Blog #5

I enjoyed reading this peom.  When I connect to it though I do not really think about nature.  I think more about how the things we watched on TV is what we "became."  After watching TV shows such as power rangers and things like that, we played that at school.  I think it is funny how what you see you really do become.  We watched a lot of things and then we made our own games about them.  On the flip side of this, if you are alwasy watching death, you will most likely become less affected by it.  That is why a lot of serial killers have a traumatic childhood and see someone they love die (I am a big fan of criminal minds). The things that we see in life define who we are. 

Blog #4

The Bee

Like trains of cars on tracks of plush
I hear the level bee:
A jar across the flowers goes,
Their velvet masonry

Withstands until the sweet assault
Their chivalry consumes,
While he, victorious, tilts away
To vanquish other blooms.

His feet are shod with gauze,
His helmet is of gold;
His breast, a single onyx
With chrysoprase, inlaid.

His labor is a chant,
His idleness a tune;
Oh, for a bee's experience
Of clovers and of noon!

This poem is personifying a bee.  Emily Dickinson makes it seem like the bee is a person.  The insects do so much work throughout their lives and we do not really realize it.  They are constantly working and amking new things that we use in our lives but may not consider where it came from. I think she is trying to convey what work the small animals do.  It makes us realize that there is life other than ours.  Also a message she may be trying to get accross is that life goes on seperate from ours.  The bee goes about its daily work as we go through ours.  As seen in other poems, when we die, nature goes on.

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Blog #3

Today was not a very swell day.  A lot of things that I relly didn't want to happen definitely did.   But for lunch I had a delicious cupcake.  Also, today was the egg drop in physics.  I was luckily chosen to be my group's egg dropper.  It was very nerve racking after seeing other classmates eggs hit the ground and shatter.  Luckily though I dropped our egg and it hit exactly where it needed to. Tomorrow we will be attempting our 4th drop from a height of almost 2 meters.  I hope we beat the previous record.