The narrator of this story is a person who lives in the town. This is a perfect perspective to tell the story from because it shows the confusion and concern that the people felt towards Emily. If the story was told from Emily’s perspective, it would have been harder to set up the twist at the end that answers the questions that are brought up throughout the story.
Emily poisons Homer with arsenic, “ I want some poison,” (William Faulkner, 1930). When the druggist tells Emily that the law requires him to ask her what the poison is for, she respond by staring at him, “ Miss Emily just stared at him, her head tilted back n order to look him eye for eye, until he looked away and went and got the arsenic and wrapped it up” (Faulkner,1930.) I enjoyed this part of the story because it reinforces the idea of the edict and social norms that made Emily’s isolation possible. Even when the man who granted Emily exemption from taxes dies, the new people who run the city try and collect. She is allowed to just tell them to leave because the edict of the time demanded that they treat her like a lady. The fact that she was a lady and her social status allowed her to continue to avoid taxes and buy rat poisoning without the towns people pressing for answers. This is also shown in the situation where three of the towns people go to the judge to complain about the smell coming from Emily’s house. When three of the prominent men it the town decide to meet and talk about the situation, the younger of the three states, “ It’s simple enough, send her word to have her place cleaned up. Give her a certain time to do it in, and if she don’t.... The older judge who grew up in a time where they gave women more respect replies, “ Dammit sir, will you accuse a lady to her face of smelling bad?” ( Faulkner, 1930.) This also shows how she was able to get away with poisoning her lover and keeping his decomposing body in a room in her house.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
"The Story of an Hour"
"The notes of a distant song which someone was singing reached her faintly, and countless sparrows were twittering in the eaves."1 This paragraph is the realization that life is going to go on. Mrs. Mallard starts to lift her spirits from this point on in the story.
When the author, Mary Chopin describes Mrs. Mallard's appearance and feelings in paragraph seven, she says, "suspension of intelligent thought".1 Chopin is showing how Mrs. Mallard is just spacing out. She is not thinking of anything intelligent at the moment, she is just lost in her own train of thought. Later in the story there is a passage opposite of this. "She knew that she would weep again when she saw the kind, tender hands folded in death."1 Mrs. Mallard knows she will grieve when she sees her husband again, but for the time being she is excited that she can live the rest of her life as she pleases.
"Free, free, free! The vacant stare and the look of terror that had followed it went from her eyes. They stayed keen and bright. Her pulses beat fast, and the coursing blood warmed and relaxed every inch in her body."1 I picked this passage to show the story's significance. Even though Mrs. Mallard thinks at this moment that her husband is dead, she couldn't be happier about it. This proves to be true in the very end of the story when her husband turns up alive and she drops dead out of disappointment.
When the author, Mary Chopin describes Mrs. Mallard's appearance and feelings in paragraph seven, she says, "suspension of intelligent thought".1 Chopin is showing how Mrs. Mallard is just spacing out. She is not thinking of anything intelligent at the moment, she is just lost in her own train of thought. Later in the story there is a passage opposite of this. "She knew that she would weep again when she saw the kind, tender hands folded in death."1 Mrs. Mallard knows she will grieve when she sees her husband again, but for the time being she is excited that she can live the rest of her life as she pleases.
"Free, free, free! The vacant stare and the look of terror that had followed it went from her eyes. They stayed keen and bright. Her pulses beat fast, and the coursing blood warmed and relaxed every inch in her body."1 I picked this passage to show the story's significance. Even though Mrs. Mallard thinks at this moment that her husband is dead, she couldn't be happier about it. This proves to be true in the very end of the story when her husband turns up alive and she drops dead out of disappointment.
Option B "A Rose for Emily"
The narrator of the story is obviously a townsperson. I can tell this because of the words used by the author such as, “our whole town”, and “we”. (Faulkner, 1930) Having a townsperson as the narrator gives us a good first person view of the actions and events that took place around Miss Emily’s house. The townsperson advanced the story by telling the events out of order. This is because the climax of the story was when the townspeople found Homer dead in the upstairs room. Telling this part of the story right in the beginning would have been anti-climactic; therefore, the reader’s interest in the story would have been much less than if the discovery of Homer’s death had been told later on in the account.
