Best of/worst of......

My favorite poem was “My papa’s waltz” because It kind hit home a little bit. I really connected to it. My least favorite poem was “ The Red Wheelbarrow” because I just couldn’t get into such a small poem.

My favorite short story was “ The lottery” because it really caught my attention and I really got into the story. My least favorite short story was “Girl” because I just couldn’t get into it. It’s kind of a weird story to me.

I totally believe that next semesters English 150 class should read Death of a Salesman. It’s a great play/film. It helped a lot to see the film while we were reading the play. It gets you excited to see the film after you completed the act.

I like the group work in class and didn’t really like analyzing poems. I’m not a big fan of poetry.

I had giving presentations so I’m glad we didn’t have to do any of those. So I didn’t miss it at all.

I loved writing the blogs and my favorite one was the blog when we wrote a post like the short story “Girl”.  I would say my least favorite blog would be one of the poems we had to write.  Poetry isn’t my thing.  

Biff talking about Willy

Listen here son, your grandfather Willy was a great father and would have been a great grandfather too. He was a really amazing man and salesman. Everyone liked him and I never heard one person ever talk bad about him. He had some big dreams uncle happy and me to be just like him. Believe me when I was little like you I wanted to be just like grandpa Willy. He always had a dream that he would start a business and uncle happy and me would take it over. He just wanted his kids to be successful and have a good life. I think if he were still alive he would be proud of my family and life. I always wanted to be around the house more and help out but I went to college and grandpa was always on the road. He would drive and drive everywhere. Maybe around a couple thousand miles were put on the old Chevy. Boy I loved that old car and would help him clean it every chance I got. Sometimes grandpa was mean but everyone gets a little meaner when they get old. If grandpa were still alive he would tell you about great uncle ben. Your grandma always got on me because he felt I didn’t appreciate grandpa but that was totally untrue. I may not have showed my love for him but deep down I loved and cared so much for him. I wanted to be just like him. You better remember grandpa for he will come right out of that grave and tell you what’s up. I just wish he could have met you guys. He would have loved you like he loved me. 

Linda's Diary

Past:

    I have the best life in the world; my man is bringing in the big bucks and our kids doing the right thing. Biff is playing football on a scholarship and happy is working his butt off. We have a really nice Chevy and my family is super happy.  It makes me so happy to see my family running around throwing the football and being happy. Willy loves his life and he’s getting the recognition that he needs. He works so hard all the time I just hope my kids can follow in his footsteps. He’s a great man and the love of my life.

Present:

    I feel my life is falling apart right in front of my eyes. Will isn’t making any money anymore and he’s also losing his mind. On most night its super hard to get him to bed, the kids try to help but it just makes it all worse. Biff doesn’t respect will anymore and only cares about me. Biff isn’t working and keeps talking about how he hates Brooklyn. He just wants to move away and work out in the country. Happy is working and he won’t get moved up until the manager dies. I’m just so worries about will health; he just doesn’t seem to be happy anymore. He drove his car into the river and got lucky the river was low because he could have died. I don’t know what I would have done if he died, my life would be over too. L

The lottery

The story “lottery” by Shirley Jackson is a perfect example of the tribal nature of a small community because this small town has this lottery that comes around once a year. But this isn’t like any out lottery; this is one you do not want to win. The result of this lottery is stoned to death no matter what. There are many little things that lead up to the stoning. For example when the kids of the town are gathering up rock getting ready to pick one up and throw it. The black box could be a sign of death because the color black is for death. The black dot on the paper could be a sign for death also because its just a black dot which could represent the black the person is going to see once they get hit with the stones. The stoning shows that this small community just goes along with what the past people put into place. Many people during the story brought up that other towns have already quit the lottery and Mr. Adams even called that town “ a bunch of young fools”. Its shows that these older people are just stuck in the past and don’t want move on. Some people from that town has even moved away to get away from the lottery. 

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1.     My husband is died. L

2.     My life is now over I don’t want to live.

3.     I wish I could tell him I love him soo much just one last time.

4.     I MISS him soo much

5.     Is this real Life?

6.     I think my husband would want me to move one with my life.

7.     My life Is now changing and I’m feeling great.

8.     I can live without him

9.     My Husband is alive

10. Sorry to say this is Brently my wife has passed away. Please send your prayers