Figurative Language in RFK's Speech.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

I'm only going to talk to you just for a minute or so this evening, because I have some -- some very sad news for all of you -- Could you lower those signs, please? -- I have some very sad news for all of you, and, I think, sad news for all of our fellow citizens, and people who love peace all over the world; and that is that Martin Luther King was shot and was killed tonight in Memphis, Tennessee.

Martin Luther King dedicated his life to love and to justice between fellow human beings. He died in the cause of that effort. In this difficult day, in this difficult time for the United States, it's perhaps well to ask what kind of a nation we are and what direction we want to move in. For those of you who are black -- considering the evidence evidently is that there were white people who were responsible -- you can be filled with bitterness, and with hatred, and a desire for revenge.

We can move in that direction as a country, in greater polarization -- black people amongst blacks, and white amongst whites, filled with hatred toward one another. Or we can make an effort, as Martin Luther King did, to understand, and to comprehend, and replace that violence, that stain of bloodshed that has spread across our land, with an effort to understand, compassion, and love.

For those of you who are black and are tempted to fill with -- be filled with hatred and mistrust of the injustice of such an act, against all white people, I would only say that I can also feel in my own heart the same kind of feeling. I had a member of my family killed, but he was killed by a white man.

But we have to make an effort in the United States. We have to make an effort to understand, to get beyond, or go beyond these rather difficult times.

My favorite poem, my -- my favorite poet was Aeschylus. And he once wrote:

Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget
falls drop by drop upon the heart,
until, in our own despair,
against our will,
comes wisdom
through the awful grace of God.

What we need in the United States is not division; what we need in the United States is not hatred; what we need in the United States is not violence and lawlessness, but is love, and wisdom, and compassion toward one another, and a feeling of justice toward those who still suffer within our country, whether they be white or whether they be black.

So I ask you tonight to return home, to say a prayer for the family of Martin Luther King -- yeah, it's true -- but more importantly to say a prayer for our own country, which all of us love -- a prayer for understanding and that compassion of which I spoke.

We can do well in this country. We will have difficult times. We've had difficult times in the past, but we -- and we will have difficult times in the future. It is not the end of violence; it is not the end of lawlessness; and it's not the end of disorder.

But the vast majority of white people and the vast majority of black people in this country want to live together, want to improve the quality of our life, and want justice for all human beings that abide in our land.

And let's dedicate ourselves to what the Greeks wrote so many years ago: to tame the savageness of man and make gentle the life of this world. Let us dedicate ourselves to that, and say a prayer for our country and for our people.

Thank you very much.

Hamlet: Response Journal

Response Journal for Act 1, scene 1 to Act 2, scene 2

1. How does the play make you feel at this point? Record your emotional response(s) in a few sentences and then explore them for a few minutes, trying to figure out why you feel as you do.

- After reading act II scene II, I felt rage, anxiety, and the disturbance that is building up inside Hamlet. Every word he says reflected his sarcasm and that sarcasm is the effect of his madness.(E.g. "Words Words Words") I also felt the stress, the sorrow, the grief, and the pain inside of Hamlet's heart. I do feel that way because when I try to put on Hamlet's shoe, I couldn't bear going through the things he go through. I shook it off of my body right then. It's extremely tragic and at the same time perfect for vengeance when someone had been stolen what was theirs ( the throne ) and lost their love by someone in their own family.

2. In what situations have you felt similar to the characters? What persons, places, or ideas from your own experiences came to your mind while you were reading this portion of the play? Try to list at least three associations, but don't worry about trying to figure out why they came to mind. Just accept that they occur.

- A. When my brother warned me to not have a girl friend way back in the years when I was starting to maintain those good grades in the middle school years. I felt like he's Laertes and I am technically a male version of Ophelia getting warned by the brother. The setting was typically at home while we were playing basketball much like how Laertes and Ophelia was strolling and spending time together.

B. There was this one time I got spied by my brother from the command of my parents. I was spied and being look after for my dubious behavior. I often burst in house due to stress and came home late from school because I had to work after school. Now parents doubt that I was being spoiled like going to pub or other places that came in their mind and didn't trust me. They just didn't understand I have that much work. So I was spied by my brother and he then tells them the truth. This is similar to how Polonious sends out Reynaldo to spy on Laertes of his doubtful behavior. 