Emily poisons Homer because she didn’t want the only person who cared about her, besides her father, to leave her. When her father died, Emily didn’t want to give up his body to be buried. As it says in the book, “She told [the women] that her father was not dead.” and “she would have to cling to that which had robbed her, as people will.” (Faulkner, 1930) This tells me that Emily was not about to give up the person who cared about her most, and the same went for Homer. The book also says that Homer wasn’t a marrying man. “Then we said, ‘She will persuade him yet.’ because Homer himself had remarked- he liked men, and it was known that he drank with the younger men in the Elks’ Club-that he was not a marrying man.” (Faulkner, 1930) This may have been another factor in his demise, if he “wasn’t a marrying man” (Faulkner, 1930), Emily may have been afraid that he was going to leave her.
Emily poisons Homer because she didn’t want the only person who cared about her, besides her father, to leave her. When her father died, Emily didn’t want to give up his body to be buried. As it says in the book, “She told [the women] that her father was not dead.” and “she would have to cling to that which had robbed her, as people will.” (Faulkner, 1930) This tells me that Emily was not about to give up the person who cared about her most, and the same went for Homer. The book also says that Homer wasn’t a marrying man. “Then we said, ‘She will persuade him yet.’ because Homer himself had remarked- he liked men, and it was known that he drank with the younger men in the Elks’ Club-that he was not a marrying man.” (Faulkner, 1930) This may have been another factor in his demise, if he “wasn’t a marrying man” (Faulkner, 1930), Emily may have been afraid that he was going to leave her.
Option B "A Rose for Emily"
From the very first sentence I could tell it was a townsperson telling this story as they said “our whole town” (Faulkner, 1930). As the story goes on more words such as we and our are used. The townsperson is telling the story how they saw it and the reader has no other choice but to believe what is being told because that is the only point of view being told. If it was being told my someone who knew Miss Emily more then everything would be different.
When Miss Emily said she “wants some poison” (Faulkner, 1930) I knew that someone was going to die. The quote “and that was the last we saw of Homer Barron” (Faulkner,1930) confirms my assumption. She killed him because she was obsessed with him, because he was the first person to show interest in her after her father had died. Her father had her confined to the house and drove away anybody who may have had an interest in her, so when he died she was left with nothing. She did not want Homer to leave her so she did what was probably the only thing she could think of to keep him, she killed him. In the end we can see she was obsessed.
When Miss Emily said she “wants some poison” (Faulkner, 1930) I knew that someone was going to die. The quote “and that was the last we saw of Homer Barron” (Faulkner,1930) confirms my assumption. She killed him because she was obsessed with him, because he was the first person to show interest in her after her father had died. Her father had her confined to the house and drove away anybody who may have had an interest in her, so when he died she was left with nothing. She did not want Homer to leave her so she did what was probably the only thing she could think of to keep him, she killed him. In the end we can see she was obsessed.
Option B: “A Rose for Emily”
The narrator refers to Miss Emily’s sweetheart as “the one we believed would marry her” (Faulkner, 1930). This is where I realized it must have been a townsperson telling the story of Miss Emily. The author could have wrote “they” and the story would have still taken on the same effect. However, hearing the story first hand from a witness leads the reader to only believe what he/she is being told. This is beneficial because it provides a lot of foreshadowing throughout the story. When the reader reads, “So the next day we all said, ‘She will kill herself’; and we said it would be the best thing,” it foreshadows what is to come (Faulkner, 1930). If anyone else were to tell the story, it is possible that some of the assumptions that were made wouldn’t be. If this story were told from Miss Emily’s point of, it would have followed a completely different storyline.
Emily’s father had more or less kept her locked up and when he died, she was left alone. When she finally found her sweetheart, he quit on her. Miss Emily couldn’t handle this so she killed him. By the end of the story the reader learns that it was more than love, it was a deadly obsession. Her strand of hair was found on the pillow next to Homers dead body that held the shape of holding someone (Faulkner, 1930). This is when the story all begins to pull together. The reader finally understands what has happened and why.
