Actual conclusions

This class has been very interesting I have learned so much. Yes, I'm not great at presenting so I'm nervous about my grade now, but it is whatever it is. I had a great time in this class. Now Dr. Sexson asks us what we are reading I can say I'm in middle of reading two novels:

Watership Down by Richard Adams, which is a great book I have read many times.

Yes, I know there are bunnies, heck I like animals it's what I do. Now i know this isn't relevent but isn't everything

This is the horse I've been working all summer, i just had to put a picture of her this is not the horse of the sonnet that's comming next, now I'm just playing around. Honestly I'm waiting to go home on saturday and going nuts, as for the sonnet delivery turns out the people I mailed my sonnet too have been on vacation for a long time and still won't be back until like Monday.

This is a picture of Roxy the horse that came into our lives after all the tragedy and will soon be mine, I cannot wait to see her again it's been far too long, she is just one year old in this picture.

Further insights...

Now I'm not talented at writing papers, or presenting or really anything. I'm not a very confident person, in most aspects and nobody truly see's me confident. I'm at my best when I'm working with an animal, there is a reason I'm becoming a vet and not in an Enlgish major, yes I'm at a disadvantage, I even have trouble forming sentences which is true handicap. Yet, I think I stood up for myself in this class, I was willing to talk in class which is a plus in my point of view. Anyway, this was difficult for me because I'm dealing with a lot of problems outside of this class, for with a friend I have once again gotten too close to her horses, making her hate me in the long run. This upsets me because I've never owned a horse, but always have wanted one. So that on top of the mare not being bred, and the desire to go home to the horses I take care of back there, I've been a little distracted recently. Horses saved my life, before I got involved with them I was a mess, I was violent and mean and had no dreams unil I worked with a horse that is my legency. This class has been very interesting, and not quote what I had expected, this was fun. I hope we all do well on the final

My paper

There are times in one’s life when people are in need of a friend, when life seems to be going nowhere and one feels alone in everything they do. In Mister Pip by Lloyd Jones, Matilda is just in this place, with the island in conflict, and everyone is just struggling to survive there seems to be no hope, when Mr. Watts walks into the classroom with a great novel called Great Expectations by Charles Dickens. Nobody, least of all Matilda, thought that a boy in 19th century England would have anything to do with her life, yet even in the beginning of the book Matilda finds that she becomes enchanted by the story of a young boy even though their worlds are far apart. With the help of Pip, she learned to understand a world to be completely different than her own. She is spoken to by a kid that never existed except in the fictional world in which he belongs to. Matilda had become so engrossed with this book that life seemed to fall into place when she heard those words “So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.” (Pg 1) The story she had come to love was more important to her then anything for it was something that had become more then just a story, but a real world with real people and something that could complete her shattered world, it was something more extraordinary than her own life on the small island. Finding something to believe in is more important than anything in the world, and Matilda had found this in the oddest of places, in a book and the growing imagination it takes to go into another world has overwhelmed the people in the novel. The great expectations of Matilda grew as she found that there was life outside of her own little island, and that learning of this boy who brought new meaning to her existence. Matilda was in great need of someone who would help her through all the pains in life, this someone came from a book, and despite all odds he became family and then she traveled in his shoes and walked in his path, in the end she found that she could do something that not even Pip could do, go home.

When Matilda feels the most alone in the world, Mr. Watts reached out to her imagination and opened her life to something beyond herself. “By the time Mr. Watts reached the end of Chapter one I felt like I had been spoken to by this boy Pip. This boy who I couldn’t see to touch but knew by ear. I had found a new friend. The surprising thing is where I had found him—not up a tree or sulking in the shade, or splashing around in one of the hill streams, but in a book. No one had told us kids to look there for a friend. Or that you could slip inside the skin of another.” (P 23-24). When Mr. Watts walked into the classroom that day Matilda never would have expected that by the time Mr. Watts even finish chapter one she had found a friend, she had found someone that she could confide in that nobody could see, but her and she began to learn and grow along with Pip, going into his story that she had no idea how to relate too. Matilda began to slip on Pip’s skin and walk with him through the novel. He was not flesh and blood; he was someone that nobody could take away, someone that even in all the conflict was always there for her. Pip, became her rock in the hard place that she had needed all along without knowing it. Matilda finds that she can escape her own reality and dive into the world of this young boy trying to also get past his own circumstances.

