In Grendel, the shaper paints a picture of a beautiful world in Hart. Even though this world that he had created is fictional, people believe him. The shaper’s stories give the people hope that the world could be a better, happier place and they want that so they believe him. Grendel’s true story isn’t as happy and bright as the shapers therefore people don’t want to listen to him. No one wants to listen to a pessimist. I couldn’t find an artist that actually paints these pictures but I did find a person that wanted to believe in brighter days. After the Chinese revolution the Chinese wanted a happier more fulfilling life. Mao Zedong promised his people that things would get better. He painted this picture of the perfect life that could only be created after the revolution. Unfortunately Mao’s plans failed and the Chinese Revolution wasn’t as successful as they planned. The Chinese people were optimists and they wanted to believe anything Mao said, just like the people of Hart. They wanted a better life so they were optimistic and fell into the lies of the shaper. This angered Grendel because he saw the savage past and no one believed him.
Friday, January 27, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
America
America
By Claude McKay
Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth.
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate,
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet, as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time's unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.
Claude is expressing his frustrations about America but he is also expressing some love for his country. " I love this cultured hell that tests my youth" meaning he loves the ups and downs that Americans bring that keep up on his toes. He also expresses that time is ticking sad isn't going to stop.
By Claude McKay
Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth.
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate,
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet, as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time's unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.
Claude is expressing his frustrations about America but he is also expressing some love for his country. " I love this cultured hell that tests my youth" meaning he loves the ups and downs that Americans bring that keep up on his toes. He also expresses that time is ticking sad isn't going to stop.
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