 C. The only other scenario that came to my mind was of my father, the kinder and more understanding of the family, who blessed me each time I had a test. He will wake up and be with me until I finally left the door of my house to school. He'll watch me eat breakfast and even pack my bags in the morning which was around 4:30 am. He didn't have to, but he did. He would always bless me and wish me luck in the morning although sometimes I've heard the same thing 5 times a week. But yes, I felt like Laertes being blessed by Polonious when Laertes was about to leave for France for studies. I am thankful I didn't actually have to face anything like Hamlet's tragic or experience being rob the love ones in life.

3. What portions of Shakespeare's language attracts your attention? These might be individual words, phrases, lines, scenes, or images. Make note of whatever features draw your attention. Speculate for a few minutes about what you think they might mean.

- In act one scene 5 when the apparition reveals, " The serpent that did sting thy father's life now wears his crown. " This really does enchanted me and reflected Shakespeare's brilliance of choice of words. I think it meant that the person, who is as deadly and detrimental and dangerous as a serpent who kills your father is now taking the thrown. Which can only meant Claudius. But in the phrase it had no necessities to even mention Claudius, this is what I like about the choice of words.

Another example "Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice. Neither a borrower or a lender be." Struck my heart of the advices Polonious gave Laertes. It seemed so different from today's morals but still is manly and moralistic. It said to listen to everyone but speak only when is needed. Do not lend others for it will lose your friends and your husbandry. The blessing is just very specific and aims more on standard of conduct on what you must do rather than the outcome of what you must be. 

There are many more but perhaps one I can not miss, " seems madam. " was when Hamlet is in grief of his father's death and innocent from Act I Scene 2. The word "seems" just give a foreshadow that it's not what it seems like. It's more than meets the eye. And the excitement that follows the word "seems" just makes me wanted to read more discovering what is really in Hamlet's mind.

Last but not least " The play's the thing, wherein I'll catch the conscious of the King." From Hamlet stratagem of trying to unveil Claudius's true identity and felonious crime he did to his father. Here he meant I'll use this play and exhibition or show to public relations the wrong doing and make Claudius aware of what he had done. It's very straight forward, yet with the highest level of distraught and irate.

4. Make note of any portion of the play, its language, or events that cause you problems. Note any questions that you might ask.

- Act 2 Scene 1 had caused me a lot of problems figuring out what are the inside stories that Polonious is talking to Reynaldo. I just know that he asked him to spy of Laertes. I couldn't make out the conversations and what exactly they were talking about. 

Another part, act 2 scene 2 when Polonious is informing Claudius about the report on Denmark and Norway. I don't really understand what happened between the 2 countries. A wild guess would be that peace has been established and Fortinbras' plan is not operational anymore. I really wanted to understand that portion before Polonious gets into the matter of "madness" about Hamlet's behavior to Ophelia. I would want to ask why Ophelia has to comply with everything her father says?

Spectator Sport: The Augment

The Augment

I got this from here.

            Youngsters at multifarious age prattled everywhere at every possible corner of the room. An adult, with her formal white attire that accented her personality and professionalism, stood with a gait that clearly expresses irascibility building up inside her. The crowd seems trenchant and vigorous with their updates, forgetting every bit of responsibility they ought to do. The adult made her approaching move and I can only see scribbles that I couldn't decipher. With each stroke pressed by the temporary blue marker against the board, the irritable noise grew softer. Then finally, by the time the finishing stroke had been made, the sound cease to continue.

The youngsters, finally pacified, stared back and forth at the adult and the board. Each of the youngster’s face began to shift responsively. Some with amazement, some with a sarcastic look, and others with the ‘I don’t care look.’ The teacher smirked, cleared her throat, and enunciated the extremely difficult equation which filled the whole board. Sighs, eyes rolling, and taps on various objects are made by the dozen of pupils that sat on the black plastic table-chair being immured by white cement walls. They are helplessly waiting for their time to be liberated from this room.

           

I got this from here.

            For a very brief moment everything was tranquilized. Harmony filled the room. Then, peace was interrupted by the sound of the wild yelling at a weary student that was dreaming and unaware of the circumstances. People flinched as if a lion had escaped the circus. Not long after the incident, pungent smells of spices and variety of food drifted across the room, spreading everywhere. Gratuitous crisp sound of people chewing snacks, gums, and other kind of food was amplified. The students satiated their appetites with enjoyment. The restless teacher frowned, but was too tired to do anything. She became submissive, and then waded lifelessly to her desk and slept. Sounds began to fill the room, and as ever, impossible to decipher. It went on for a quarter of an hour. The brazen vibrations of red round bell clang that signals the end of the period. Students hastily ran out of the class to begin their weekend at various rendezvous.

