercolor, ceramic, wood, oil, terra-cotta, and stone.  He was well known for focusing on racial identity within his works.

Rules:
Phrases:
1. I'm a banana!?(banana means Zak)- I'm Zak
2. Mono Mono- Peace
3. I'm a real boy- I'm a martian

Grammar:
1.  Talks in third person(accept for phrases)
2.  Ends every sentence with Eha
3.  Uses the word like and or likes multiple times in a row
Pronunciation:
1.  It- Et
2.  and- eee
3.  Yes- Yi

One fine day Sargent Claude Johnson was working away in his workshop, throwing some nice pots.  All of a sudden he heard a "zaaaaaap!" along with the sound of pots falling to the ground and shattering.  Sargent turned to see a small martian in the corner of his workshop, a pot on each foot. 
  "Hello earthling,  I'm a banana, eee banana come in mono mono, eha!" Zak yelled
  "What are you doing in my workshop!? Who and what are you!?" Sargent demanded.
  "Do not worry earthling, banana come in mono mono!  I'm a real boy! Eha!" Zak replied.
  "What is mono mono?"  Zak asked taking a step back.
  "Banana come in mono mono! Why dont you understand!? Eha!"  Zak yelled.
  "Oh my gosh,  I am sorry I do not understand.  What are you going to do to me?"  Sargent replied with a shaky voice.
  "Banana wont hurt you.  Banana is a nice real boy.  Banana come in mono mono.  Banana heard that you make very nice pottery.  Like, like like like like this one," Zak points to the pot on his right foot, "Banana likes like likes this pot. Eha!"
  "Phew, I was afraid I was going to be abducted by aliens or something.  Since we are not a threat to each other.  What is your name?  Is it Banana?"  Sargent asked.
"Yi Banana is not a threat.  No my name is Banana eee I'm a real boy! Not an alien! Eha!"  Zak explained loudly.
 "Woah,  let's calm down here.  There is no need to get mad, I am just confused, that is all.  I just asked if your name was Banana, and you said no, my name is Banana, how does that work?"  Sargent questioned.
 "Banana is calm, do not worry, how does what work? Eha!" Zak said.
 "I was talking about the name situation....." Sargent responded.
 "What name situation? Eha!" Zak asked.
 "Nevermind, I will just call you Banana for a nickname, is that okay?" Sargent asked
 "Banana thinks et's okay that you call Banana, Banana. Eha!" Zak answered.
 "Oh! How rude of me, my name is Johnson, Sargent Claude Johnson, but you can just call me Sargent.  So what brings you here to Earth Banana?"  Sargent said.
 "Well, Banana likes like likes like likes art eee crafts.  Banana was passing by Earth, eee Banana remembered that earthlings make great arts eee crafts so Banana decided to stop by and ask an earthling to help Banana.  You were the first person to come up on Banana's list.  So Banana zap in! There is only a short period of time,  Banana not allowed to be on Earth, the mothership will come eee get Banana.  Will you help Banana?"  Zak explained.  All of a sudden a giant claw smashed through the roof, capturing Zak in its grip.  Next it pulled him up into the sky and into space and as quickly as Sargent met the real boy, he was gone.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Journal #2

(pg 13-14) She slapped the girl's face violently, and forced her head back so that their eyes met in struggle.  With her hand uplifted for the second blow she saw the huge tear that welled up from Janie's heart and stood in each eye.  She saw the terrible agony  and the lips tightened down to hold back the cry and desisted.  Instead she brushed back the heavy hair from  Janie's face and stood there suffering and loving and weeping internally for both of them.  "Come to yo' Grandma, honey.  Set in her lap lak yo' use tuh.  Yo' Nanny wouldnt harm a hair uh yo' head.  She dont want nobody else to do it neither if she kin help it.  Honey, de white man is de ruler of everything as fur as Ah been able tuh find out.  Maybe it's some place way off in de ocean where de black man is in power, but we dont know nothin' but what we see.  So de white man throw down de load and tell de nigger man tuh pick it up.  He pick it up because he have to, but he dont tote it.  He hand it to his womenfolks. De nigger woman is de mule uh de world so fur as Ah can see.  Ah been prayin' fuh it tuh be different wid you.  Lawd, Lawd, Lawd!"
1. Point of view: First
2.Foreshadowing
3.Tension
4.Flashback
5.Symbol
6.Conflict
7.Characterization
8.Figurative Language
9.Parrellelism to men giving women all the work
10.Vocabulary
11.Verb Choice
12. Imagery
13.

Journal #1

If I had a life long story like Janie had, I would tell it to one of my family members.  Depending on what the story or moral of the story was, but I would tell the story to my son(s).  I would start my story at the beginning so that it would be easier for them to understand.