Sunday, December 15, 2013

Litterary Device glossary #10

Litterary device Glossary #10

Tragic flaw: A flaw in the character of the protagonist of a tragedy that brings the protagonist to ruin or sorrow.

example: Now might I do it pat, now he is praying; And now I'll do't. And so he goes to heaven; And so am I revenged. That would be scanned: A villain kills my father; and for that, I, his sole son, do this same villain send To heaven. (pg. 167 hamlet)

explanation: Hamlet has a very obvious tragic flaw, which is that he is incapable from acting on his words. the ghost of his father is telling him to avenge his death, but what does hamlet do. he postpones and sets up elaborate traps so he does not have to kill his uncle. he has the perfect opportunity when he is alone with his uncle and his uncle is unaware that hamlet is in the room. but instead of just killing him there, and making him not have to die in the end of the story, he tries to find a better time to kill him. the constant postponing and trying to find a better time ends up leading to his death. if hamlet had just killed his uncle when he was praying, then hamlet would not have to die. but, instead he waits until there is a less perfect scenario where multiple people have to die.

Sunday, December 8, 2013

Blog post narrative #3



Blog post narrative #3 Neal Chapman
In the final part of my trilogy of blog post narratives, Huck finn ends with a bang, and someone getting shot. This section of the book starts with Huck and Jim continuing down the river on the raft and meeting some interesting characters. They meet two “aristocrats” who are con-artists and go by the Duke and the Dauphin. Huck, a kid, and Jim, a black man, have no power to tell the two men what to do, which goes back to the theme of power in the book. It shows a similarity between kids and slave in the fact that neither can do much under the current laws. Before I get yelled at for saying being a kid and a slave are the same thing, I do not think that they are the same, they are both not fair, but being a slave is obviously worse than just being underage.
Eventually, the con artists try and trick a town to be the brothers of a recently man and claim his inheritance. Huck tells the dead man’s daughter about the con and she finds the gold. The con-men, Huck and Jim continue down the river. This is something that I do think that Huck and I would have done the same thing. I think that I would have also told the daughter, I don’t like to take stuff from people, and I like to help people whenever possible.  
The con-artists than sell Jim to a family and Huck has to go to the family. The family ends up being the aunt and uncle of Tom Sawyer. Huck pretends to be Tom, when Tom comes to vist, He pretends to be his younger brother. They try to make a plan to free Jim and Tom ends up being shot. In the end everything is great and it all works out. When Tom’s aunt asks to adopt Huck, he says he’s had enough of the south and moves out west to California. This is something that I would have done. I have never been a fan of the south, especially during this time period.                                                                                                         

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Litteary Device Glosarry #9

Literary device glossary #9 Neal Chapman

Quote: I must be cruel only to be kind: Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind. (act 3, scene 4)


 Oxymoron: a combination of words that have opposite or very different meanings.

Connection: Hamlet has just kill Polinious because he was behind the curtain and Hamlet thought that it was his step-dad. he was talking with his mother when he heard movement and pulled out his sword and stabbed without any thought. he obviously was a little saddened when he kill Polinious because his daughter, Ophelia, is the love of his life. after he murdered Polinous he went into a long speech towards his mother to try and prove that he in fact is not crazy. to be cruel only to be kind is a oxymoron because cruel  and kind are opposites.

Litterary device glossary #8

Litterary Device Glossary #8 Neal Chapman

Quote:  Living in a house and sleeping in a bed felt confining, but I’d take breaks from it by sneaking out and sleeping in the woods sometimes, at least until winter came. I liked my old way of living best, but I also liked the new ways a little bit. (p25 Huck Finn)

Situational Irony:  an outcome that turns out to be very different from what was expected, the difference between what is expected to happen and what actually does. 

Connection: In the book The Adventure of Huckleberry Finn, Huck is a poor boy who found a lot of money with his friend Tom Sawyer. After he found all of this money, Huck became one of the richest kids in his town and was adopted by a wealthy widow. even after all of the good fortune that Huck ran into, he still liked to stick with his old ways. this includes skipping school and sleeping outside. this goes against all common thought of what a poor to rich person would do. the common thought would that this kid would want to get away from his old life, which makes it ironic. when the reader sees that Huck likes to sleep outside, it is humorous to the reader. 



