Shaping of the world

I believe in good and bad, and right from wrong. It is true that shaping is a way that most people look at the world, as so do I. At the same time I also think that the idea of seperating good and bad is very closed minded, because when you think about it what necesirally is right and what is wrong? Grendels view of the world and shaping causes him to be angry and bitter, a way most people dont want to live. If doing one wrong thing in your lifetime causes you to be categorized as "bad" you could be missing out on what someone has to offer. Not being open to the fact that someone can reedem themself causes people to be stuck up and regretful. People deserve second chances so who am I or anyone for that matter to label someone good or bad? Shaping is true but also a very broad way of thinking and allthough some people live by it, everyone deciphers it in their own personal way that makes sense to ourselves.A part of me seperates the good from bad, but at the same time im not quite sure how to define either one. To live a life  believing someone who has once done bad is forever bad isnt living at all. We all make mistakes in this lifetime but its how we grow from it and take that experience that makes us the people that we are. I have always supported forgiveness and looking past things people have done that i dont necessarily agree with, so who am i to distinguish right from wrong?

Bring me Along

In a few months i will be off to college and in the process of packing there will be a select few things that i will make sure to bring along. Firstly i will pack a picture of my family because above everything else i will miss them terribly. A picture of us all together will always spark those memories in my head and get me through the times that I get really homesick. Also i will pack a new pillow i received this year for my birthday from my little sister. The pillow was my favorite gift and stitched across it was the phrase " A sister is a forever friend". When I leave, my little sister will always be apart of me and having the pillow as a friendly reminder to check in with her will keep me close to her. Lastly I would bring my childhood blanket that ive had ever since i was a baby. The blanket reminds me of everything ive been through and how having it with me provides a sense of comfort and care. The best feeling in the world is cuddling up to my blanket after a long day and falling asleep with it my arms.

After a Rainstorm

After a Rainstorm
By Robert Wrigley
Because I have come to the fence at night,
the horses arrive also from their ancient stable.
They let me stroke their long faces, and I note
in the light of the now-merging moon

how they, a Morgan and a Quarter, have been
by shake-guttered raindrops
spotted around their rumps and thus made
Appaloosas, the ancestral horses of this place.

Maybe because it is night, they are nervous,
or maybe because they too sense
what they have become, they seem
to be waiting for me to say something

to whatever ancient spirits might still abide here,
that they might awaken from this strange dream,
in which there are fences and stables and a man
who doesn’t know a single word they understand.

What I like about this poem?
I like this poem because I really enjoy horses. It makes me think of the animals in a magical way. It almost seems like a fantasy world where I can picture the animals running across the field. The rain creates a peaceful mood of mystery where everything seems to happen in a fog, so although it is not very clear you can see what is truly happening.

1.to whatever ancient spirits might still abide here,
that they might awaken from this strange dream,
-I like this line because it makes me think this poem is magical by using the words spirits and dreams, it creates a picture in your head

2. Maybe because it is night, they are nervous,
or maybe because they too sense
what they have become
-This line gives personality and human like characteristics to the horses which adds to the magical feeling

3. They let me stroke their long faces, and I note
in the light of the now-merging moon
-This line allows us to picture the scene of petting the horses in the moonlight in the background and just feeling very at peace with the whole situation.

A Hero

All though when thinking of heros it is typical to think of superman, but there are real heros also. Today we here of stories such as rescuing people and putting themselves into situations of danger in order to help someone else. 

Also a lot of modern day heros consists of doctors, typically in todays age we hear most of or news and stories from the television, talk shows, newspappers, and often times over the radio. These heros show people that they care more about others than themself and that they would go out of their way for someone elses safety. Heros are nice genuine caring people that dont want the attention or praise but like ti di these deeds from the goodness of their heart. Beowulf shows traits of the perfect hero. Beowulf is first characterized as a hero in his youth as a great warrior then 50 years later grows to be a king hero. He shows great strength and courage throughout the his life. Beowulf also shows great qualities of an extraordinary king in the sense of loyalty courtesy and pride. Beowulf shows all these qualities when saving Grendels mother from the dragon. 

After Apple-Picking

After Apple-PickingBy Robert Frost

My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree

Toward heaven still,

And there's a barrel that I didn't fill

Beside it, and there may be two or three

Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.

But I am done with apple-picking now.

Essence of winter sleep is on the night,

The scent of apples: I am drowsing off.

I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight

I got from looking through a pane of glass

I skimmed this morning from the drinking trough

And held against the world of hoary grass.

It melted, and I let it fall and break.