As the book continues Matilda’s ability to confide in Pip, begins to be a concerning factor for her mother. “Now, I asked, where’s the value in knowing a few scattered and unreliable facts about dead relatives when you could know all there is to know about a made-up person such as Pip? She gave me a look of pure hate. She didn’t say anything at first. Maybe she was afraid if she opened her mouth too quickly all that would come out would be in anger. I waited for the slap. Instead she kicked out at the sand around Pip, then kicked out at the air over his name. “He isn’t a blood relative!” She yelled. Well, no Pip wasn’t a relative, I explained, but I felt closer to him than the names of those strangers she made me write in the sand.” (Pg 76) The fact that Pip means more to Matilda then their own history destroys Matilda’s mom and frustrates her to the point where Matilda’s mom starts to hate and punish Mr. Watts for bringing in a fictional character into her daughters life, this overwhelming feeling that she was losing her daughter, she starts isolating Matilda and her growing love in Pip and the story that grew to be so important to her. This overwhelming fact that Matilda knew something of the world that Matilda’s mother did not even know, Matilda’s mother could not understand why this stupid boy who was a lie could ever be important to her daughter, which in turn forced Matilda to turn to Pip more. Learning Pip’s story was more important to her than the stories that were told to her of real people that she never knew and never could feel like she could know people who will not help her learn about another world in a different country. Matilda’s love of Pip has become a strong bond, a bond that nobody really understood.

Through the experiences of leaving the island and growing to be an adult Matilda begins to realize that the book that had meant so much to her as a child has enabled her to grow and become the person that she is today she realizes that she had read Great Expectations in a different way, she felt as though she had actually been with Pip all those years ago walking down the roads of England. “From the town hall there was a short walk up the hill, and at some point I realized that we were taking the same route as Pip had on his way to visit Miss Havisham. The same route which was known to me, having walked it before as a besotted reader on an island on the other side of the world.” (Pg 254) As she sees the buildings and roads based on what Mr. Dickens used in the novel she realizes that it is not the same, yet she still feels as though she had walked on those very roads, feeling as though she was once again traveling to England. She again relives the experience that meant so much to her as child that helped her grow and find her life’s dream. She walked through the world in the eyes of Pip and now she made the pilgrimage to the place that meant so much to her, where she begins to realize that the Great Expectations she knew is different from everyone else’s, she has her own world that she could picture through her experiences and that the characters she had imagined in her book are the people she knew, the people on the island her imagination was so much better than the reality of the book for her.
Years later as a full adult she realizes that she has learned everything she really knows back from those days on the island and that her life is similar to Pip’s whether she knew it or not, she too left her home as pretty much an orphan to start her life as a lady when Pip left to be a gentlemen. She learned that although Pip was not perfect and as she read more the more imperfect he became. “In a worshipful silence I smiled at what else they didn’t know. Pip was my story, even if I was once a girl, and my face black as the shining night. Pip is my story, and in the next day I would try where Pip had failed. I would try to return home.” (Pg 256) Pip was her story she had a Mr. Dickens in Mr. Watts and she had been a part of a story all of her own. She also would find that she could finally overcome Pip, and go home, learning from her circumstances and being able to face the people and the place she left so many years ago. She decides that as she grew Pip remained the same, he became a little louder and his bad decisions became clearer and she learned that she needed to overcome her childhood imaginary friend, who had meant so much, because she no longer needed to follow slowly on his path. To be drawn into a book in this way is one of the most intriguing possibilities when reading a novel and it is an amazing experience to feel so into a book that the world seems to fade away and that her world and Pip’s world collided on that very first day and never parted, for Pip was going to forever be a part of her world.

