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Importance of Ethics and Sanctions in the story of Noah

The ethics and sanctions are everything in the story of Noah.

The whole reason God cleansed the Earth was because the ethics of everyone had turned into nothing but rule breaking sin. Every rule of the commandments were being broken by sinful and unclean humans, and when you break a rule, there is a sanction.

“And God said unto Noah, The end of all flesh is come before me; for the earth is filled with violence through them; and, behold, I will destroy them with the earth.”

The punishment of the flood was not just because of the broken laws but because of the need to rid the world of the sinful ethics of the people and to start anew with new ethics of love, family and faith.

He had chosen Noah because of his ethics. He was a family man that loved his faith and his family and did what he could to provide and follow the laws.

“These are the generations of Noah: Noah was a just man and perfect in his generations, and Noah walked with God.”

He was not one to receive the sanction because of this. He was the one tasked to help save the world in renewing it.

 Make thee an ark of gopher wood; rooms shalt thou make in the ark, and shalt pitch it within and without with pitch.”

So he followed the orders of his God and set about collecting the animals and his own family, following the orders to exactly for only getting 7 of each species of clean animal and 2 of every unclean species of animal.

 Of every clean beast thou shalt take to thee by sevens, the male and his female: and of beasts that are not clean by two, the male and his female.”

“Of fowls after their kind, and of cattle after their kind, of every creeping thing of the earth after his kind, two of every sort shall come unto thee, to keep them alive.”

Noah knew the sanction that was going to take place after all of this was over, but he still followed the orders and thus, he and his family, made of his wife, his three sons, and his sons’ wives were saved along with the animals.

” And Noah did according unto all that the Lord commanded him.”

The sanction of the flood took place while they were safe inside of the ark, cleansing the world of the old and sinful ethics.

“And Noah was six hundred years old when the flood of waters was upon the earth.”

Everything from the earth had gone, it had been cleansed of the sin.

“And every living substance was destroyed which was upon the face of the ground, both man, and cattle, and the creeping things, and the fowl of the heaven; and they were destroyed from the earth: and Noah only remained alive, and they that were with him in the ark.”

And when the flood was over, the sin gone and the world anew, Noah still followed God. He did not turn his back or succumb to sin, his ethics had not changed.

 And Noah builded an altar unto the Lord; and took of every clean beast, and of every clean fowl, and offered burnt offerings on the altar.”

From these quotes, one can tell that sense Noah was faithful and true; he and his family were saved. While the others’ ethics were the direct cause of God’s wrath.

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Literature that affected me majorly

One of the first ever pieces of literature that affected me was a children’s book. No surprise there, those are every child’s starting point.

But this was different.

When I was young it took me a long while to learn how to read, I remember one day coming into my first-grade class after a short leave of absence due to being sick. After I had sat down and the class had started, we all were handed a piece of paper. I had no clue what it had said.

If I remember correctly it was something we were supposed to color in, but the only problem was there were words to tell you what to color with which crayon.

Something I know is fact, is that all the other children had started on it, but I just sat there. I had no idea what to do, I stared at that page for a long while with tears in my eyes, trying so hard to not be heard crying.

after that day I loathed reading, I never wanted to. I could read the names of TV shows I liked, that was fine. But try to get me to read a small phrase from a book? I would nearly throw a tantrum. But that changed with a single book.

Corduroy.

This was a book many had as a kid and may still be in the hearts of the readers. But to me? This book about a small bear just trying so hard to find that button made me want to read after hating it for so long.

When my Mom and I had first sat down to read it, she had me read it out loud to her. I knew a lot of the smaller words, mostly the bare-minimum. But every time we came to a word I didn’t know, she’d have me sound it out.

It frustrated me to the point of crying some nights.

I hated it, I wanted to know the story so bad, but my own stupidity couldn’t let me understand half of the page!

I hated having to sound out each word, the syllable after syllable why of reading, after getting each syllable right I’d have to read them faster and slowly put the word together. This took many and many tries.

My speech and use of grammar were pretty good back then, I could hold conversations well, and new many words a child of my age would not have known in normal circumstances.

But these syllables were torture to me. I’d try so hard to put them all together properly, but it always sounded wrong. My Mom would have to correct me and I’d always feel like a dunce.

