Pigeoneye Dialectical Journal

1) “They carried the soldier’s greatest fear, which was the fear of blushing. Men killed, and died, because they were embarrassed not to. It was what had brought them to the war in the first place, nothing positive, no dreams of glory or honor, just to avoid the blush of dishonor. They died so as not to die of embarrassment” (O’Brien 20).

As mentioned before, Marie’s personality does not correspond with many aspects of prairie life. Another example of this is hunting, a leisurely activity to most. While out hunting with Emil, Marie was happy and content until it actually started. “There was a sharp crack from the gun, and five of the birds fell to the ground.”(109) After Emil shoots the birds, Marie is distraught and cannot understand why he must kill living beings. As Emil tries to comfort her, seeing her distress, Marie does not find comfort. Marie’s emotions overcome her : “she said tearfully, ‘but I didn 't think. I hate to see them when they are first shot. They were having such a good time, and we 've spoiled it all for them.’”(109) Marie expresses her sadness and illustrates an outstanding quality about her; she does not think before acting. When she is

Sitting in the blind looking out over the water Renee and I patiently await the arrival of shoot time. Looking out at the sky with its thin blue line of light on the horizon as the sun begins to rise into the dark sky still above us. Quiet with anticipation and excitement, we start to hear the sounds of nature waking up all around us. We ready ourselves and load our guns as we hear the distant sounds of the first of many groups of ducks and geese that we hope to see this morning. I look down at my watch and then to Renee the time has come. I raise one of my mallard calls to my lips and taking a deep breath I break the silence of the crisp autumn morning with a sharp cracking cadence. Above me I hear the cadence repeated they are coming in

The book opens up into a fight between the ThunderClan and the RiverClan over a piece of land. Cat Redtail calls for the Thunderclan to retreat. Once they have forfeited the battle, Spottedleaf, the tribe’s medicine cat receives a prophecy from the spirit ancestors, the StarClan. The

“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

I am reading To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee, and I am on page 36. This book is about the Finch family, which consists of the main character Scout, her older brother, Jem, and their father, Atticus. Every summer, their friend Dill visits Jem and Scout. The family’s cook, Calpurnia, spends time watching the children. The story takes place during the Great Depression, in a small town in Maycomb, Alabama. So far, the children are fascinated with their recluse neighbor, Boo Radley. They are trying to make him come out of his house. In this journal, I am predicting and evaluating.

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.

1)From the rusty window of the second floor, my eyes could easily spot her lying in the lush, green grass. Her small body stretches like a snake. The sun’s rays gently touch her bright yellow-orange fur. Her expression is as calm as the one of a sleeping baby. Once the sun starts to annoy her, she walks into the shadows of the walls and continues her sleeping beauty routine.

This single quote is the most meaningful passage in TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD and in turn has a major impact to the content of the novel and to the emotions of the reader.

1.) The ending did not surprise me; I think it may have if we hadn’t discussed it in class. I think I would have been very surprised and confused, if I hadn’t known the ending prior to reading it.

Passage: “It was the meanest moment of eternity. A minute before she was just a scared human being fighting for its life. Now she was her sacrificing self with Tea Cake's head in her lap. She had wanted him to live so much and he was dead. No hour is ever eternity, but it has its right to weep. Janie held his head tightly to her breast and wept and thanked him wordlessly for giving her the chance for loving service. She had to hug him tight for soon he would be gone, and she had to tell him for the last time. Then the grief of outer darkness descended”(Hurston 184).

As Logan and I sat at the intersection between Arrowhead Road and Midway, we waited for a text as the cars flashed past us. That was where we sat in the heated truck, waiting for a girl to give us the go ahead to come pick her up. We were jamming out to “Just What I Needed” by the Cars.

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.

“Another reason, the simplest, the ugliest, was that this hitherto peaceful congregation of neighbors and old friends had suddenly to endure the unique experience of disturbing each other; understandably, they believed that the murderer was among themselves.” (88)

Her skin glistened, as if the river flowing through Avarice had built her. Her smile bore easily. But to Monsieur Valois it was her eyes. Unlike his wife’s and older daughters, they reminded him of the woods. They held a bright light, closely followed by a deep darkness. They were full of depth, colored the brightest of grey. Her eyes seemed to tell of hidden horrors and new experiences. So he taught her to hunt.