Emily’s father had more or less kept her locked up and when he died, she was left alone. When she finally found her sweetheart, he quit on her. Miss Emily couldn’t handle this so she killed him. By the end of the story the reader learns that it was more than love, it was a deadly obsession. Her strand of hair was found on the pillow next to Homers dead body that held the shape of holding someone (Faulkner, 1930). This is when the story all begins to pull together. The reader finally understands what has happened and why.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Story of an Hour
Paragraph five is full of life. Mrs. Mallard is looking out the window, feeling despair. As she looks out the window, “She could see in the open square before her house the tops of trees that were all aquiver with the new spring life.” (Chopin, 1894) It is starting to dawn on her that the world awaits her. “The delicious breath of rain was in the air.” (Chopin, 1894) Mrs. Mallard can start fresh with a new life.
In this story, Kate Chopin writes about Mrs. Mallard, using the words, “suspension of intelligent thought.” (Chopin, 1894) I believe that this means that she was not in reality nor was she thinking in reality. All she was seeing were the benefits to her husband’s death. The passage that is the opposite of this is, “She knew that she would weep again when she saw the kind, tender hands folded in death; the face that had never looked save with love upon her, fixed and gray and dead.” She shows some emotion for her husband.
“When the doctor’s came they said she had died of heart disease-of joy that kills.” (Chopin, 1894) This is what the story is all about. The shock of the joy of being free being ripped right out from under her is what killed her, not the joy of seeing her husband alive.
In this story, Kate Chopin writes about Mrs. Mallard, using the words, “suspension of intelligent thought.” (Chopin, 1894) I believe that this means that she was not in reality nor was she thinking in reality. All she was seeing were the benefits to her husband’s death. The passage that is the opposite of this is, “She knew that she would weep again when she saw the kind, tender hands folded in death; the face that had never looked save with love upon her, fixed and gray and dead.” She shows some emotion for her husband.
“When the doctor’s came they said she had died of heart disease-of joy that kills.” (Chopin, 1894) This is what the story is all about. The shock of the joy of being free being ripped right out from under her is what killed her, not the joy of seeing her husband alive.
My most memorable learning experience would defiantly be when I worked at Eventide for my clinical to become a CNA. I had never been in a nursing home before this time, so it was a completely new experience. I would kind of explain it as a culture shock. I was only there for a couple of days, but I don’t think I will ever forget my experience there.
The first day I remember I was really kind of excited, even though I had to be there at five-thirty in the morning. I was exited to meet new people and even excited to wear my new pink scrubs. Since I had never been to a nursing home I didn’t know quite what to expect.
Through out the day I got to spend some time visiting with a couple of the residents. They really touched my heart. I think they really liked my company too. There was one fellow I especially will never forget. He had just come to the home that night from the hospital because he had fallen and was badly bruised. He really took a liking to me and would follow me around and did not want to sit at all. I took him to have coffee and cookies. He put his arm around me and asked me how I had gotten there and if I had a bike outside. He kept leading me to the door and said “if you get us out of here, I can buy the coffee and we can go to my place”. The sad part was that he was serious.
The whole experience really saddened me. I cried that night when I went home. I don’t think that the residents get enough attention. They need people to visit with for their emotional well being. I think the nursing homes should have employees there just to make their rounds and simply to visit or to read to the residents.
I now know I don’t ever want my family or myself to be in a nursing home, but sometimes there are no other options I guess. I also don’t think I want to work in a nursing home. On the other hand I have really been thinking that I would like to volunteer to visit or maybe to read to the residents if that’s possible. That would really make me feel good.
The first day I remember I was really kind of excited, even though I had to be there at five-thirty in the morning. I was exited to meet new people and even excited to wear my new pink scrubs. Since I had never been to a nursing home I didn’t know quite what to expect.
Through out the day I got to spend some time visiting with a couple of the residents. They really touched my heart. I think they really liked my company too. There was one fellow I especially will never forget. He had just come to the home that night from the hospital because he had fallen and was badly bruised. He really took a liking to me and would follow me around and did not want to sit at all. I took him to have coffee and cookies. He put his arm around me and asked me how I had gotten there and if I had a bike outside. He kept leading me to the door and said “if you get us out of here, I can buy the coffee and we can go to my place”. The sad part was that he was serious.
The whole experience really saddened me. I cried that night when I went home. I don’t think that the residents get enough attention. They need people to visit with for their emotional well being. I think the nursing homes should have employees there just to make their rounds and simply to visit or to read to the residents.
I now know I don’t ever want my family or myself to be in a nursing home, but sometimes there are no other options I guess. I also don’t think I want to work in a nursing home. On the other hand I have really been thinking that I would like to volunteer to visit or maybe to read to the residents if that’s possible. That would really make me feel good.