Matilda learns through this great experience of living through Great Expectations and goes beyond the place that she began. Matilda had found a friend in the most strangest of places, Matilda learned and lived through Pip and his life only to realize that Pip is only different because he is written to be a fictional character, whose words that had meant so much to her in the end. She learned that even though Pip was a fictional character that when she needed a friend she had found one where she had least expected it. The expectations of Matilda only grew when she had found this strange friend in his strange place; she grew to understand that there is something more than reality. To be able to return to the place of all the terrible things that had happened in her life took great courage, she had seen things that many people would never be able to face again, yet Matilda gets the courage to do something that even her good friend Pip could not do. Matilda would not have gotten as far in her life if those that were flesh and blood had not helped her, yet even though she had grown she would never forget that she had found a friend in Pip, not in the trees or the streams, but in a novel of a fictional world, that had saved her so many years ago. The strength it took Matilda to follow her heart into the world of Pip, is admiring, for there were many obstacles in her way, her mother being one of the most important person in her life, before Mr. Watts came into her life, could very well let Matilda forget about her friend, Pip and Matilda’s life would have continued, but she never would have known the way a novel can make you feel like you are a part of the world you are reading about and that you too can live in it, in your own very special way.

All quotes are from Mister Pip by Lloyd Jones.
First quote is from Dover edition of Great Expectations by Charles Dickens

Conclusions..

Yesterday was the last lecture from Dr. Sexson, and I must say that I'm not excited to be presenting my paper, I've never enjoyed presentations and honestly I don't like writing papers, I've had years of fragmented sentences and ideas as I struggle to make sense of them... My head s a scary place to be, yes I am somewhat proud of my paper, however, at this point I'm counting down days unti I go home. Yes, I'm am that cool, 4 more to go and I cannot wait. See, my life in Montana is not complete I really shouldn't have taken summer classes, because it has drained me. Luckily all I have next semester are Animal Science classes. Yes, with things like Reproduction and Nutrition, nothing like this english class. Despite how ready I am to be done this has been an interesting class, it was nice to talk about things, since I have not always lived on a farm raising cattle or goats (which we so fondly discuss in class) instead I'm from Washington where we read a lo of books and talk a lot not saying people are farms don't read it is just different for my major. Anyway, I'm prepared for my paper, yet at this point I'm ready to leave so it really will be distracting... Anyway, my kitten has fallen asleep on my other arm so I need to stop typing or else my errors will be even more prominent.

Oh Tragedies...

See, even I have once tempted fate, last year, when my dog died and then months later, the horse I cared about died, then months later the goat, and the the dog I had pledged that I had made a deal with someone that nothing else I cared about would die for awhile silly me... it was a foolish belief, but hey how do you get through some of the deaths. The fact that I was home for one week for Spring Break and the night before we left, Risky out of nowhere gets sick and has to be put down. The one night I was supposed to be taking care of a german shepard who was already sick, but not ready to die, suddenly in the morning goes down hill, only when I prayed to god not to let her suffer anymore, because I loved her. To watch something you care about and seemed so strong go down is the worst feeling in the world. Now I have no kids, so I don't know of the loss of children, I also have both parents and not too many people have died around me, yet I know that when you treat an animal as if it were part of your family it is heartbreaking... As the owner of the german shepard said "This is the worst part, but it is so worth it in the end" I couldn't help but think that this was supposed to bring us all together, the 4 of us, my sister, my friend Peggy her husband Jim and me. We all went through a hard time when I came to Montana but I go back every time I'm home. And now almost two months ago my sister and I were driving on a gravel road past Belgrade, going a way we don't usually go following a friends husband after their horses esaped and we got called to help, we were driving and we drove over this little grey thing in the road... it happened to be a very young kitten, one too young to be away from mom. Since the kitten was in middle of the road we decided we were goi ng to go back and move it if we could... however, it walked to me and fell asleep in my arms and I was taken... to this day she acts as if I am her mother, when having shots she climbs in my arms and cries to me... This is the beauty of tragedy not in a book... for every ending has a beginning... This kitten has become my child, I feel for her when I have to leave her and I love her with all my heart. To my animals make better people than people do, and despite this class, I believe nature is more beautiful than anything a human can do, because we are supposed to be nature as well.