I remember getting stuck on one word every time we read the story “department store.” Oh how I had hated that word. We’d have multiple nights between reading the story and I’d have to start from the beginning all over again.

But that one word haunted me, department store, department store! Why could I not get it? It was a terrifying word to me, it was long and tough to pronounce, even with my speech therapy.

My Mom wouldn’t give me the answer either, I thought my Mom was being mean at the time, but looking back on it, she’s the biggest reason I got it, why I started to want to read.

I had continued to try this one night, over and over, repeating the syllables until finally, I got it. I said it. department store. I started to say it faster and faster. I was ecstatic.

I got it! I read it! 

I thought over and over, as my mom congratulated me. I remember the joy in my heart as we continued reading, for the first time since we had first started reading the book, I was happy to read it. We had even finished it that night.

It had made me cry for a different reason that night, it was from the story itself and not the frustration that boiled within me.

That was the first time I had realized I thought I was dumb, but over came the thought with the help of my Mom and this story. I’ve loved reading ever since.

Thank you Mom for not giving me the answer. It made the reward of getting it that much sweeter. And thank you for not thinking I was dumb.

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Which were the key incidents that led her out of her ‘Prison’

Helen Keller.

One of the first things that helped guide her out of her prison of hearing and sight deprivation was the doll.

Having not a care for it, nor the thought of value of the doll, she smashed it hoping to hurt her teacher. But afterwards, when all was calm, she realized the loss of the doll. That she will never be able to have that doll again.

She realized just what she had done, and in the attempt to hurt her teacher, she ended up causing herself the greater pain.

The tree and beach was a big influence in her actions after, although subtle, she shows a bit more caution to elements and surroundings, even just slightly. You can see it a bit in the train trestle part.

Having been so high up in the tree and no one around when the storm hit is a scary enough thought for me, but to not be able to see or hear what’s happening? The feeling of the rain pelting down and the winding trying to blow her off the tree amplified, the smell of the storm, and the feeling of her grip slowly losing hold?

Or at the beach, of her playing and then suddenly finding out what it’s like to nearly drown! The feeling of the waves pulling you down, of sinking into the depths, the feeling of the oxygen burning to be released only to be replaced with the salty taste of water.

Those are nightmares that are among everyday life, the ones we can’t just wake up from.

Learning to read and be able to communicate through the hand version of typing helped sky rocket the road to leaving that prison.

Being able to learn through reading the raised letters, the feeling on her hands as she read each and every letter through the feeling on her hand. Or being able to communicate faster with the hand version of the alphabet.

The feeling her friends or loved ones’ hand in hers, quickly telling any and everything.

The trip to Boston helped a lot too. Learning there were more people out there, more people like her. That couldn’t see, or couldn’t hear. Having her world opened up from not just her home town and a few places she had visited, but now knowing just how big the world was. How many were like her and communicated like her.

But the biggest is when her and her teacher, Anne Sullivan, started to bound. When they got a connection the helped Helen want to learn. You get stories here and there, but just knowing they spent so much time together and they became close enough to be family.

But knowing that Helen originally didn’t like the teachings is what makes the connection even deeper, because she changed her mind. She started to want to learn, to read, to communicate and later learn to talk.

Knowing all of that was not just because of Anne Sullivan, but because of the water flowing in that creek that made everything come alive once more.

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Which is more important in writing dialogue from memory?

Accuracy, Succinctness, or liveliness? Why?

I think liveliness is the most important thing when it comes to writing dialogue in general. It’s what draws the reader in and makes everything so much more real, reading things they never knew happened and enjoying it is the biggest job of any writer.

Accuracy is a close second, trying to get things closest to what actually happened is a tough thing to do, especially when you have to keep the interest of the reader in the forefront of the events.

But you still can’t go too far to make it enjoyable/interesting when it is so far from the truth.

One of the examples that pop into mind is the movie “Patch Adams”. In it a man helps cure his patients through humor, a real use of the phrase “laughter is the best medicine!”

The movie is based off an actual doctor that helped in regions where medicines to dull the pain wasn’t a common thing. In one of his cases he helped a little boy who had severe burns laugh through the treatment of them.