Monday, December 2, 2013

reader response blog narrative #2

Reader Response Blog Narrative #2

For the second third of the book, Huck Finn, Huck and Jim for the most part are on a raft on the Mississippi river. Huck and Jim find a house floating in the flooded Mississippi  and loot it, which becomes a recurring theme in the story, and continue down the river. going down the river they start by meeting a group of robbers. to continue the theme of the story, Huck and Jim steal from the robbers. their original plan was to get to the mouth of the Ohio river, than take a steamboat up north. of course that does not happen and this is where Huck and I differ in ideas. Huck and Jim continue down the river, while i would not. Huck is traveling with a freed slave and wants to continue down a river leading him to the deep south. that just seems like a terrible idea. i would leave the raft and try and head up north on land and try to catch a steam boat. I feel like Huck is a little naive about the world and racism. he thinks that other people will act like him, while in fact the world is fll of terrible people. i do think that it is funny how the book is full of stereotypes.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

reader response blog narrative #1

Reader Response Blog Narrative #1

In the first part of the novel that i read, Huck Finn has put all his money into the bank and has been living with widow Douglas. He was not really liking the whole trying to fit into higher society life. his friend, tom sawyer, was trying to convince him to stay with Douglas as tom was already a middle class citizen.  there is not much that i really connect with from this far into the story. i have never been a poor boy living in the south who then finds a lot of money. the one thing that i can kind of connect with the the fact that i also like to save money rather than to just spend it all once i get it. Huck put his money into a trust with the bank which is smart move for him.
After awhile with Douglas, Hucks dad, a drunk, comes back and demands Hucks money. while on judge wants to side with Huck, another gives Hucks back to his dad. the dad beats Huck. once again i cant really connect with any of the characters. although i can't connect with Huck, i do feel for him. since he is under age, he has no power over his own life. his dad, a terrible person, can just come into his life and ruin what was becoming a good life. this is something that can still happen to this day. for come reason people think that a unstable adult will be better for a teenager than living by themselves, or even living with other people who are financially and mentally stable. i stopped reading the book after Huck faked his own death to escape from his dad than met up with Jim, Douglas sisters slave. he than is met with a moral problem of what to do with Jim. personally if i were in that time period that i don't really know what i would do. i would like to think that i would travel with jim and not turn him in but this is a different time than when i was raised in.

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Lit blog post #7

Neal Chapman
Blog post #7


For what its worth by Buffalo Springfield is a song about what is going on socially and politically in America. This fits right in with the Marxist theme which we have been talking about. Marxist criticisms look at the social and political themes in a piece of writing. 

This song was written by Stephen Stills in 1966 and released in 97. The origin of this song is based in curfew in LA. When Buffalo Springfield were preforming on the Sunset Strip at a club named Whisky a Go Go, annoyed residents encouraged the passage of a strict 10:00 pm curfew. This was directed at the club going youth. The youth were than angry at a perceived breach of their civil rights. The local radio station announced a rally at a local club in LA and fliers were sent everywhere. The Times reported that there were as many as 1,000 demonstrators. Stills wrote the song three weeks after the riot.

The song starts off with "There's something happening here, but what it is ain't exactly clear, there's a man with a gun over there, telling me i got to beware." This paragraph talks about how, there is something happening, but people don't seem to understand what is happening. the man with a gun is symbolic of the entire government, he is telling the populus that they need to be scared. they then say "I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound? Everybody look - what's going down." The children that is talked about in the song is the youthes that were at the rally, angry about the curfew. they then tell the youths to stop and look around, to look at the injustice that is going on towards not only them but to everyone.


Monday, November 4, 2013

letter

letter to Mrs.Bennet in pride and prejudice
Neal Chapman

Dear Mrs.Bennet
I regret to inform you that thy actions which i saw were most unreasonable.  thy instances on marrying thy daughters to any man who were to show you there coin. i witnesses your acts towards thy daughter Elizabeth while on my walk near the pond. I saw thou whist my own eyes. thy was berating thy daughter, yelling about marrying her cousin. what is wrong with thous mind. why doth thou think that thou should control thys daughter.

