Dialogue

Police: where do you live?

Me: with my parents

Police: where does your parent live?

Me: with me

Police: where do you all live?

Me: together

Police: where is your house?

Me: next to my neighbor’s house

Police: where is your neighbor’s house?

Me: if I tell you, you won’t believe me

Police: tell me.

Me: next to my house

                The theme of this dialogue is to convey humor towards the audience of the text. I found this dialogue extremely funny and I have to admit I would never have the guts to be humorous towards an authority figure like a police officer. I choose this dialogue out of millions of other ones because it reminds me of my friends, many of them speck in sarcasm towards other people due to the dump, silly things we say to each other. For example, Jonathan Weng, an upper-class men that said he’s five feet 12 inches. Our reply to him in was” WOW !!! you’re almost six feet. Geez I wish I could be five- twelve too.” This dialogue can also express how innocent and childish someone can be. In my experience with socializing with others, there are rarely people who can’t understand sarcasm, however there still are. My buddy Candy would be an example of a truly innocent girl. When you try to tell her something she really is gullible, “hey Candy, did you know that when you walk in front of a cop car when it’s going fast it automatically stops?” Candy: “ really?, that’s so cool. You know I heard about that before, I want to see someone jump in front.” She really is a unique, innocent, silly little girl. I enjoy humorous dialogue between two people, especially the funny ones. It makes my day sort of speck. 

Shooting an Elephant

“Shooting an Elephant” written by George Orwell is an essay reflecting the inner emotions that Orwell experienced. In this essay, Orwell has expressed and illustrated the function of imperialism, the universal definition, when a strong nation takes over a weaker nation, dominating its economic, political, and cultural life. As a reader I felt both anger and sorrow towards the action of the sub-divisional police officer, who shot the poor, innocent elephant.  Although the officer’s initiative goal was not to shoot the elephant but to scare it away, ultimately the elephant end up dying an agonizing death due to the peer pressure that engulfed the police officer.

            The elephant stumble out in the open just as if it was free in the wild. In order for the officer to have authority and respect from the Indians, he closes up on the elephant; he realizes that there has been a victim of the beast. At that moment his action shifts from a gentle touch to a ruthless push due to the fear of becoming a victim as well. As a result, he retrieves an elephant gun to defend himself and to show the audience that he is “the man.” Orwell’s job as an officer was to secure the Indians so they don’t rebel. And from all the pressure that flowed into him from the Indians he was afraid that his actions of not shooting might result in a raid to rid the British rule. I feel that the actions that the officer has done is unjust because there are so many ways to deal with the elephant; having an elephant tamer aid him to move the elephant would have been a nice way to get rid of it.

            Just like how the officer killed the elephant by force to maintain authority. All the colonies that the British held captive will sooner or later revolt because they British officers always use violent actions to enforce the law and to maintain colonies link as mother and child.

A Tiny Me

 A Tiny Me

This is an emergency broadcast, this is not a test! Please get up, brush your teeth, and get ready to leave. An annoying, high-pitched, and somehow soft voice echo’s through my private domain. The peaceful, quiet, fantasy land begins to slowly darken as if thunder clouds cluttered the sky. The warm and irreplaceable touch of heaven floats away to the fierce and fire-filled depths of hell. My anger grew to the size of the sun and a deep shade of red reflects upon my face as I stare down my intruder.

Small like a mouse, stubborn as bull this adorable fragile being is calling his lazy, mean older brother.  This tiny monster has hair like hazelnut, deep chocolate brown eyes, and adorable squish marshmallow like cheeks. Behind this façade, the monster is not little at all; he has the scream of a lion, the stomp of elephants, and the pounce of a cheetah. This maddening little creative is special to me. He’s someone who makes you give up your love and time, hugs and kisses. 

Writing Prompt 2

Writing is a piece of art as a narrative is the style of the work. A narrative should consist of a detailed description of a person, location or event to create a vivid storyline. A narrative can be written in a first person point-of-view, second person point-of-view and also third person point-of-view. Although the events in a narrative are not always in chronological order, it does provide an emphasis of the development of a character though experience and reflections upon what the characters did. When writing a narrative the author should consider allowing the audience to understand the text and his point-of –view, questioning himself where, when, why, and how are these events taking place. Ultimately the work of literature must clearly express the views, and ideas of the author, the style and order of events must be logical. Below is an example of a narrative written and narrated by Lynda Barry, a cartoonist, novelist, and teacher of writing.

            Lynda Barry’s article The Sanctuary of School opens with literary elements; conflict and setting. The setting of the article takes place when the narrator was 7 years old, during the winter season, in a mediocre house which shelters the narrator, her parents, and her brother. The hardship that the narrator faces is a series of man vs. man conflict; at the top of the pyramid her parents are having an endless argument. It slowly leads to the young child sneaking out of the house while it’s dark outside. The setting soon leads to a very vivid description of her school and her feelings towards it, “My school was made up of about 15 nondescript portable classrooms set down on a fenced concrete lot in a rundown Seattle neighborhood, but it had the most beautiful view of the Cascade Mountains. You could see them from anywhere on the playfield and you could see them from the windows of my classroom” (Barry 85). Barry’s argument supports the maintaining of art classes in the school by notifying the readers that public school are getting cuts however art classes are necessary.

 When Barry uses the symbolic phrase, “point of light” to refer to her school and how it is a sanctuary to her. I can relate to a school being a sanctuary because only in school can I socialize and learn at the same time. To her the school is an important part of her life as a child because she can freely express what’s on her mind through art, as for me, I can freely discuss whatever is in my mind to my peers to alleviate my ideas.