1. d
2. a
3.b
4. a
5.d
6. b
Thursday, August 28, 2014
Synchronize and Neutralize
The dancers synchronized their feet to tap the ground at the same time, the crowd went wild at this beautiful dance.
The medicine that was supposed to neutralize the effects of the Ebola virus didn't work and many people died.
The medicine that was supposed to neutralize the effects of the Ebola virus didn't work and many people died.
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Sequel to Paul Bergeron
Hazel stood at the kitchen counter pouring their ration of food into bowl, preparing to mix it with water. George sat on the couch with a beer in his hand. Their lives were just as normal as ever. Hazel had been feeling sad about something that had happened weeks ago...but she couldn't remember what. It must not have been that important if she couldn't remember it.
There was a knock at the door. George turned his neck to see who might be stopping by their house this late at night. The weights in his neck made it nearly impossible for him to crane his neck that far. The handicap in his ear started clanging. He couldn't recall why he was looking at their front door.
Hazel slowly walked into the front entry to their home. She opened the door and peered her head out to see who was waiting. It was one of the HG men. "Hello, can I help you?" Hazel asked quietly.
The HG man looked at her and then, without even asking, came inside.
"We regret to inform you, that your son, Harrison Bergeron has been killed." the HG man said coldly.
"Oh my! That's terrible. What happened?" Hazel exclaimed, tears welled up in her small beady eyes.
George trudged over to stand beside his wife. He was very depressed to learn about his son.
"He escaped from prison. He threatened everything that Diana has worked to achieve for us all, a better life of equality. No one left behind. It was for the greater good. I'm sorry, but I'm sure you understand."
George was about to say something. This didn't sound right to him at all. An earth shattering noise started banging in his ears. The chaos was so terrible it sent him crashing into the concrete floor.
Hazel looked at the HG man. "I understand," she whispered. The man let himself out and Hazel looked down at her husband on the ground. She extended her hand to help him up. With great effort he was standing again.
A feeling of dread took over Hazel. But why? She didn't know. Whatever it was it was very upsetting. She sobbed and continued to make dinner. George lumbered into the kitchen. He pulled the icebox door open and helped himself to another beer. Although he didn't know why, George felt that he was going to need another after he finished the second bottle.
Hazel saw her husband slumped on the couch, the beer dangling from his hand. He wouldn't even notice. He was so intoxicated he wouldn't notice at all. With five beers already in his system, Hazel was right. George could barely make out the ballerinas on the TV screen.
She timidly stepped into the bathroom. The medicine cabinet door was open a crack. All the silver bottles and vials were arranged neatly inside. Her pale, frail fingers grasped one of the muscle relaxers. Hazel didn't want to be alive anymore. She downed more pills than she ever had before. More than the correct dosage. The bottle slipped from her hands. Standing was no longer an option. The feet keeping her up gave out. Her cheek pressed into the cool floor. Everything went dark. Her heart slowed. Memories flooded into her head. Of times with her son. What the world was like before. She would soon be going to somewhere better, she hoped.
All night, Hazel's lifeless body lie on the bathroom floor. George didn't notice. He was passed out on the couch with a beer in hand. The ballerinas on TV continued to dance.
There was a knock at the door. George turned his neck to see who might be stopping by their house this late at night. The weights in his neck made it nearly impossible for him to crane his neck that far. The handicap in his ear started clanging. He couldn't recall why he was looking at their front door.
Hazel slowly walked into the front entry to their home. She opened the door and peered her head out to see who was waiting. It was one of the HG men. "Hello, can I help you?" Hazel asked quietly.
The HG man looked at her and then, without even asking, came inside.
"We regret to inform you, that your son, Harrison Bergeron has been killed." the HG man said coldly.
"Oh my! That's terrible. What happened?" Hazel exclaimed, tears welled up in her small beady eyes.
George trudged over to stand beside his wife. He was very depressed to learn about his son.
"He escaped from prison. He threatened everything that Diana has worked to achieve for us all, a better life of equality. No one left behind. It was for the greater good. I'm sorry, but I'm sure you understand."
George was about to say something. This didn't sound right to him at all. An earth shattering noise started banging in his ears. The chaos was so terrible it sent him crashing into the concrete floor.
Hazel looked at the HG man. "I understand," she whispered. The man let himself out and Hazel looked down at her husband on the ground. She extended her hand to help him up. With great effort he was standing again.
A feeling of dread took over Hazel. But why? She didn't know. Whatever it was it was very upsetting. She sobbed and continued to make dinner. George lumbered into the kitchen. He pulled the icebox door open and helped himself to another beer. Although he didn't know why, George felt that he was going to need another after he finished the second bottle.
Hazel saw her husband slumped on the couch, the beer dangling from his hand. He wouldn't even notice. He was so intoxicated he wouldn't notice at all. With five beers already in his system, Hazel was right. George could barely make out the ballerinas on the TV screen.
She timidly stepped into the bathroom. The medicine cabinet door was open a crack. All the silver bottles and vials were arranged neatly inside. Her pale, frail fingers grasped one of the muscle relaxers. Hazel didn't want to be alive anymore. She downed more pills than she ever had before. More than the correct dosage. The bottle slipped from her hands. Standing was no longer an option. The feet keeping her up gave out. Her cheek pressed into the cool floor. Everything went dark. Her heart slowed. Memories flooded into her head. Of times with her son. What the world was like before. She would soon be going to somewhere better, she hoped.