Oh the confusion

Wow, the Importance of being Earnest was just funny. The confusion it created in the movie as well as the play was just funny. I even had to read it a couple times, due to the confusion, turns out sometimes I have a hard time following certain things if it is difficult. anyways I'm working so more on my paper, however, right now I'm just impatient to go home, since my room mate left this afternoon leaving me thoroughly distracted. I find these last pieces if reading material to be quite interesting even though I have reason to know what it is like to be an orphan, the closest thing I have come too is saying that I was an alien and I cloned myself to look like my sister... since we look like twins and are two years apart. Plus Ido not recall many rude things being said to me as a kid, becuase my mother was head of PTA you did not mess with Kimberly Hart haha plus I was Judy Harts daughter and Jennifer Harts sister up until I came here, sure my sister followed me here, but with my major being different I'm finally just Kimberly Hart.

One step closer...

So, as a funny thought, I was watching P.S I Love you over the weekend, and it mentions Miss. Havisham a few times, and I thought how when I had first seen this movie I had no idea who they were talking about and now I do. Wow, I learned something. ;) Anyways, I've been writing my paper since yesterday and I'm pretty far, however, turns out I needed a break since I started repeating random things in my paper. Now, I'm spending time editing a story my sister has been writing. As for Oedipus and Earnest, I must say that I read it, however, it seems not very carefully, it's hard to follow somewhat so I'm going to reread it so I can really grasp what I'm supposed to understand. Anyway, I don't really have much to say, it has been a long day so I should go and reread those plays. Only 5 more days of class, this is only truly exciting because I finally get to go home and be with my horses.

The Great Expectations of Matilda

Trying to figure out exactly what I would write both for this outline and for the real paper has been difficult I have spent most of the time thinking about it as I ran around and cleaning and watching movies and making sure things are all in order to the point where the only thing left to do was do the outline. So I decided that I am writing about the fact that Matilda gets drawn into the world of Great Expectations and treats Pip as a friend and part of the family on to realize in the end that she too has been on an adventure and does what even Pip couldn't do. I will also add some experiences of my own in which I too get drawn into the world of books when I'm in great need of a friend and someone to talk to. Here is my rough outline.

I. Introduction
At some point in ones life we all need to believe in something that nobody else believes in. Something that will be a friend in hard times, something you can talk to in something that people can’t see. Matilda was at such a point when Mr. Watts brought into class the novel Great Expectations by Charles Dickens. There was something in this novel that spoke to Matilda when she needed a friend the most, when she needed to be involved into a world that was different that her own.

II. Matilda finds a friend
A. By the time Mr. Watts reached the end of Chapter one I felt like I had
been spoken to by this boy Pip. This boy who I couldn’t see to touch
but knew by ear. I had found a new friend. The surprising thing is
where I had found him—not up a tree or sulking in the shade, or
splashing around in one of the hill streams, but in a book. No one had
told us kids to look there for a friend. Or that you could slip inside the
skin of another. (P 23-24)
B. Pip becomes the friend in a world unknown to her. She begins to escape
her own reality by using the book to find something to really believe in.
C. In her greatest time of need she finds comfort in Pip and believes that
he is just the person she needs to help her through the painful
experiences of life.

III. Pip becomes more than family
A. Now, I asked, where’s the value in knowing a few scattered and
unreliable facts about dead relatives when you could know all there is
to know about a made-up person such as Pip? She gave me a look of
pure hate. She didn’t say anything at first. Maybe she was afraid if she
opened her mouth too quickly all that would come out would be in
anger. I waited for the slap. Instead she kicked out at the sand around
Pip, then kicked out at the air over his name. “He isn’t a blood relative!”
She yelled. Well, no Pip wasn’t a relative, I explained, but I felt closer to
him than the names of those strangers she made me write in the sand.
(Pg 76)
B. She wants to learn everything there is about Pip, rather than her family
and Matilda’s mother hates that Matilda has been taught lies by Mr.
Watts and that Mr. Watts has given Matilda something else to believe in
except the beliefs in Heaven and Hell, nobody else should matter
according to her.

IV. Matilda Travels England again
A. From the town hall there was a short walk up the hill, and at some
point I realized that we were taking the same route as Pip had on his
way to visit Miss Havisham. The same route which was known to me,
having walked it before as a besotted reader on an island on the other
side of the world. (Pg 254)
B. Matilda feels as she has traveled the same path before, the book
Great Expectations has opened her world into a place where she had
never been and been drawn into this world so deeply, she felt like she
was reliving the experience she had when she once walked with Pip to
Miss Havishams.

