"Standin' in court ain't neva something I had eva anticipated. After all, I'm only a cotton picker, pickin' for those white folks down yonder. When the Mayella incident occurred, I was most definitely dead meat. I know the trial ain't gone change none of those people's minds about what really happen'd that day. I'm already as good as dead. All I hope is that good old Atticus may be able to git Maycomb t'change their minds about Negroes."
Friday, March 23, 2012
A Word From Tom
Author's Note: This is a piece on what I imagined Tom Robinson was thinking before the trial. I'm unsure if we had to say if we had sympathy for this character or not, but I think we can all agree Tom Robinson really deserves sympathy. Atticus performed greatly even though he was unsuccessful.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Bragg
Author's Note: This is a character analysis on the main character in Alas Babylon.
Randy Bragg is just an average man living in Fort Repose, Florida. When the threat of a nuclear war with Russia emerges, Randy orders his brother's family to come and live with him until the threat expires. Unfortunately for them, the threat turns into a reality. All major cities and military bases in the United States are nuked, but on the good side, Fort Repose is left unscathed.
With the exception of Fort Repose, Florida is basically dead, limiting the small town to only what they have. With all of the chaos, Fort Repose needed a leader, and this is where Randy comes into play. Before the nuking, Randy made sure to stock up on as much things as he could find, which included food and supplies. After the nuking, he made sure they rationed these and also made sure to assign work to his family and friends to grow and catch anything edible. Since there was no electricity, Randy helped design things to cover for the power loss. For example, when the short wave radio stopped working, he fixed their car so that it powered the short wave radio. Also, when a group of highwaymen terrorize the town, Randy forms a small group to eliminate the threat. Finally, Randy created new laws to be followed in the small town. It's safe to say he is the whole reason why Fort Repose didn't die.
Randy Bragg's actions can be compared to the actions of Derek Stillwater in the book, The Fallen. In The Fallen, Derek got stuck inside the G8 Summit when a terrorist attack occurs and was forced to lead a rebellion against the terrorists. Although this rebellion was only two people at first, several later joined at the end of the book. Also, both never shied away from action. When Randy faced down the highwaymen, he faced them down coolly, just like when Derek continuously faced down terrorist after terrorist.
Monday, March 19, 2012
Lost Power
Author's Note: This is an assignment in which we had to describe our thoughts or feelings about a certain scene in To Kill A Mockingbird.
"So it took an eight-year-old child to bring 'em to their senses.... That proves something - that a gang of wild animals can be stopped, simply because they're still human. Hmp, maybe we need a police force of children" (157).
The scene this quote is said is actually a very odd one indeed. In this scene, a mob travels to the jail and plans to rid of Thomas Robinson. While there, Atticus tries to convince them to leave, but is unable to persuade them. It wasn't until Scout started talking to one of the members of the mob did they decide to leave. Eventually, one of the mob members, Mr. Cunningham, had a very important role in the Robinson case, he decided to side with Atticus and Thomas Robinson. Although Mr. Cunningham was not able to convince the rest of the jury, he still withheld them for hours, which meant the thought of saying Thomas was not guilty was there.
I thought this was an important scene because it basically showed that everyone has a weakness, no matter how powerful they are. In this case the mob, the children were the weakness. Because the children showed up, the mob questioned their motives and decided if children were present, executing Thomas Robinson wasn't appropriate, so they left. It's sort of like kryptonite to Superman. When it is present, Superman loses his powers.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Actually Unfree
Author's Note: This is just my essay for social studies responding to the question how free were blacks in the north.
Back in the late 1700's and early 1800's, the start to ending slavery finally occurred. By 1800, all of the states north of Delaware freed African Americans. Although they were freed, many laws were still used to basically limit their freedoms. Because of these laws, I believe African Americans couldn't be considered free.
One of the freedoms African Americans were denied of was their political freedoms. Over half of the northern states either restricted or did not allow African Americans to vote. This actually was a big problem because 4.9% of the entire US population was free African Americans living in the north. Although this may not be a huge percentage, this was over 200,000 people, all of which, had they been able to vote, could have change a few things in the government. Also, besides Massachusetts, no African American was allowed to hold jury duty. In my opinion, I believe they were not able to hold jury duty because nobody would believe what they had to say. Most people back then probably would have believe a white man's word over an African Americans'.
Besides political freedoms, economic freedoms were also denied. For African Americans, finding a job would be especially hard because of the racism that still exists. Getting hired, for one, would be tough. Also, since only 4.9% of the population was free African Americans living in the north, it was almost certain that an African American would have to work with a white man, and a lot of the time, the white man would refuse to work with him.
Along with economic freedoms, social freedoms were also denied. African Americans were commonly segregated from white people. School was one of these places that were segregated. Back then, African American schools were supposed to be equal to white schools, but they weren't. Their school funds were lower, teachers were paid less, and African American students were more likely to miss school compared to white students. Not only were schools segregated, but churches were, too. African American churches also held other events, such as publishing a newspaper and holding a literacy club, because of the lack of freedoms they had.