My Most Memeroble Learning Experience
My most memorable learning experience would defiantly be when I worked at Eventide for my clinical to become a CNA. I had never been in a nursing home before this time, so it was a completely new experience. I would kind of explain it as a culture shock. I was only there for a couple of days, but I don’t think I will ever forget my experience there.
The first day I remember I was really kind of excited, even though I had to be there at five-thirty in the morning. I was exited to meet new people and even excited to wear my new pink scrubs. Since I had never been to a nursing home I didn’t know quite what to expect.
Through out the day I got to spend some time visiting with a couple of the residents. They really touched my heart. I think they really liked my company too. There was one fellow I especially will never forget. He had just come to the home that night from the hospital because he had fallen and was badly bruised. He really took a liking to me and would follow me around and did not want to sit at all. I took him to have coffee and cookies. He put his arm around me and asked me how I had gotten there and if I had a bike outside. He kept leading me to the door and said “if you get us out of here, I can buy the coffee and we can go to my place”. The sad part was that he was serious.
The whole experience really saddened me. I cried that night when I went home. I don’t think that the residents get enough attention. They need people to visit with for their emotional well being. I think the nursing homes should have employees there just to make their rounds and simply to visit or to read to the residents.
I now know I don’t ever want my family or myself to be in a nursing home, but sometimes there are no other options I guess. I also don’t think I want to work in a nursing home. On the other hand I have really been thinking that I would like to volunteer to visit or maybe to read to the residents if that’s possible. That would really make me feel good.
The first day I remember I was really kind of excited, even though I had to be there at five-thirty in the morning. I was exited to meet new people and even excited to wear my new pink scrubs. Since I had never been to a nursing home I didn’t know quite what to expect.
Through out the day I got to spend some time visiting with a couple of the residents. They really touched my heart. I think they really liked my company too. There was one fellow I especially will never forget. He had just come to the home that night from the hospital because he had fallen and was badly bruised. He really took a liking to me and would follow me around and did not want to sit at all. I took him to have coffee and cookies. He put his arm around me and asked me how I had gotten there and if I had a bike outside. He kept leading me to the door and said “if you get us out of here, I can buy the coffee and we can go to my place”. The sad part was that he was serious.
The whole experience really saddened me. I cried that night when I went home. I don’t think that the residents get enough attention. They need people to visit with for their emotional well being. I think the nursing homes should have employees there just to make their rounds and simply to visit or to read to the residents.
I now know I don’t ever want my family or myself to be in a nursing home, but sometimes there are no other options I guess. I also don’t think I want to work in a nursing home. On the other hand I have really been thinking that I would like to volunteer to visit or maybe to read to the residents if that’s possible. That would really make me feel good.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Diagnostic Essay
My sister and I sitting were sitting outside of our family’s bus/camper at bear camp. It was warm and sunny at the flowing well in Kelliher, Minnesota. I was about ten years old and my sister, Ashley was nine. We were talking and laughing as we shucked the corn for lunch. Our dog was running around, enjoying the freedom to run. Many family friends were there loading four-wheelers and getting bait ready.
Every year my mom, dad, sister, and I would pack up our bus that my dad remodeled into a camper, and headed up to bear camp. At the time, my sister and I were too young to stay up until we got there, so we had to go to bed in the bunks in the back. The next morning we woke up at the flowing well at bear camp. It was like a second home to us. Ever since before I can remember, my family has been going to kelliher to go bear hunting. I have heard stories from my parents about my mom and dad going up there when my mom was pregnant with me.
Ashley and I always went with to bait. We would follow everyone else into the bait, my dad pointed out tracks and trails where the bears were coming in, and everyone discussed possible trees to set up a stand in for the hunt. My mom usually gave us (Ashley and I) tips on safety and what to do if we were to get lost. She always told us, and still does to this day, to bring a rope with every time in case we get lost so we can tie ourselves to a tree and wait for someone to find us, instead of freaking out and running. When I was old enough, my mom and dad took me with them when they went out to hunt. This is where I learned a lot about hunting.
Hunting together as a family has made my family a very close team. I really believe that hunting as a family brings a family closer together. It is a very good bonding experience. Spending time with family and friends in the outdoors enjoying nature, enjoying what God made for us is really an amazing experience. I am so great full that my parents have taught me so much about hunting and nature and animals and what hunting is all about. We still go to Kelliher every year to bear hunt.
