Monday, May 23, 2011

Well, I Hope This Isn't My Last Post

     That would be awfully depressing. Anyway, I'm not entirely sure what to do right now, so I am taking a little break to write on my blog. (Were we required to do this? I don't think so, but I thought it would be fun) Reading this week has been, er, not much. I finished a book called Savvy which is about a family, where each memeber gets a savvy on their thirteenth birthday, and it can be just about anything. The main character, Mibs (Short for Mississippi) has two older brothers, one who has electricity-type powers and the other that has wind/hurricane powers. Her mom's savvy is that she is perfect, and her grandpa can move the ground and create new places. So they live somewhere between Kansas and Nebraska (They call it Kansaska/Nebransas) and not much happens. Then, her dad is mysteriously injured (quite seriously) on her thirteenth birthday and she is not allowed to go see him. Unfortunately she believes her savvy is waking things up (She lacks reasoning, in my opinion) and hitchikes on a bus that is supposed to go by the hospital. Of course, in doing so she also drags along her older brother, her younger brother, and the pastor's kids, Will and Bobbi. (The pastor's wife threw a birthday party for her) So the whole book is about how she helps out a bunch of people on the road to find her dad. Hopefully you can see that this book is aimed at younger readers and not choose to read it, but I guess the choice is up to you. I think it was a very creative book, but it was too well planned. I think everything unexpected quickly became uninteresting. The only good thing about the book was the little brother, Samson, who was infinitely smarter than all the rest of his siblings and everyone else in the whole book. (I'm sure anyone who has read the book will agree with me) He does become the main problem for them at one point, but I think that's also supposed to be a good thing and he helps solve the problem. Anyhow, that book is happily sitting on a shelf at the library now.
     The book I just started reading is called...er...just a second. I know exactly what the cover looks like but I don't remember what it's called. Aha! It's called Moon Over Manifest, and so far very few things have happened. The only thing I really know is that the main character, Abilene, jumped off the train, because although she could actually afford the ticket (this time), she wanted to. Then there was a newspaper bit from 1916 (20 years ago for the time), which hasn't said too much yet. Then again, I've only read about the first ten pages of the book. Moon Over Manifest won the Newberry Medal this year, (which is probably why my mom got it for me from the library). I was reading about it, and evidently it starts off very slowly, so I guess I have some long reading to look forward to. (But I have heard very good things about the ending, too)
     Poetry this week was the usual Poem-A-Day, which I have not cancelled yet. A little while ago (I have no idea what day it was), I read a poem by Linda Pastan (She also wrote Why Are Your Poems So Dark?, which is on Poetry Everywhere), called Traveling Light. It was not too long, but it was still long enough to make sense. (If poems are too long I usually lose interest pretty quickly) I also read a poem by Emily Dickinson called Hope is the Thing With Feathers. It was definitely a poem that made me smile!
      Happy reading and portfolio-designing to all!! Here is a very calming poem for overworked minds. (And it's not too long) :)

Peace
Is not the fault-finder
Of the world.
Peace
Is the fault-mender
Of the world.  
- Sri Chinmoy

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Poetry and Tulip Time!

Happy Tulip Time! I hope you all have been enjoying the flowers and food and parades. (Let's see, so far I've seen Anna, about four times, and Susan at least twice, whose name I yelled loudly to see what would happen) Where is everyone else?? (Don't give me that "I'm not remotely close to Holland excuse"...) But anyway, I think it officially ended and I should be discussing Poetry Everywhere! (It makes it sound sort of scary, don't you think?) All of the titles that I mention are hyperlinks, so if you want to read them, that's probably the quickest way.
     I started by watching the animated ones, and I liked many of the poems. I thought it was a little bit farther away from the poet, but it also helped to form a picture and let you imagine more. One of my favorites was a children's poem called Some Words Inside of Words by Richard Wilbur. I think the animation was really useful for this poem, because by being able to show the words, you could see what he meant by 'words inside of words'. I also liked the voice of the poet, so even though you don't get to see his expression, he reads it with a lot of expression. I also watched Hedgehog by Paul Muldoon, and while I wasn't actually that impressed by the animation, I thought that it was still a good poem. First of all, how could you not like a poem about a hedgehog? Second of all, it made hedgehogs sound really mysterious, which was only slightly as strange as that sounds. But what I really liked was the specific words that he used, that helped to make you think about it. I actually watched most of the poems, but most of them I just don't care for all that much. I watched Shiver & You Have Weather by Matthea Harvey, and I guess it was pretty good, but the way it was written made it seem to end very abruptly.
     In the non-animated category, one of the first ones I noticed and liked was called A Partial History of My Stupidity by Edward Hirsch. I'm not quite sure why I liked it so much, but I did. It was also a little strange because the poet reminded me ever so slightly of a janitor who used to work at our school. I also watched Turtle by Kay Ryan, and that just made me feel really bad for turtles. It made them seem so doomed to not go anywhere or be able to do anything. Poor turtles. I watched Why Are Your Poems So Dark? by Linda Pastan, and at first I thought it was a little strange. Then I watched it again because I was sitting in the library and I missed half the words because a class came in to the computer lab and it was set to be pretty quiet. So I listened again, still thinking it was a little unusual. The funny thing is, I kept remembering the poem throughout the next few days, so I guess I did like it. I liked how the title added so much, because without it, it wouldn't make much sense. I also liked how she feigned this stupidity in her poem, and then used what she had said before to answer. The last one that I saw that I liked was called Brian, Age 7 by Mark Doty. I thought it was sort of a strange thing to write a poem about (you'll have to watch it to see) but at the same time, some of the comparisons made me laugh. It was a little unusual because he was so calm when he read it, yet the words he uses don't seem like they should be so calm. In the end, it all sounds pretty good, so I guess it doesn't really matter.
     I think that all of the poets did a really good job of presenting their poems, although Why Are Your Poems So Dark? probably had the most expression and was presented most in a fashion that I imagined it would be in, but I think A Partial History of My Stupidity was also presented quite well. I should also mention that I watched One Boy Told Me, but I think enough people have mentioned that by now. :)

Once again, Happy Tulip Time!! (I hope those who did enjoy their time had a good laugh at tourists)