V. Matilda Overcomes Pip
A. In a worshipful silence I smiled at what else they didn’t know. Pip
was my story, even if I was once a girl, and my face black as the
shinning night. Pip is my story, and in the next day I would try where
Pip had failed. I would try to return home. (Pg 256)
B. Matilda finally realizes that Pip has become more then a friend, more
than family and now his story matches along with hers. She would now
overtake all of Pip’s downfalls and return home, where her life began
and she can let go all the hardships that began way long ago for her.
C. She realizes her story coincides with Pip’s, she too has a Mr. Dickens
and she too went off to become a “gentlemen” of sorts.

VI. Conclusion
Matilda learns that through her journey and through the journey of Great Expectations that in the times of need Pip became a great friend that helped her through the roughest time in her life. She learns that Great Expectations is more than a novel to her, but it is a world beyond her own, one that she doesn’t quite understand completely, but through time finds a world that helps her through time. Pip then became family which started the path of jealousy and hurt that went throughout the entire story following the path that leads to the traveling of England where she realizes that she has traveled this same path before, and she then realizes that although she spent most of her years, wanting to be Pip and bringing him into her heart as a friend and as family that she too has been traveling in the same world as Pip, she has a Mr. Dickens in the form of Mr. Watts and she traveled a journey that she never would have expected. She too lived in a world of Great Expectations.

Random or not so Random

I live in two worlds. One is a world of books. I've been a resident of Faulkner's Yoknapatawpha County, hunted the white whale aboard the Pequod, fought alongside Napoleon, sailed a raft with Huck and Jim, committed absurdities with Ignatius J. Reilly, rode a sad train with Anna Karenina, and strolled down Swann's Way. (Rory Gilmore, Gilmore Girls Season 3). I use this quote because it explains how one can say they have been to a place, when they haven't due to the world of books. When that sonnet was first being read all I could think of was this speech, because I as many others have been in the world of books. I have been to Narnia, and Hogwarts, I have been in the forests of scotland and in world that are so made up I don't know what is up or down. Having the feeling of having been somewhere is that feeling of knowing what is out there. As Matilda in Mister Pip discovered that England was there even though she never had seen anything off of her little island. I believe that is going to be the subject in my paper, being drawn into a world beyond your own.

Pacific Ocean (Good old Wikipedia)
The ocean was first sighted by Europeans early in the 16th century, first by the Spanish explorer Vasco Núñez de Balboa who crossed the Isthmus of Panama in 1513, and then by Ferdinand Magellan, who sailed the Pacific during his circumnavigation from 1519 to 1522.

Here is my sonnet once again:

Much as a horse in dreams you walk through night,
As the snow falls in the winter you came,
You stood out in the dark as stars are bright,
The moment your seen nothing is the same.

You’re the bright future in the shattered past,
The understanding it takes to make do,
One may never know how to make it last,
The wind will blow and the trees will fall too.

Your warm brown eyes are looking into mine,
And the world seems to stop spinning right here,
We have always waited to see a sign,
And now nothing has to add to the fear.

Now that our life’s paths have began to mix,
There is nothing in the world left to fix.

Here is my sonnet, as I know I'm not the most excelent sonnet writer ever, I'm okay with it only being so good. After all I am just an Agriculture major and I do not think I will ever get talented with poetry.

Much as a horse in dreams you walk through night,
As the snow falls in the winter you came,
You stood out in the dark as stars are bright,
The moment your seen nothing is the same.

You’re the bright future in the shattered past,
The understanding it takes to make do,
One may never know how to make it last,
The wind will blow and the trees will fall too.

Your warm brown eyes are looking into mine,
And the world seems to stop spinning right here,
We have always waited to see a sign,
And now nothing has to add to the fear.

Now that our life’s paths have began to mix,
There is nothing in the world left to fix.

This sonnet is not perfect, but oh well after all right now I hve bigger concerns, such as will my foot heal after being crushed by a thousand two hundred pound animal. Anyway, I really enjoyed Mister Pip, dispite the tragic ending, I cannot wait until we get out of poetry it is not my best subject. However, I need to go to see if I can ice my foot, as well as water a dozen plants.