Every year my mom, dad, sister, and I would pack up our bus that my dad remodeled into a camper, and headed up to bear camp. At the time, my sister and I were too young to stay up until we got there, so we had to go to bed in the bunks in the back. The next morning we woke up at the flowing well at bear camp. It was like a second home to us. Ever since before I can remember, my family has been going to kelliher to go bear hunting. I have heard stories from my parents about my mom and dad going up there when my mom was pregnant with me.
Ashley and I always went with to bait. We would follow everyone else into the bait, my dad pointed out tracks and trails where the bears were coming in, and everyone discussed possible trees to set up a stand in for the hunt. My mom usually gave us (Ashley and I) tips on safety and what to do if we were to get lost. She always told us, and still does to this day, to bring a rope with every time in case we get lost so we can tie ourselves to a tree and wait for someone to find us, instead of freaking out and running. When I was old enough, my mom and dad took me with them when they went out to hunt. This is where I learned a lot about hunting.
Hunting together as a family has made my family a very close team. I really believe that hunting as a family brings a family closer together. It is a very good bonding experience. Spending time with family and friends in the outdoors enjoying nature, enjoying what God made for us is really an amazing experience. I am so great full that my parents have taught me so much about hunting and nature and animals and what hunting is all about. We still go to Kelliher every year to bear hunt.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
The most important thing I have done recently
One of the most important things I have recently done was going back to college to finish my education. This is something that I had promised my parents and myself that I would one day do, just didn’t realize at that time, how long it would take me.
Many things got in my way in the pursuit of a college education. Having a family, working full-time, money, time, and of course procrastination. The old saying, “You are your own worst enemy”, comes to mind. I had every excuse in the book, but I had an inspiring older sister, who went back, and is now finishing up on her masters, to give me a swift kick –if she could do it, so could I.
Before I even discussed it with my husband, Chris, I went and talked with an advisor at MSCTC, to see what was available through online courses. I figured this was the one way that I could make it work in my busy life. I found out what I needed to do: Apply for school, then financial aid, and the next thing I new I was a college student again, after just a few years (okay, try twenty years).
My family was wonderful and very supportive about my decision. It did take a little work, to have them all help a bit more around the house. Sometimes, they feel a bit neglected, but we are all getting used to me having study time. I didn’t let anyone from work know about my going back to school until after I had completed my first semester. I wanted to prove to myself first that my school didn’t interfere with my job. They too have been supportive to my endeavors.
Finally, I had to conquer my love of procrastination. Fortunately for me, I have been working on it for years. I find that tackling the toughest perceived assignment first is a great stepping stone to my success.
Now here today, I am happy to say that I am in the last semester of my first college goal, and will graduate with an Associate of Science degree in Human Resources. I do plan on continuing on with my education in the pursuit of a Bachelor’s degree in Human Resource Management.
Many things got in my way in the pursuit of a college education. Having a family, working full-time, money, time, and of course procrastination. The old saying, “You are your own worst enemy”, comes to mind. I had every excuse in the book, but I had an inspiring older sister, who went back, and is now finishing up on her masters, to give me a swift kick –if she could do it, so could I.
Before I even discussed it with my husband, Chris, I went and talked with an advisor at MSCTC, to see what was available through online courses. I figured this was the one way that I could make it work in my busy life. I found out what I needed to do: Apply for school, then financial aid, and the next thing I new I was a college student again, after just a few years (okay, try twenty years).
My family was wonderful and very supportive about my decision. It did take a little work, to have them all help a bit more around the house. Sometimes, they feel a bit neglected, but we are all getting used to me having study time. I didn’t let anyone from work know about my going back to school until after I had completed my first semester. I wanted to prove to myself first that my school didn’t interfere with my job. They too have been supportive to my endeavors.
Finally, I had to conquer my love of procrastination. Fortunately for me, I have been working on it for years. I find that tackling the toughest perceived assignment first is a great stepping stone to my success.
Now here today, I am happy to say that I am in the last semester of my first college goal, and will graduate with an Associate of Science degree in Human Resources. I do plan on continuing on with my education in the pursuit of a Bachelor’s degree in Human Resource Management.
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