I am sorry for my first part of the letter. i was quite angered when i saw thous actions. Me, being a women of high influence, don't want your lower breed  to many anyone of power like me. you  should never marry or spread any of thous seed to corrupt any other family.

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Literary device glossary

Neal Chapman
Literary device glossary #7

flashback: A literary or cinematic device in which an earlier event is inserted into the normal chronological order of a narrative.

Example: "The motive professed was his convection of its being owing to himself that Wickham's worthlessness had not been so well known, as to make it impossible for any young women of character to love or confide in him." (p.275 pride and prejudice)

Function: Darcy has acted very preoccupied, and distant. this has lead to Elizabeth not taking a liking to Darcy. at first she hates Darcy. than Elizabeth gets a letter from her uncle explaining that Darcy caught Wickham cheating on his sister, this is what lead Darcy to acting distant. After wickham gets married, he starts to act nicer. this is an example of flashback because it is a retelling of past events, that were not told previously told.  Darcy catching wickham is what lead to him acting the way he did, the flash back explains that to the reader to make the reader more understand why Darcy is acting this way.

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

litterary device glossary #6

Neal Chapman

Foreshadowing: an advance sign or warning of what is to come in the future. The author of a mystery novel might use foreshadowing in the early chapter of his book to give readers an inkling of an impending murder.

Example: it was a large, handsome, stone building, standing well on rising ground. (pride and prejudice, p207)

Function: Mr. Darcy is a quite, rude, socializing person. he like Elizabeth, but shows it in a weird, rude sort of way. Elizabeth starts off by hating Darcy. Eventually Darcy starts to grow on Elizabeth, but not before he proposes to her. she turns him down. When Elizabeth and her family go to pemberly, the house owned by Darcy. she goes on to describe it like it was the most amazing thing she had ever seen. she wanted to make sure that Darcy did not see her looking at the house and falling in love with it though. This is foreshadowing because Elizabeth falling in love with Darcy's home is the same as her falling in love with Darcy. Eventually she does fall completely in love with Darcy and does marry him.

Friday, October 18, 2013



 revised college essay


My high school track coach selected me for a special opportunity. I was to travel to Fairbanks and go to the first ever united high school track and field state championships. The united part was that I would be partnered up with a special needs kid who was already on the team. The kids name was Ryan Harvey and he was one of the nicest kids on the team. He is autistic and it is quite noticeable, he also is one of the quietest kids I have ever met. He was part of the team, just like any other kid and competed. I had the chance to run a relay with him the year before. He handed the baton off to me and I was talking to him telling him what to do during the handoff. I guess my coach was happy with my ability to communicate with Ryan. Of course, I was honored to have the chance to make state history by competing (and hopefully winning a gold medal) in the first ever unified Alaska high school track and field championship.
            Our trip was paid for by Special Olympics Alaska, but other than that we were treated just like any other state contenders. We stayed with the rest of our team and they treated us just like we were any other athlete. We were to compete in three different events, the shot-put, the 100 meter sprint and the 400 meter relay. Up first was the shot-put. I had just spent the previous weak teaching Ryan how to throw the shot. We got third place and bronze medals. Secondly, we had the 100 meter sprint. We got another bronze medal. I was spending most of my time trying to talk to Ryan, asking him if he was having fun and stuff like that. He would always just say one word answers and that would usually be the end of the conversation. The last event for us was the 400 meter relay. The other two participants in the relay were a pair from the other high school in Juneau. We got first place in the relay. Right after we finished the officials gave all four of us got Alaska flags and we ran in front of the stands crowded with cheering people. We went up to get our medals and our pictures taken. As Ryan and I were walking back to put our regular shoes on, he talked to me without being asked a question for the first time in the trip He said to me with a smile on his face, “I got first place, what place did you get Neal?” “I was on the same team with you, I also got first place,” I responded to him with a matching smile on my face.
            This experience really taught what winning really means. I now know that winning is not just getting a medal, but it really is helping someone who is less fortunate than you. I might lose my medals someday, but I will never forget the day that I helped Ryan. That is what winning really means.

