The Great Gatsby Dialectical Journal

Huckleberry gets in trouble from Miss Watson for wearing dirty clothes. She wants Huck to pray every single day, and tells him he can have whatever he wants. This confuses him, but Miss Watson meant he gets “spiritual gifts.” He figures that he should always put other’s needs in front of his, but he sees no advantage for himself, if he does this.

As I sat there in the hotel, all was well until Tom accuses Gatsby of being a murderer and Gatsby lost his temper. I could tell Gatsby was furious at Tom and after he over reacted he tried to calm Daisy down but she just didn't feel the same way about Gatsby after this incident. After witnessing the fighting and constant arguing between Tom, Daisy, and Gatsby. Tom eventually sent Daisy off with Gatsby and I watched them as they awkwardly walk out to the car.

11. What type of pants does Tod try at the thrift store? He tries flared pants.

1. “Whenever you feel like criticizing any one,” he told me, “just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.” (p. 1)

Tilting his chin upwards, Tom peered up seductively through his long, thick lashes. “So, does that mean you wanna fool around?” he asked in a soft, lilting voice.

4. The title “The Great Gatsby” directly relates to the character Jay Gatsby himself. Though Gatsby is really just a sad, lonely man trying to regain Daisy Buchanan’s love on the inside, through the eyes of others, including Nick Carraway, he is seen as this great mysterious being. Living this sort of mysterious life and throwing these lavish parties just adds to the illusion of his greatness. For example, one of Gatsby’s first parties seen in the novel is described by Nick, stating, “I believe that on the first night I went to Gatsby’s house I was one of the few guests who had actually been invited. People were not invited−they went there … Sometimes they came and went without having met Gatsby at all, came for the party with a simplicity of heart that was its own ticket of admission.”

1. The narrator is in the mountains, because the narrator wanted quiet isolation to do some writing.

It’s a humid hot summer night, lee is a nine year old boy, and he really dislikes summer nights, for him, summer nights are usually like an indescribable mystery. The unseen spirits are so active on summer nights, they make noise, they talk to each other. Yes, they are not shy to give surprises to some sensitive kids, like Lee.

The first thing I noticed was, the first sentence in the chapter. "Git up! What you 'bout?" "What you doin' with this gun?" The second thing I noticed was, just after the first thing I noticed was that Huck fell asleep with the gun in his hands and didn't make sure that he woke up before his father. If i was in the same position I would make sure that I woke up before Pap. Just in case that Pap had the correct idea and didn't believe the Lie that Huck told him. The two things that I really noticed contradict each other, because I believe that if I was in Pap's shoes then I would probably think to myself that my kid who I have imprisoned in this cabin more than likely hates my guts for keeping him here and beating him repeatedly. So how come he would hesitate to shoot me, as well as who would come all the way out to the

Turning a corner, Tom slowed his pace as he approached his apartment building. Although he longed for the comfort of his home, the thought of facing Booker filled him with dread, the psychological burden weighing him down. Consequently, he purposely dragged his feet, delaying the confrontation and the inevitable argument. He’d reacted badly to the news of Booker's tape, and his guilt hung like a noose around his neck, waiting for the moment his mind yanked at the metaphorical rope, and the painful castigation crushed his airway. But while his remorse was real, his jealousy was a far bigger beast, a raging fire-breathing monster that easily dominated all other emotion. It was a deep-seated sensation that encompassed feelings of fear, rage, and

A few days later, after sealing the letter and hiding in between my mattress and spring box, Alfred told me to pack for an important meeting. I tucked the letter for Vlad into a small pocket of the suitcase before tossing it into the trunk. The next morning, Alfred woke up earlier than usual and told me to get ready. I thought he told me the flight was at 11 am., why are we getting ready at five o’ clock? I took a quick shower and dressed for the Spring weather outside, carrying an extra coat for the blistering cold of Russia. I double-checked my room for anything I would need such as a toothbrush or shampoo bottle.

It’s mid to late afternoon when he wakes alone in his tent. The empty bottle and flask are sitting in the middle of his small table holding down a piece of paper.

Had Sal known that his parachute would fail to open, he probably wouldn’t have taken the sunset drop-the last drop of the day. Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets as he hurled toward an earth indifferent to his existence. No, this isn’t happening, he thought. This isn’t happening at all.

The sensation of a moist tongue swirling around the indentation of his navel woke Booker from a restful sleep and groaning softly, he opened his eyes to the sight of Tom's brown hair bobbing in front of him. A lazy smile played over his lips, and he lovingly ran his fingers through the soft peaks of his lover’s mussed-up tresses. “Mmm, you should wake me up like this every morning.”

This part of the essay puzzled me when I was reading it because the writer was encouraging people to forget their dreams. I felt that the writer was encouraging people to burn out those dreams, like people get rid of their old and useless junk in the attic. This made no sense to me as I was reading this passage because I felt that it contradicted what the writer had talked about earlier. I am guessing that he is saying that we should repress our memories so it would come back eventually, instead of expressing those memories and possibly forgetting those memories for the rest of their lives. In the next paragraph, the writer explained why he wrote this passage. The writer wanted people to get a knack for developing ideas randomly, that ideas