But I was well

Upon my way to sleep before it fell,

And I could tell

What form my dreaming was about to take.

Magnified apples appear and disappear,

Stem end and blossom end,

And every fleck of russet showing clear.

My instep arch not only keeps the ache,

It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round.

I feel the ladder sway as the boughs bend.

And I keep hearing from the cellar bin

The rumbling sound

Of load on load of apples coming in.

For I have had too much

Of apple-picking: I am overtired

Of the great harvest I myself desired.

There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,

Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall.

For all

That struck the earth,

No matter if not bruised or spiked with stubble,

Went surely to the cider-apple heap

As of no worth.

One can see what will trouble

This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is.

Were he not gone,

The woodchuck could say whether it's like his

Long sleep, as I describe its coming on,

Or just some human sleep.

What I like:

 To me this poem talks about at the end of a long day of apple picking, the narrator is tired and thinks about his day. He has felt sleepy and even trance-like since the early morning.He feels himself beginning to dream but cannot escape the thought of his apples. He wonders if it is the normal sleep of a tired man or the deep winter sleep of death. I feel this poem emphasizes the sense of moving between a waking and dream-like state. I like this poem because i generally like apple picking and find it to be a lot of fun. I can also relate to the idea of sleeping in and out of dreams between thoughts. Having the idea of unconscious thought while I am sleeping makes me think of previous things that have happen to me. 

1. I skimmed this morning from the drinking trough

And held against the world of hoary grass.
-This creates a vivid image of the beginning of the day and showing the excitin fresh start of the day.

2. Of the great harvest I myself desired.
-This shows what the person really want, it creates a sense of passion because now everything seems to have meaning.

3. Essence of winter sleep is on the night,

The scent of apples: I am drowsing off.
- It makes me think of the scent of apples and the peacefullness of falling asleep and dreamin of things that you desire. 

Lady Macbeth Then and Now

E. Lady Macbeth starts off saying "A little water clears us of this deed. How easy it is, then!" this is Lady Macbeth after they have killed Duncan and she is trying to convince Macbeth of the no wrong doing and that they were justiified in doing this action, also that once they get rid of the evidence it is that it never even had happened. Then in act 5 Lady Macbeth says "What, will these hands ne`er be clean?" this is when she changes from evil to frantic and is worried that she shall never be able to live this incident down.

F. Lady Macbeth tells Macbeth "Get on your nightgown, let occasion call us And show us to be watchers." this is when the people have found out that Duncan had been killed and she is convincing Macbeth to act very ordinary and not allow anyone to suspect them. "Wash your hands. Put on your nightgown. Look not so pale." in act 5 is when Lady Macbeth is in a hysterical stage and they are trying to calm her down. She now feels mental in the head and sorrowful for what she has done, thinking that this will never go away.

G. Lady Macbeth says to Macbeth "Why do you make such faces? When all`s done, you look but on a stool."  Lady MAcbeth is telling Macbeth after the killing of Duncan to wipe that nervous face off and act as if everything is okay. Macbeth is worried and terrified and Lady Macbeth is trying to assure him that he is innocent. In scene 5 she says "I tell you yet again, Banquos burried; he cannot come out on`s gave" This is after being worried of banquos ghost and think that he is coming after them and will haunt them, Lady MAcbeth went from confident pushing around Macbeth to being a bit nervous and unsure.

When Bad Things Happen to Good People

Every day is a risk, there is not one morning that we wake up and don't risk the chance of death, but that`s life. All though no one cheats death, it can happens in ways that shake us all up. Ashley Stamp was on her way to becoming a professional skier, she had everything going for her along with one of the best personality and hearts that I've ever known. Living in Steamboat, Colorado she spent her days from school to training to taking care of her horses then spending the nights with her family. Ashley was invited to compete in one of the most honorable races held in Aspen. As Ashley was doing a course run a snow mobile came out of no where and accidentally hit the racer, she didn't receive the help she needed in enough time. Ashley was a beautiful person and touched many peoples lives, her memorial service was a candlelight service held in the mountains, her home away from home. I think to  myself constantly, why Ashley? she had so much to live for, so much more to accomplish. There are people in the world who did bad things every single day, but why did this have to happen to her? A question that will never have an answer but will always impact many lives. My prayers are forever with the family that has to live each day without her, I commend them for the amazing progress they have mad and on their spiritual outlook on life. Its always a mystery as to why things like this happen, but if there is one thing to take away from this tragedy, I would say she left everyone striving to do more, to realize that we get one chance at life and that we should cherish it while we can.