Monday, March 30, 2009
March 30
Study for the poetry unit test on Wednesday. While you are reviewing, check out the glossary at the back of the book -- you should know all the terms. If you haven't already done so, finish Crime & Punishment by Friday. We like to keep it light.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
AP Lit Survey
Hey, guys. I'm doing the AP classes page for yearbook and I need quotes from students taking AP classes. To make things nice and easy, I thought it'd be cool to post it on the blog, plus I thought it might give everyone a quick break from homework.
Just fill out whichever questions strike your fancy and post them back as comments to this post.
If you are in more than one AP class, PLEASE fill out more than one survey to post! I would really appreciate it. Though I'm sure the caustic witty comments in this class could fill up an entire spread, I would love some other perspectives as well.
Thank you guys so much! This really helps me out.
<3 Kenzie
Name:
Grade:
Class:
1. What is your favorite color?
2. Favorite pair of shoes?
3. What do you eat for breakfast every morning?
4. Coffee or tea?
5. Pet zebra or dolphin?
6. Breathing underwater or flying?
7. What has been your favorite book this year?
8. Why do you like this class?
9. Why did you choose to take an AP class?
10. What is your favorite part of the AP experience?
11. How do AP classes differ from other classes you've taken on the same subject matter?
12. What are some interesting/funny things that have happened in this class?
13. Any other random comments? Anything else I should know?
Just fill out whichever questions strike your fancy and post them back as comments to this post.
If you are in more than one AP class, PLEASE fill out more than one survey to post! I would really appreciate it. Though I'm sure the caustic witty comments in this class could fill up an entire spread, I would love some other perspectives as well.
Thank you guys so much! This really helps me out.
<3 Kenzie
Name:
Grade:
Class:
1. What is your favorite color?
2. Favorite pair of shoes?
3. What do you eat for breakfast every morning?
4. Coffee or tea?
5. Pet zebra or dolphin?
6. Breathing underwater or flying?
7. What has been your favorite book this year?
8. Why do you like this class?
9. Why did you choose to take an AP class?
10. What is your favorite part of the AP experience?
11. How do AP classes differ from other classes you've taken on the same subject matter?
12. What are some interesting/funny things that have happened in this class?
13. Any other random comments? Anything else I should know?
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Prompt - March 17
1. Mr. Duncan plans to return to begin Crime and Punishment with you on April 3. Plan on a "Did you read it?" quiz that day. And now, for the last blog poem of the week . . .
2. The following poem is by a famous Portland writer, Ursula Le Guin, and was republished in last Sunday's Oregonian. Consider how Le Guin uses sound, rhythm, imagery, and symbolism to serve her purpose.
The Cactus Wren
In this great silence, to sit still
and listen till I hear the wren
is to draw free from wish and will.
She flits to perch; her slender bill
spouts a thin jet of music, then
in the great silence she falls still.
Wind nods the short-stemmed flowers that fill
the sandy wash. She sings again
her song devoid of wish or will.
The hummingbird's quick drum and thrill
is gone just as I hear it, when
in this great silence all holds still.
The granite sand, the barren hill,
the dry, vast, rigorous terrain
answer no human wish or will.
Again, the small quicksilver trill
that has no messages for men.
In the great silence she sings still
of pure need free from wish or will.
"The Cactus Wren" is from Incredible Good Fortune,
Shambhala, 2006, © 2006 by Ursula K. Le Guin.
2. The following poem is by a famous Portland writer, Ursula Le Guin, and was republished in last Sunday's Oregonian. Consider how Le Guin uses sound, rhythm, imagery, and symbolism to serve her purpose.
The Cactus Wren
In this great silence, to sit still
and listen till I hear the wren
is to draw free from wish and will.
She flits to perch; her slender bill
spouts a thin jet of music, then
in the great silence she falls still.
Wind nods the short-stemmed flowers that fill
the sandy wash. She sings again
her song devoid of wish or will.
The hummingbird's quick drum and thrill
is gone just as I hear it, when
in this great silence all holds still.
The granite sand, the barren hill,
the dry, vast, rigorous terrain
answer no human wish or will.
Again, the small quicksilver trill
that has no messages for men.
In the great silence she sings still
of pure need free from wish or will.