Although African Americans were free, technically, back then, I believe they were still being treated like a slave to a lesser extent. They did not have many political freedoms, economic freedoms, were social freedoms. I found the quote, "He shall be free to live, and to thrive, if he can, and to pay taxes and perform duties; but he shall not be free to dine and drink at our board (table) - to share with us the deliberations of the jury box- to attend us in our courts - to represent us in literature - to attend us at the bed of sickness and pain - to mingle with us in the concert- room, the lecture room, the theater or the church, or to marry our daughters," basically sums up what most people thought of African Americans in the 1800's.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Under the Influence: A Cause and Effect Analysis from the novel Speak
It all started when Melinda attended The Party. Events that occurred at the party completely changed her life. A phone call she made during the party made her friends feel betrayed. This wasn't just any phone call, it was a call to the police. Her friends' assumptions on why she made the phone call quickly made her a social outcast. Had she explained why she made that call, her freshman year in high school could have been very different.
The beginning to Melinda's conflicts during her freshman year started at the party. Alcohol was present. Several people, including Melinda, consumed large amounts of it during the party, which resulted in a bunch of drunk teenagers. Knowing that underage drinking was against the law, I believe all of her friends were quick to assume that the reason Melinda called the police was to bust them for consuming alcohol.
Melinda never explained the true reason for that call. Her friends' assumption of a betrayal became viewed as the truth. This is the root to her problem. Once word got around, everybody soon hated her, making her a social outcast. Depression soon filled Melinda. Everything became meaningless, including her grades. After this happened, a domino affect occurred. Bad grades never please parents, so when Melinda's parents were informed of her poor school performance, they became enraged.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Turning Point: A Quote Analysis
Author's Note: This is a scene analysis assignment for language arts on the book Speak. I chose to analyze the entire chapter titled "Riding Shotgun" on pages 120-123. I believe this is a scene analysis, but may also be a prediction. Please let me know if this is only a prediction.
In this chapter, Melinda is going to go shopping with her mom. While she is out during, what she calls, a blizzard, Mr. Freeman offers her a ride, and she accepts. I believe this entire chapter is a turning point in Melinda's actions. The blizzard may symbolize her tough times, and when Mr. Freeman offers her a ride, it is an opportunity to right herself. While conversing with Mr. Freeman, Melinda finds that she is able to speak her opinions when she said," I don't know anything. My tree sucks," and when she explained her situation with putting emotion into her art. Also, when Melinda is about to leave, Mr. Freeman says, "Melinda. You're a good kid. I think you have a lot to say. I'd like to hear it," I believe he was able to figure out Melinda is willing to speak to, and is telling her that if there is something wrong, he is the right person to talk to. After that car ride, Melinda decides to study more, which pays off on her next assignments, and she was able to converse with Ivy at the mall.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Quarantined
Author's Note: This is a fictional piece about New York City getting bombed and how the US left them behind. It is the beginning part to Mrs. Reagles' journal ending prompt. What decided the topic was when I read the ending prompt, it reminded me of a game I've played, so I decided to write something similar to it.
A large crowd of people rioted at the base of the large statue once called the Statue of Liberty. Molotov cocktails sailed through the air. Signs with hateful writing dotted the landscape. Fights broke out all over the crowd. All this hatred was for what? Bad governor? Taking down the statue? Nobody knew. Just before the rioters got completely out of control, a large explosion engulfed everybody of New York City.
When I finally came to, everything had turned into even more chaos. Bodies littered the ground, most probably not dead, but I wasn't so sure. Cars lay on their hoods, some with their drivers still on the inside. Buildings had crumpled and crashed onto the streets. For the people that had already risen, they had no idea what was happening, and decided running in circles was the only answer. That's when the gangs of New York came to power.
They were simply called The Bronx. Everybody had heard of them. Robbing banks, kidnapping celebrities, and murder were only just a few crimes they had committed. This was only before the explosion. Now, these hooligans controlled all of New York City. Because of all the chaos, the police had so many cases to cover that there simply was no way to handle all of them and they soon found themselves to be overwhelmed. The Bronx took advantage of this and soon, the government crashed into oblivion.
Why was it so easy for The Bronx to take over all of New York City? Easy. Since the US was scared the explosion may spread disease all across the nation, they decided to quarantine the entire city. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw all of those gates constructed so quickly. They were treating us like animals. It was only a matter of time before The Bronx killed everybody.
As I was roaming the streets of New York, I found myself strolling George Washington Bridge. What once used to be a beautiful bridge now stood a hanging catastrophe. I continued walking along the bridge until I found myself reach the quarantine patrol gate. Armed men with machine guns stood atop of it and stared blankly down towards the people below. I found myself suddenly pounding on the gates, trying to release all the anger that had bottle up in me in the past few hours. Within in seconds, the machine guns opened fire, and sent me plunging into the icy waves below.
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