The doctor had a friend who helped him with all of it. But in the movie the male coworker and dear friend was turned into a female just to add in a love interest.

Accuracy in dialogue is not as important as making it  interesting, but the accuracy of the events is still extremely important, however I don’t believe you need to do it in very few words.

To me succinctness isn’t that important, you can use a million words to describe something, but as long as it’s lively and handled with care, it’ll work.

However, that being said it is important in certain places, using very few words can make a huge impact but it all depends on the situation.

Using few words to describe your love of something? Not as impact-full as something like using very few words to in an argument. Think about it, how many times have you heard someone say I love something but it never seems like they do?

But the three little words of “I hate you” can hurt no matter who says them.

Accuracy, Succinctness and Liveliness are all important, but they each have their pros and cons. You can’t sacrifice accuracy just for liveliness, then you’ll get something like Patch Adams, trying so hard to appeal to an audience, it took out a major person just because they wanted a love interest.

But you also can’t sacrifice liveliness just for succinctness, they can work together, but you have to know the right places to put let them, or else your story will just be very short sentences and very little dialogue, no matter how accurate.

And you cannot sacrifice succinctness for accuracy. Even if you remember every detail about a certain event, you still need to be brief with certain parts or else it will drag on and end up killing not only the impact of the situation, but even the liveliness of the event.

The three have to be used together and carefully at that, you cannot use one without the possibility of losing another. But, to me, liveliness comes first, with a close accuracy and then succinctness.

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Describe Kourdakov’s use of contrast

Kourdakov used a lot of contrasting situations to strengthen the impact of the situations.

The Sunday Afternoon picnic is a good example. All of them getting together before hand, an hour or two early, to just laugh, sing, have some good old fun! How they played their music, ate and drank their food and seemed so normal. Human, even.

Then telling about the raid, about the brutal beatings, the smashing of teeth, punching of faces, the screaming of curses. The thought of the sand going down their throats just to shut them up. That’s to show how awful they can be, how inhuman the entire situation was. Just what they did to those girls alone is appalling.

But the set up to it, not just showing how different the situations were, but showing how human they were, making you feel like you could hang out with them, laugh with them. And then showing that even the most normal of seeming people can be monsters. Can hurt their own kind so easily and, in some cases, enjoy it.

How they had to do all of this in private because the public wouldn’t condone this, they didn’t believe the Believers did anything awful enough to be forced to endure that kind of treatment. Because the public would want to protect the Believers, would side with them, and the secret police couldn’t have that.

He got a taste of the medicine he was dishing out when the award ceremony came around. Having someone so high up in the Communist Party, someone he respected and looked up to, drunkenly ramble on about how it was useless? How it wasn’t worth the effort? Seeing just how all of those people at the top had abused the system just to get to where they were. It sickened him, and he did something none of those Believers did.

He lost faith in what he believed in.

That is the biggest contrast in all of the book so far, everything he had known and loved, was told was important and good, turned out to be a lie. Turned out that all of the things he had faith in, the Party, the Youth League, Lenin! It wasn’t what he had been taught, what he had learned and believed in. It was all just a big lie.

But those Believers never lost faith, they’d be beaten up to a bloody pulp, but they prayed while being beaten up. They’d be thrown into walls, but they’d return to another meeting when they felt better, or even as soon as 3 days after being beaten up before.

They would have their bibles, handwritten or printed, taken away forever. Their leaders would be arrested while the others lay in a bloody puddle. But they still came back, no matter how much they were hurt, mentally and physically, they’d come back. Some didn’t, no. Not everyone is strong enough. But the numbers of how many did? They were definitely the majority.

In a way, no matter how much they beat up the Believers, the beaters were bested, not in might, but because their faith was real, not to all, but to them. And it stayed with them, unlike what happened to Kourdakov.

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“Describe the choices that led him to the failed assignment.”

In Sergei Kourdakov’s autobiography he’s made many choices throughout his life to get him to were he is today. But only some of the choices were ones he talked about, the important ones.

Army vs. Navy

This was an easier choice out of the rest, he wanted the hardest training, something to really test and challenge him, and from what he heard he would get that from the Navy.

Lenin Prayer vs. the Slave Labor City

This was a huge blow to his morals and his mental and emotional standing. He looked up to the Russian Communist Party, viewed it as his family. It was part of him.