"The Cactus Wren" is from Incredible Good Fortune,
Shambhala, 2006, © 2006 by Ursula K. Le Guin.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Prompt 3/12
1. Look at the last entry in yesterday's discussion -- it is from J.D. Also, did you know that J.D. has actually been to Coole?
2. I will be passing back all your essays on Tuesday. I still am missing MANY. Don't send J.D. back to the hospital with a heart attack after he sees your grades. During the break I will give him all these scores and a check sheet of your blog entries and he will add it all to his gradebook. Right now that looks rather ugly. I will stop in on Tuesday with my chart and talk to each of you to ascertain that it is all accurate. Also, if you wish to revise either of the essays, get those to me by Thursday, if possible. If that is not possible, give the revisions, stapled to the original, to J.D. after the break.
3. I forgot to give Mr. P the prompt for the weekend, so here it is. Read the poem that follows: Consider all the elements of poetry that we have studied thus far. How does the poet use these poetic elements to give the poem meaning?
Hope -- Lisel Mueller
It hovers in dark corners
before the lights are turned on,
it shakes sleep from its eyes
and drops from mushroom gills,
it explodes in the starry heads
of dandelions turned sages,
it sticks to the wings of green angels
that sail from the tops of maples.
It sprouts in each occluded eye
of the many-eyed potato,
it lives in each earthworm segment
surviving cruelty,
it is the motion that runs the tail of a dog,
it is the mouth that inflates the lungs
of the child that has just been born. It is the singular gift
we cannot destroy in ourselves,
the argument that refutes death,
the genius that invents the future,
all we know of God.
It is the serum which makes us swear
not to betray one another;
it is in this poem, trying to speak.
~ Lisel Mueller ~
4. You need to register and pay for your AP tests by Friday!
2. I will be passing back all your essays on Tuesday. I still am missing MANY. Don't send J.D. back to the hospital with a heart attack after he sees your grades. During the break I will give him all these scores and a check sheet of your blog entries and he will add it all to his gradebook. Right now that looks rather ugly. I will stop in on Tuesday with my chart and talk to each of you to ascertain that it is all accurate. Also, if you wish to revise either of the essays, get those to me by Thursday, if possible. If that is not possible, give the revisions, stapled to the original, to J.D. after the break.
3. I forgot to give Mr. P the prompt for the weekend, so here it is. Read the poem that follows: Consider all the elements of poetry that we have studied thus far. How does the poet use these poetic elements to give the poem meaning?
Hope -- Lisel Mueller
It hovers in dark corners
before the lights are turned on,
it shakes sleep from its eyes
and drops from mushroom gills,
it explodes in the starry heads
of dandelions turned sages,
it sticks to the wings of green angels
that sail from the tops of maples.
It sprouts in each occluded eye
of the many-eyed potato,
it lives in each earthworm segment
surviving cruelty,
it is the motion that runs the tail of a dog,
it is the mouth that inflates the lungs
of the child that has just been born.
we cannot destroy in ourselves,
the argument that refutes death,
the genius that invents the future,
all we know of God.
It is the serum which makes us swear
not to betray one another;
it is in this poem, trying to speak.
~ Lisel Mueller ~
4. You need to register and pay for your AP tests by Friday!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
"The Wild Swans at Coole" Blog Assignment
Read this poem, paying special attention to sound, rhythm, and meter. I'll do you the favor of pointing out that the author's use of rhyme, line breaks and enjambment help to reinforce his purpose. Please remember to read each other's posts and comment on each other's ideas--don't monologue.
Also, please read the previous post from Mrs. Minor about getting your essays scored and back to you.
Also, please read the previous post from Mrs. Minor about getting your essays scored and back to you.
Grading your essays, etc.
In an effort to get your papers graded and all your scores up to date, I need the following on Thursday:
(a) from everyone EXCEPT Hari and Austin: a new hard copy of your
"Valediction" essay.
