Attic

In Julie Otsuka’s The Buddha in the Attic and Toni Morrison’s Home, both authors challenge the era stereotypes of the 1940s and 1950s, through the use of personal narratives inserted within their novels. Instead of the traditional 40s and 50s many people imagine, the authors tell of a time full of discrimination and opposition. Both novels expose the impact discrimination has on the everyday life of women and people of color during these time frames. As a result, readers are able to more effectively

“Here, the lofty and highly much praised artistic achievement of Attic tragedy and the dramatic dithyramb presents itself before our eyes, as the common goal of both artistic drives, whose secret marriage partnership, after a long antecedent struggle, celebrated itself with such a child, simultaneously Antigone and Cassandra.” (Friedrich Nietzsche on the relationship between the Apollnian and Dionysian) How do both reason and imagination shape poetry? Reason and Imagination are two concepts that

How would you feel if you were locked in an attic, for two years? Most likely you would not be as happy as this young girl. I do not think anyone could have the best attitude when faced with this situation. However, Anne Frank did. One of her most famous quotes was "In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart." Anne didn't know what was going to happen when she went into hiding, but she was not upset. In fact, she was still happy and made the best of her situation

by appreceiving or by being hectored with it. In Confederates in the Attic by Tony Horwitz, Horwitz peppers in the harsh reality of unequal conditions and the struggle of an everyday American that were caused by the Civil War. Horwitz claims the Civil War is unfinished because of the racial tension that is still present, removals of controversial Civil War objects, and superior thinking of both races. In Confederates in the Attic, Tony Horwitz alludes to racial tension in the town of Guthrie, Kentucky

The Buddha in the Attic by Julie Otsuka provides an interesting perspective to the American experience through the eye of Japanese women around the time of World War 2. The author uses a number of unique writing techniques which originally confused me, but once accustomed created an immersive and intimate reading experience. Otsuka also inserts a number of metaphors and symbols throughout the novel with various possibilities for explanation depending on the opinion of the reader. For example, when

Flowers in the Attic by V.C Andrews informs the reader about death, love, betrayal and escaping. It is the late 1950’s and the Dollanganger family of 6 live a happy life as a family of four in the large home all goes well until their father’s birthday when he tragically dies in a car reck. Their Mother is forced to move to a place she never wanted to go back all because she is in debt. The family of 5 now catch a train to Foxworth Hall, in Virginia but the children never new of this family of theirs

The monsters were real. She knew it. They had to be, right? Every night, they would come in the shadows. She would converse with them: the grind outside, the light whispers, and that tapping sound on the roof; that was Atticus Who Lived In The Attic – she must remember to remind him to stop dropping his marbles and losing them. They sang her to sleep afterwards, with small movements and slight noises and gave her delightful dreams to watch. Although sometimes, sometimes they want her to stay

The “Attic Black-Figure Column Krater” depicts Dionysos the Wine God surrounded by various Satyrs and Maenads. The Satyrs and Maenads appear to be performing some kind of dance ritual, with Dionysos standing center. Dionysos, holding a drinking appeared rather relaxed compared to the others in the scene, it almost appears as if he was smiling at the Satyrs and Maenads. Ultimately, the subject matter of the painting on the vase showcases a joyous ritual with Dionysus and his follower Satyrs and Maenads

I sit with you on your boat, basking in the warmth June always brings. We’re with our friends, blasting music as we travel aimlessly around the small lake, creating wavy ripples in our wake. I can’t stop thinking about Jen and how she refused to come, according to Marie. I can't understand why she is so angry with me; they’d dated so long ago. I stand up and head to the other side of the boat, opening the small door that leads to the edge. I think about jumping into the green tinted water of the

"Everyone has a problem with themselves, and no-one can ever be perfect." My dad tells me. Everyone has self-doubt or some other problem at one time or another, whether it be emotional problems or family problems, otherwise known as external and internal problems. I've had both. My parent's divorce, self-doubt, and anger issues that followed are my example. I wanted it all to change because I felt like being a caged animal. I couldn’t escape my complications and it felt as if everything was making