And having someone that used to be part of it, that was stationed in a very important city, and say that it was worthless? That he got barely anything out of it, that everything Kourdakov had been told or learned were all lies?

That what he just got into, something he wanted so bad, was going to be awful and not worth the effort? It hit him hard, you can tell when reading that chapter. Even when he says “I ignore him” you can still feeling the lingering of doubt, of second guessing, of pain.

A struggle between faith, faith in anything, vs a terrible truth about it. These are some of the hardest struggles, because it’s all up to you, there is no one else that can say “No this one is the right one!” Because you know that you won’t fully believe them. You have to decide which one is right for yourself. And that’s what he did.

Joining a Crime Syndicate vs. Staying Clean

This was another hard one for him, having all his friends become criminals, it would have been incredibly easy for him to fall in with them. He already seemed to have a place ready for him, his friends wanted him there with them. Just like the old days!

But that’s one thing, it would have been easy. And he wanted something hard and challenging, but a bigger reason he decided to stay clean was because he saw just how easy it was to get caught, to get stabbed, shot, killed.

He wanted to get somewhere in his career, he wanted to feel accomplished and praised for actually doing something worth being praised over. Not doing something easy for easy money. He wanted something he loved, which were politics. But for politics he had to stay clean, so he did, he left behind his friends and his past, for the thing he loved and wanted most.

Telling the Truth vs. Telling a Lie

This was a battle between morals, between the moral of doing the right thing and the moral of doing whatever he can to get himself farther in his career.

The latter may have won, but it didn’t entirely, every time he speaks of it, there is an undertone of regret and even subtle sadness. Not just from thinking about how someone would throw their life away just to get away from the Naval Academy, but from how the Naval Academy covered it up.

Couldn’t let others know what really happened, and how Kourdakov was one of the very few that knew that that man wasn’t in a drunken stupor, he knew exactly what he was doing, that he jumped of his own volition.

All these things mixed up his views and morals and led him to fail the mission.

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English lesson 20 assignment

I honestly have a few of the stories I remember in a lot of detail, but only one always gets my blood pumping when I think of it. My person favorite, the bus with no breaks.

Reading about him as a little kid, nothing more than a child, at the front of the bus. You can just see the grin and slight smugness in being in an important role, the pride he felt.

The rush of adrenaline when they went through the red light.

The look of horror when he realized.

Realized they had no control of the speed, when they had to try to stay calm when the red lights were up ahead, when traffic was so close to them but they couldn’t stop.

Tried not to freak the passengers out with the fact.

The joy, pride, exasperation, the relief  after they managed to stop at their destination, when they had just gone on a – literal – ride of their life.

And the guilt, the heartbreak and the shame after yelling, for everyone to hear, what had happened. The breaks being out, the loss of control, barely being able to get it there in one piece, without being hit.

You could feel how shattered he felt, because we’ve all had that one moment in time where we’ve said something and immediately regretted it.

Even with some of the passengers thanking the driver and just being so glad they had made it out alive, out of that bus and on to the safe, safe ground. You could still see the boy, even if it was just in your head, standing there. Holding back every emotion he had just felt on the ride. Trying, so hard, not to break in front of everyone.

The story was a true rush of emotions, the pace of your heart, one moment it’s normal and then suddenly it’s beating so hard you can feel it against your rib cage. Your breath catching in your throat because you’re so afraid if you let it out, it might be your last.

I think one of the reasons this story caught my attention and has stayed with me the most out of all of the others may be my fear of the road, with all the bad drivers I’ve seen and nearly being run off the road on numerous occasions, reading this story already had a way to get my blood pumping, my heart racing and the fear building.

But, if it weren’t for him putting in so much effort and detail, for him remembering what it was like and trying his hardest to make us feel and experience what he had gone through, the mental picture of the bus slowly going through the red light after a failed attempt at stopping, the sound of the horns honking ever so slightly muffled and the sound of the wind, pushing against the bus.

The feeling of being there. In those seats, just hoping that they won’t get hit, that they won’t hit someone else, that they’ll make it.

If he hadn’t put all of that in there, I don’t think the story would have felt as real as it did.