(b) A new hard copy of the "Siren Song"/"Barbie Doll" essay from the following:
Lisa, Michelle, Sam, John, Shea, Kensey, Thanh, Matt, Austin, Hannah,
Roopa, Chelsea
(c) New hard copies of the questions from "Ulysses" & "Curiosity" from:
Lisa, Michael, Sam, Alex, Mohanika, Scott, Shea, Kensey, Thanh, Matt, Austin,
Hannah, Roopa
(d) New hard copies of the questions from "Church Going" and "Dover Beach" from:
Aditya, Grace, Lisa, Sam, Alex, Mohanika David, Shea, Kensey, Matt, Hannah, Roopa
(e) Hannah -- you need to stop by my desk and write the last timed essay. You have 50 minutes to write it once you get settled with paper out. Be sure to attach the prompt to the essay and leave it on my desk. Be sure to get this done this week.
Anything acquired after Thursday will be marked as late. If for some reason you cannot print or cannot get a hard copy to me Thursday (you are absent, f. i.), please email it to me at nancy.minor@comcast.net or nancy_minor@beavton.k12.or.us
You should also have turned in your "Snowstorm" essays with marked poems attached to Mr. Puterbaugh.
Friday, March 6, 2009
HEY MATT. Today's Important!
Today is your 18th birthday and you're spending it at home. Sick. Unable to leave your house. Burdened by missed homework and tests. Constantly coughing and blowing your nose. Weak. Kept away from the general public.
Well then, here's to adulthood!
:)
I personally expected credit card companies to hound me. Surveyors of things I have no relation to. Spontaneous lottery buying. Trips to restricted places and purchases of restricted things.
But nope! Nothing.
Nothing except the sweet feeling of knowing, "Hey. I'm older than you and that makes me soo much cooler. Plus I don't have curfew or the THIS RESIDENT TURNS 18 ON (DATE) message on my ID card. I can vote and carry out the Second Amendment. My parents don't need to be with me when I get prescriptions. I can sign documents on my own. If I wanted to own my property I could. Could get as many body piercings and tattoos as I want. Not need a stinkin' permit. Hell, I'm 18! 18! 18! 18! 18! 18!"
18 is definitely better than 17 or 19. They're super lame prime numbers. Multiples of 2, 3, 4, 6, 9 screams awesome.
Just like how you scream awesome Matt. Happy happy birthday!
[It's about time Julian Bartholomew Chau-Putnam's father reached a proper, respectable age. jeeeeeez]
Well then, here's to adulthood!
:)
I personally expected credit card companies to hound me. Surveyors of things I have no relation to. Spontaneous lottery buying. Trips to restricted places and purchases of restricted things.
But nope! Nothing.
Nothing except the sweet feeling of knowing, "Hey. I'm older than you and that makes me soo much cooler. Plus I don't have curfew or the THIS RESIDENT TURNS 18 ON (DATE) message on my ID card. I can vote and carry out the Second Amendment. My parents don't need to be with me when I get prescriptions. I can sign documents on my own. If I wanted to own my property I could. Could get as many body piercings and tattoos as I want. Not need a stinkin' permit. Hell, I'm 18! 18! 18! 18! 18! 18!"
18 is definitely better than 17 or 19. They're super lame prime numbers. Multiples of 2, 3, 4, 6, 9 screams awesome.
Just like how you scream awesome Matt. Happy happy birthday!
[It's about time Julian Bartholomew Chau-Putnam's father reached a proper, respectable age. jeeeeeez]
Monday, March 2, 2009
Homework for 3/2
Yes, Mrs. Minor, I can boogie, but I choose not to display that particular gift. I feel the repercussions would be disastrous.
Like we discussed today, your homework is to work "Snowstorm" and mark any and all musical devices you can find. This is preparation for an upcoming paper, or so I am told.
For the blog, you are directed to respond to Frost's "Nothing Gold Can Stay:" Now I know that you may have read or studied this poem before, but let's not phone this one in. Mrs. Minor strongly advises you all to "stay literal"--let's not drape this one with a bunch of metaphorical meaning before we have looked closely at the literal content and of course, those pesky musical devices.
Like we discussed today, your homework is to work "Snowstorm" and mark any and all musical devices you can find. This is preparation for an upcoming paper, or so I am told.
For the blog, you are directed to respond to Frost's "Nothing Gold Can Stay:" Now I know that you may have read or studied this poem before, but let's not phone this one in. Mrs. Minor strongly advises you all to "stay literal"--let's not drape this one with a bunch of metaphorical meaning before we have looked closely at the literal content and of course, those pesky musical devices.
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