Crazy weekend...

Well, I have finished with Mister Pip, of course I had only 10 pages left to go when the weekend started, but oh well. I have finished my sonnet to the best of my ability, even if honestly I have no talent for writing poetry. As for why this weekend was so crazy well, here is my story: For the last month my sister and I have been trying to breed my friends horse, and well that has only worked so well, so over the last week we have gone out every day to see if she is ready to be bred. Well after the first day all four of the horses ran right over me, leaving me well with more scars resulting for horses, not the fisrt couple mind you, now after 4 days of having to chase the horses, getting run over and having them act like they have no training on them, we are still no closer to have the mare ready to be bred. Luckily I have had no more rearing horse, and round pen collapsing going on, which is a plus, since we are soon going to break the three year old horse, that will likely try to kill me. Anyways, I don't quite know what else to say, and now I'm busy talking to my friends online, so I suppose I should go and find something to do, probably reading some of the books I haven't been able to read since this class.

Found Poetry

So, for my found poetry, I found it in a strange place. See a few years ago my sister and I decided to make a holiday for ourselves. My holiday happened to be last saturday in which my sister gave me this book. The book was written from this horse trainer about techniques well in the first page I created my poetry:

Only limited light between
human and horses
certain connections
work brings between
human and horses
human and horses

Yes, many people don't care for horses as much as I do, however, I also decided who I am writing my sonnet too. See last year this farm I work at had a hard time, animals dying left and right. 1 Horse, 1 Dog, 4 Chickens, 1 Goat and I think that is about it except some goldfish. Well at the end of the year a new baby horse moved in and was named for her new beggining. So my sonnet is going to be to that baby horse that will in two years become mine. This took me awhile to think of, however, I now know most of the lines in my sonnet, yet I hate writing sonnets so who knows if I will keep it. Now I guess I need to look over information for my test as well as enjoy my chaos (also known as my kitten Aspen).

Sonnets

Trying to figure out what to write as a sonnet is very difficult, it is hard to try and sit down and write it. I have practically finished Mister Pip, even if I should instead be looking at the sonnet, writing mine as well as studying for the test. Oh well. However, information on my poem of class.

Connoisseur of chaos

Chaos doesn't truly exist it is order, whether we think it is not.

We know spring turns into summer, yet one thing affects another

Nothing is permenant it can be changed like chalk on a sidewalk.

When one thing seems like chaos it is usually an order we do not understand.

As well as chaos theory, one thing always affects another.

I didn't use any outside sources on this, I had more ideas on the content without looking too far into it.

Anyways, I don't have much else to say. I should go find out what my sonnet will be.

Ah Poetry.

As I write my found poetry, I realize that already i'm making fun of myself, so I really look forward to reading to the class. Of course I was planning on spending much of my weekend memorizing the peom and starting to figure out the sonnet, however, as unplanned as anything can be, it turns out that my kitten has a big allergy to some vaccine they gave her, so I have spent most of the weekend nursing my kitten back to health. I realize people think that animals are animals, mine aren't, I've had this kitten most of her life, after my sister and I drove over her on the street, so I have figured out through this who I am going to write my sonnet too, my kitten, because she is practically my child and she views me as her mother. Okay yes, this is a lot about my animals, but oh well. I have also started to read Mister Pip and I really got into the book, so I'm already about 95 pages in. The book is very interesting especially since I just read they book they talk about in it. Anyways I suppose I should probably get working on school stuff.

"We were being pecked at-- the way a seabird will turn over a morsel of crab in it's beak" Mister Pip pg 96

I found this quote quite interesting with how visually interesting it is, for you can see the seabird turning over the crab. This quote is one of the reasons why I find this book so ver interesting for the details speak to me.

The ends justifies the means.