Then a sweet loving sound at the teacher’s rear echoed “You look tired honey,” “let’s go.” She perked her head up; eyes sparkled like never before and rubbed her eyes. She saw vague image of a man with a formal neck-tie and a smart looking suit with a tag that read “Principal” on it. She was astonished. The man offered her a hand and she gladly accepts it. Her energy is being rejuvenated. Then, for the first time in her life, she proceeded to walk out of the class happily and unexhausted ready to begin the exciting adventures of her weekend.

Incomplete Gathering

Rare Reunion

Born to an Indian family is indeed a tough luck. Dwelling with all my cousins as a result of a joined-family does have its own benefits and lost. One thing is for sure; you become overly attached to your cousins and siblings, as a result of spending most of your time with them. You tend to be stronger in all aspects, only if you have people that support you. You will emulate to be like your loved ones. You will look up to them as your role model. Then, you will be ingenious, resourceful, and keen in all senses.

But what happens if people you are attached to depart from you ? The aloofness you experience will surely aggravate you from your daily obligations. You tend to be weak and all the jobs you will do seems to be futile. Tough luck, as I said, and sure enough, I'm facing it.

My brother, currently studying at UTT Australian Technology College, is not here. My sister, currently at China with her new married groom, is also not here. I grew nostalgic, missing their presence and the recreation we also do together. Where ever I look, memories would rush in, penetrating my mind to its very core, making it impossible to escape. 

So it comes, the annually reunion of my family in celebration of the Mother's Day celebration, without the people I love to spend time to. A true lachrymose time that jerked my tears whenever I think about. It was incomplete, lonesome, irascible to me. Isolated from the old people, I tend to be a pariah of the night, without a single bit of enjoyment tasted. I only pray that they would come back soon.... I could only hope....

Mother's Day Passage

Magnanimous Mother

"Mother" denotes a single interpretation, but its connotation varies in a broad range depending on one's perspective. For me, mother is far more intuitive and valuable than just someone who took care or gave birth to me. Mother..... is a life giver, pure sacrificial dilettante, obviously the most important person to me.

Every day I would receive her endless didactic anecdote, ones that would derive as a result of my dalliance and doodling, ones that would usually improve me and quelled my unpleasant manners. For that, I feel thankful. You are all rounded, equipped with versatility. You always monitor me, each and my every step is refined by your presence.

Every day I encounter a deleterious risk, you would be there. If it was about me, it would always be exigent to you. Even the for the most trivial concomitant that wouldn't concern you, you still precipitate in. For that again, I'm thankful. You are my talisman, a charm that would liberate me from all sort of danger. You are my well-wisher, and a supporter with patriotic perseverance.

For today, the day to express love to you, is not the only day I would like to like this. I would like to give you perpetual laud and extravagant praise. I might argue with you, but you are the only one who stood firm and deprecate to me with 100% attention. You are calm and tranquil like the world's zephyr, mitigating me whenever am over heated. For that, I am even more than thankful.

You support me in every way. Even with my perfidy you can endure. Even with my character you can stand. Thank you mom for you endless support and love that never fail to supply since the very first minute I was here. I LOVE YOU mom, may all the happiness blessed in you today and everyday. Hope you live long, and be with me for long as I will remember. Sorry for being a crass insolent child. I will make you proud. LOVE YOU KUB.

  

Conventional Introduction

Greetings ! Hope you guys are doing fine while currently skimming through this self-introduction of mine. My name is Anucha Sakdsrinarang. You can call me "B" or "Bie" with an iota of higher pitched sound. I'm more than delighted and trenchant to join this blog, since I love writing.

Though this blog of mine might have an ephemeral validity of time, I might reconsider this chance of expressing myself. I do not want to be ostensible in my writings, so just take time.Languid, I know, but it's finishing. Hope we have an awesome time together!

Revere Your Own Reverie

Dreams could come true, only if you respect them. Dreams could be reached, only if you endeavor. Ambition and goals are significance equipments you need to climb on your immense obstacle ahead. Along with your inspiration in motivation, which are tablets and supplements to your daily threats. "Every time you fall, it only makes your chin stronger." Fighting Kub Everyone ^ ^