Captain Hajime Dialectical Journal

“But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.” “In fact,” said Mustapha Mond, “you’re claiming the right to be unhappy.” “All right then,” said the Savage defiantly, “I’m claiming the right to be unhappy,” This significant quote from Brave New World had moved innumerable readers’ heart, so do I. Exaggeration? No. It’s the satire to the false meaning of the universal happiness, and it’s this quote which made me had rethink what do I really want and the way of living I want to choose. Because the deep influence and rumination brought by the book, I would like to say

1. I would put myself in the place of the man on the horse he looks like he could be the leader, so the leader.

The chapter starts off with victor’s dad Juan giving him the talk on of how everyone loves Mexicans, on how he should start studying girls so when time comes he will choose the right one That he should be a brave man and he gave the talk on what he should and should not do in his first day of school such as stop picking his nose. The next day five-year-old victor was so nervous, while in school he didn’t want his mother to leave him and started crying in front of the class. After the teacher and victor’s mom forced victor to stay, a Mexican kid next to him started to comfort him. The teacher then screamed at them for speaking Spanish, she made it clear that English was the primary language in school. Victor was not allowed to go to the restroom,

November 21 ,2015 I Heard the worst thing, earlier that day I was on face book I scrolled pass a picture that said the world was going to end at 3am in the morning I didn’t know what to expect I panicked, I was nervous I didn’t know what I should do , I didn’t know how to bring it up to an adult, I knew that if I brought it up to my mom she would’ve thought I was silly. I went the whole day reminiscing wondering if I’m going to die or is this just a rumor. All that day I did research about a red moon, I didn’t really get the answers I was looking for I did research on when the world was going to end but It didn’t say, all it said was “No one will ever know” The responses I got from the internet kind of made me realize maybe this is just a rumor although face book was saying different.

The underworld seemed to be getting colder and I couldn’t tell if it was because I’d fled the room that was lit or because Hades’s heart had been nearly ripped out. I was weeping pretty hard by now, feeling awfully betrayed and as lonely as my injurer. I felt my way around in the darkness for a while, thankful to the slight bluish glow that seemed to at least partially lighten ones way down in the underworld.

This letter was inscripted on the back of one of the last postcards that McCandless ever sent. McCandless explains that he is now going to hike into the Alaskan wilderness, which means he won’t be able to contact anyone anymore. As the reader knows McCandless’s eventual fate, this letter seems ironic in the way that he writes. McCandless mentions that this will be the very last type of communication, insinuating that even when he were to finally hike out of the wilderness there would still be no communication. He even goes further to mention that it was great knowing them, which is usually said before a person is about to die. McCandless could not have been positive that he was going to die in Alaska because he didn’t necessarily plan anything,

The second some portion of this book is more centered around how Augusts cherished one feel about him and with him. I welcome the writer for taking from August family and companions point of view since it will help perusers comprehend the story better with more noteworthy profundity and feeling. For example, just August's family can catch superior to anything anybody what he needs to experience. A decent illustration of would be that they generally guard August against open and never dither. To me, creator's message was excessively mindful individuals of how little acknowledgment we have, and how little we bargain? I trust that on the off chance that it was my kin in August spot I would act likewise to August's kin and folks. It is just characteristic that we think more about our blood relations than whatever other relationship.

It was a cold winter morning, two vessels at battle, bombs thrown, shots fired, but that wasn’t the only thing that happened on December 22 of 1773, that morning the first mate was calling for the captain to prepare for battle, but the captain did not respond, the first mate checked everywhere, the captain’s bedroom, the cook’s quarters, he was nowhere to be found, but there was one place where he hadn’t checked, the bulkhead, he opened it, it was a very gruesome scene, he was covered in his own blood with a sword in his chest.

Both of them were extremely smart. On page 105, “Colleagues refer to Walt as brilliant” and on page 106, Chris “came into this world with unusual gifts”.

Prove It/Elaborate it (This shows that...because): it was Victor’s big chance to impress Teresa, and he wasn’t going to miss it.

Chapter 1: The hitch-hiker stood up and looked across through the windows. “Could ya give me a lift, mister? The driver looked quickly back at the restaurant for a second. Didn’ you see the No Riders sticker on the win’shield? Sure—I seen it. But sometimes a guy’ll be a good guy even if some rich bastard makes him carry a sticker.” The driver, getting slowly into the truck, considered the parts of this answer. If he refused now, not only was he not a good guy, but he was forced to carry a sticker, was not allowed to have company. If he took in the hitch-hiker he was automatically a good guy and also he was not one whom any rich bastard could kick around. He knew he was being trapped, but he couldn’t see a way out. And he wanted to be a good guy. He glanced again at the restaurant. “Scrunch down on the running board till we get around the bend,” he said. (1. pg 7) Tom Joad has recently been released from prison after serving a term for manslaughter (killing another man in fight). He earned early release for good behavior, and now he is hitchhiking his way home. His family, not one for letter writing, is unaware of his return. As Tom travels the hot and dusty road, his feet become sore and blistered from the new shoes that were given to him on his release from prison. He is anxious to get home, to see how much has changed in the four years

1. A wire service is a shared news story, which smaller papers buy. Since they do not have enough money for their own reporters everywhere, they buy smaller versions of the story. This is going to make an effect in the story because now the whole incident is everywhere, even the small towns that have to pay for wire service. The news account of the story changes when it hits the wire because now there is only a small part of the story and people make wrong assumptions.

Okuyasu can relate to your fear, understanding what being on-guard 24/7 feels like. Nonetheless, he’d be crushed, wanting to show you how damn much he adores you. Internally, he’d be a wreck; he’s worry that he’s too gruff, or too scary, or just too... Okuyasu. It would absolutely break him. Still, he’d set his own feelings aside to focus on you, and improving your relationship together. He’d share his experiences about his own family with you, happy that you’d be able to identify with him, even if it’s over something so somber. Expect him to try to touch you more, getting you familiar to his affection, assuring that he’d never harm you.

Trench trudges across the black-sand beach. A helmet pins to his head with a crescent stenciled across its chipped crown. Some bloodstains never wash out.

I've always love sci-fi, so when I started to watch a tv series called doctor who when I was 11, I was immediately enthralled. It's the story of a timelord called the Doctor who meets people on earth and then takes them traveling places they could never imagine. The idea of traveling through time and space with no limits was incredibly exciting, but more than anything I loved the inclusion and appreciation of so many types of people, the kinds of people I had never seen before. The character that has always stood out as an influence on the way I think now is Captain Jack Harkness. He was a man who was clearly pansexual and didn't care what people thought, he was something different from the way I'd seen anyone who wasn't heterosexual