All night, Hazel's lifeless body lie on the bathroom floor. George didn't notice. He was passed out on the couch with a beer in hand. The ballerinas on TV continued to dance.
Cower and Consternation Sentences
After winning the Grammy Award, feelings of consternation took over Shakira.
When Wendy saw the train derail directly on her front lawn, she cowered, fearing her life was in danger.
When Wendy saw the train derail directly on her front lawn, she cowered, fearing her life was in danger.
Pg 45 1-9
1. George has handicaps because he is better than the ways of society and Hazel is just average.
2. The government is looking for Harrison because he has escaped from jail after being accused of wanted to overthrow the government.
3. The handicapper General shoots Harrison and his empress.
4. Harrison's parent's don't really realize their son has died. On some level they feel sad because he is gone and dead, but the government makes it so they can't think for themselves so they don't care as much because they've forgotten.
5. In HArrison Bergeron we have a society where everyone is equal. No one is better than anyone. Harrison is above average and is taken to prison on suspicions of wanting to overthrow the government. He escapes from prison to do so. The Handicapper General comes and shoots him to solve the problem. The resolution let's everything continue as normal, George gets a beer, Hazel cries but can't remember why.
6. The climax in Harrison Bergeron is when he is shot by the Handicapper General.
7. The society in this story is equal. Everyone is exactly the same, but no one can think for themselves. They can't ever remember long enough to feel. Normal is listening to loud noises in your ear every 20 seconds so you can't think. They're used to not being different and having no creativity or diversity.
8. Vonnegut is saying that not everyone can be equal. When everyone is equal they lose some freedom. They can't think for themselves. No one can be different. There is no art or beauty. It's dull and lifeless. You have nothing to strive for or achieve. In the story all the Ballerinas dance exactly the same: slow, clumsy... The music is just average. Cheap.
9. Society may have been better because he would allow for people to be in different classes. He'd let them take their handicaps off and express themselves. He'd want a world with different, beautiful music and dancers doing beautiful routines. There would be pretty people and ugly people. The problem of having one leader wouldn't be solved and it would be under an Emperor, but the people would have more freedoms with no equality than with equality.
2. The government is looking for Harrison because he has escaped from jail after being accused of wanted to overthrow the government.
3. The handicapper General shoots Harrison and his empress.
4. Harrison's parent's don't really realize their son has died. On some level they feel sad because he is gone and dead, but the government makes it so they can't think for themselves so they don't care as much because they've forgotten.
5. In HArrison Bergeron we have a society where everyone is equal. No one is better than anyone. Harrison is above average and is taken to prison on suspicions of wanting to overthrow the government. He escapes from prison to do so. The Handicapper General comes and shoots him to solve the problem. The resolution let's everything continue as normal, George gets a beer, Hazel cries but can't remember why.
6. The climax in Harrison Bergeron is when he is shot by the Handicapper General.
7. The society in this story is equal. Everyone is exactly the same, but no one can think for themselves. They can't ever remember long enough to feel. Normal is listening to loud noises in your ear every 20 seconds so you can't think. They're used to not being different and having no creativity or diversity.
8. Vonnegut is saying that not everyone can be equal. When everyone is equal they lose some freedom. They can't think for themselves. No one can be different. There is no art or beauty. It's dull and lifeless. You have nothing to strive for or achieve. In the story all the Ballerinas dance exactly the same: slow, clumsy... The music is just average. Cheap.
9. Society may have been better because he would allow for people to be in different classes. He'd let them take their handicaps off and express themselves. He'd want a world with different, beautiful music and dancers doing beautiful routines. There would be pretty people and ugly people. The problem of having one leader wouldn't be solved and it would be under an Emperor, but the people would have more freedoms with no equality than with equality.
Monday, August 25, 2014
Vocabulary Words #1
Consternation
alarming amazement that causes confusion
Noun
Cower
crouch in fear or shame
Verb
Neutralize
make neutral, ineffective
Verb
Synchronize
cause to indicate at the same time
Verb
Vigilance
watchfulness
Noun
Wince
Tense the body, flinch
Verb
Manipulate
Manage or influence skillfully
Verb
Oblivious
unaware
Adjective
Paranoia
suspicion of other's motives
Noun
Silhouette
An outline, or general shape of something
Noun
Sublime
supreme or outstanding
Adjective
Tremulous
Trembling from fear
Adjective
alarming amazement that causes confusion
Noun
Cower
crouch in fear or shame
Verb
Neutralize
make neutral, ineffective
Verb
Synchronize
cause to indicate at the same time
Verb
Vigilance
watchfulness
Noun
Wince
Tense the body, flinch
Verb
Manipulate
Manage or influence skillfully
Verb
Oblivious
unaware
Adjective
Paranoia
suspicion of other's motives
Noun
Silhouette
An outline, or general shape of something
Noun
Sublime
supreme or outstanding
Adjective
Tremulous
Trembling from fear
Adjective
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