1. I think that I haven't quite gotten used to the language and the choice of words that is being used in the story but I find the story pretty interesting. Act One was basically like introducing the characters and the story line. In act one, Hamlet is disappointed about the loss of his father and how his mother decides to marry Claudius, his uncle who also happens to be the one to kill Hamlet's father.
2a. In act two, Hamlet is appearing to be mad. His father's death and his uncle taking his father's place has driven him insane. I think I can relate to this because I wouldn't like it. His uncle murdered his father and then took his place on the thrown. He loved his father and he loves Ophelia but people have told Ophelia to stay away from him because they assume he is crazy.
2b. I don't quite understand the language that Shakespeare uses but I understand what is going on in the story. I can imagine the characters' emotions by the way that the words are expressed.
2c. Since Hamlet is simply upset about losing his father and the throne to his uncle, he doesn't know why he would want to live anymore. But he holds on because he doesn't want to hurt his mother.
3. Sometimes, the language that he uses simply confuses me. I don't understand what he is trying to tell us but I like the part in act one when they see the ghost. It expresses the emotions of the characters really well.
4. In this story, I don't like how Polonius feels about Hamlet. He doesn't have a reason to feel that way. Hamlet has been going through a lot and Polonius just assumes that he is going crazy. I don't like how he told Ophelia to stay away from Hamlet when it is her choice whether she still wants to be with him or not.
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Monday, September 3, 2012
Spectator Sport
Gymnastics Gym
The
dark colored wooden floors covered the whole room. The walls were painted
cream. The girls would come in from the sliding glass door after changing into
their flamboyant pink leotards and black shorts. Some of the bigger girls had black
leotards.All the girls have to act with decorum. I could see my reflection through the wall covered with mirrors. And
adjacent to the large mirrored wall, were the ballet bars newly painted in
white, where the girls would stretch their legs while mellow music was being played.
When
the girls were done warming up, the apple green carpets that gave the room a weird
smell, would be laid out. At the back corner of the large room was a brown box filled with gymnastic ribbons in
different colors. During the last fifteen minutes of class, we would get to do
routines using the ribbon. The ribbons had a long stick at the ends of it and it
was made from crepe fabric. Most of the girls liked the blue and pink colored
ribbons. And sometimes the back corner of the room would have beautiful decorations
from the previous gymnastics performances.
Though
most people may think that a gymnastics gym would have all those equipments
like uneven bars, beams and a big floor mat, the gym where I trained at didn't
have those professional equipment. It
was just for basic gymnastics. So there wasn't much except for ballet bars. We
would usually practice our difficult tumbles and tricks using the walls. Like
when we do the 'walkover', which is doing a bridge and then a handstand and
standing up, some of the girls felt dubious becuase couldn't balance so they used the wall to help
them.
It is
just a huge room with cream walls, and one end of the room was covered with
mirrors. The room would smell a bit weird at first but we would all get used to
the smell after a while. The room contained both yellow and white lights but
mostly the pacific white lights would be turned on. There were two air conditioners.
Both would be turned on at first and then in the middle of class while doing
our routines, the teacher would turn one off because it would get too cold. There were also ropes that we had to bring whenever we had class, and we would
have to do jumps and other tricks that involved the ropes. The little gymnasts
were best at the rope tricks because they were small.
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