Well, I have recently finished Ex Libris, The Arabian Nights, and Great Expectations, and many of my opinions are expressed through others. Ex Libris being a book about reading seems a little bizarre and almost difficult to read, yes some point I find wonderful, plagerism, eating of books and some other small sections are well written and interesting, however, as much as I am a reader, and yes I really read quite often, it was still more diffult to finish reading than what was expected. The Arabian Nights, however, was quite entertaining, the stories were vivid and allowed the imagination to wander into the difficult levels of the book. I found it quite funny to see the word ablutions in The Arabian Nights and this fact wasn't surprising, but since we talk so much of it in class and seeing it, I found it entertaining. Today in class, Professor Sexson said what seperates the sheep from the goats and I must say, that as a student in the College of Agriculture, I found that funny, that the one semester or session I do not have a Agriculture class we are talking of sheep and goats. One thing about "coincidence". As part of the back story, one of my roomates decided to put of a collage of scrapbook paper, since she works at Jo Ann's and on Monday I was looking at one and what do I see, a quote from Wallace Stevens. Of course this set me off into a fit of laughter, forcing me to then explain to my sister and my roommate why I was laughing so hard. They now think I am insane, however, I think they already believed I was. Well, I guess the "moral" of the story of this books we read would be that no matter how silly or strange the book is, there is always a chance to be having your imagination take off on you. Anyway, I'm off to memorize my poem if possible.

Not what I expected.

Well, the ending of Great Expectations by Mr. Dickens was not at all what I assumed the ending would be, throughout the book, you expect Pip to actually understand a little greater than what he does on who is controlling his life. Miss Havisham is a very controlling person and the odd fact is that if you do not read into her motives through the book, it comes as a great surprise to know that she is the mastermind of all the story. The fact that she had been training Estella to break hearts her entire life, yet forcing Pip to fall in love with her, is sad and you start to feel for pathetic Pip who just doesn't get it. As for the discussion in class about disappointment, my earliest memories of disappointments have been shrunk down, as I grew up, and really many of my earliest memories have been lost, since I really can't remember much before I was seven, however, I do remember one memory. My sister and I had a babysitter, and I remember being told I needed to to take a nap, while my sister got to watch, some television show I wanted to see, I honestly do't remember which one, but I through a fit and got put to sleep anyways. I remember being really upset and disappointed that I did not get to see the show. However, if I think about disappointment that is the greatest in my life today, mine would be when I expect to go out to the horses I train only to find the the owners of the horses have ruined something, not trimmed their hooves or something along those lines. As for the reading, I am still trying to finish The Arabian Nights, turns out that when I jumped to the second portion of reading, the process of being drawn into the story has become clouded by my own judgements. Well, I am off to try and finish the reading. I hope everyone is doing well.

Further Insights into the Second Day...

As The Arabian Nights was read to us today in class, it became clear that throughout the book's long history, the fact has not changed about the truth of how real, harems, infidelity, and murder were and still are in today's society as well as how real it all was back in this society this book maybe be just a retelling of events, but the way the world works is still very much the same. The picture that even the translator can show is vivid and allows one's mind to soak in the true emotion of the characters. The fact was brought up that Shahrazad was intellectual, and well read and how this rarely being a factor of brilliance in today's world, and I thought that oddly amusing, that unlike if it were written today, she was not described as beautiful. I also found it very thrilling to be comparing the beginning to Disney's Aladin showing again that even as children we are absorbing customs from distant lands even without our knowledge. As for The Great Expectations where, I have reached the chapters in which the convict comes back, and what I find oddly fascinating at this time in the book Pip is feeling so guilty when again in the world we live in now, even children would find this less true, due to video games and the world being brought up, by the television creating a sort of reality in which one doesn't have to feel guilty about such little problems. The way Pip starts thinking about life, and wanting to better himself with education, and reading amazes me, by the actual way he seems to want to be better then nothing and that truly brings out a interesting color to him. He obviously becomes a better and more talented reader and writer in the book, and I cannot wait until I see him doing just that.

First Day of Class

As far as first days of classes go i found this one quite interesting. The fact that Professor Sexson decided to come in a read out loud the first chapter, made the book actually seem like it would be more interesting. As I continue reading I find myself still drawing conclusions from the voices and the choices he made while reading the chapter. I have found that most of the books, in which yes I have started most of them are quite fascinating and all in all I feel like I will learn a lot. Being the person who supposively knows blogs very well, I guess I have partially an assignment don't I? Anyway, I suppose I should go read some more of the books, I have already found The Great Expectations and The Arabian Nights quite fascinating already sucking me into that world, so I am off to also be ready for our second day of class.