Thursday, October 10, 2013



Literary Device Glossary
Neal Chapman
10/05/13
Definition: a situation that is strange or funny because things happen in a way that seems to be the opposite of what you expected.
Example: And still he endured it, holding the flame of the matches clumsily to the bark that would not light readily because his own burning hands were in the way, absorbing most of the flame.
Context: A man was walking through the Klondike and it was -70 degrees. He had gotten separated from the rest of the group and now just his dog and he are walking, trying to get back to the rest of the group. At one point his leg falls through the ice. At that temperature, a wet foot would mean death. He lights a fire and it is going good till a pile of snow falls onto the fire. He tries to start another fire, but at this point his hands are so cold that he can’t move them enough to separate a match and light it. He does finally light a match but his hands are blocking the match from the kindling. His hands are starting to burn but they are still not warm enough to be functioning. This is irony because he is trying to light a fire to warm up his hands but his hands are getting burned instead of lighting the fire.
 Blog post 5
Neal Chapman


I do think that people should go to secondary education. i do not think that is should be just college. college is a good thing, but if what you want to do doesn't require a college education then you shouldn't waste the money. technical schools are a good idea if all you want to do is offered there.

Getting more education is always a good thing, but college is very expensive. I do want to go to college, but that is because i want to go into medicine. if i just wanted to go into welding, i would go to a technical school where i could get all the training i needed and get a internship.  i would get paid to get training, and then i could get a better job. but if i wanted to become a lawyer, i would go to college and get my degree.

i want to go to college, because i also want to try and find myself more. i want to be able to live by my self and try and get used to living alone. i don't want to just jump into living by myself and not know what to do. i don't know how to pay bills, or select a apartment. I also want to be able to get the kind of job that i want to get. i dont want to go work in a tourist shop, stocking inventory. i have done that for two summers and now i know what i dont want to do. i also know that going to college will open up opportunities.  i dont want to be limited in any way at all. i want to be able to do anything i want and i know that college will be able to help me with that.

i really want to go to a small college because i want a teacher who will be able to know my name. i want to be able to go to a small class and know the names of everyone in my class. i dont want to just be a face in the crowd, with no one really caring about what i do or what i want to do. i also want to go to a school where there is a active campus, i dont want to go to a school where no one does anything and i can do is study. i also dont want to go to a school where all the people think that they are better than everyone else. they actually aren't any better. they are the same as everyone else. they are not any diffrent.

Sunday, September 22, 2013



Neal chapman blog post 4 9/22/13   
            The lighting crackled in the sky, illuminating the fog. I glace up to see if I could spot a glimpse of the moon, no luck. I couldn’t believe that I was doing this, going into the forest at night. Still my friends were there with me all the time, saying stuff like, “don’t worry, we got your back,” and, “just follow us, it will be alright”. Even with my friends there, my heart was still beating out of my chest, my eyes dilated; I could feel the adrenalin pumping in my veins.
            Let’s start back in the beginning. I was doing what I do most every Friday night, sitting in my room with my friends playing Xbox and watching TV, the usual teenage things. When out of nowhere AJ said we should go on an adventure, Kris glanced at the mediocre south park episode on TV and agreed. “I don’t know guys, it’s really dark outside and I don’t want my parents to get mad at me,” I pleaded with them, “don’t be a women, its fine,” AJ responded. I groaned as I got up, “fine let me just grab my jacket, it looks like it’s going to start storming”.
            Back In the forest my breath was hanging in front my mouth, the chill striking to the bone while I was running trying to catch up to my friends. They had run ahead laughing at me for being nervous. The darkness of the trees was suffocating, the only light coming from my phone screen. “Guys, come on! Stop acting like this and comeback,” I yelled into the darkness. As if it was a movie, lighting crackled when right when I said that. “Guys, seriously stop!” I yelled back out.  I heard whispers come back, “just follow us, it will be alright,” coming from deeper into the forest. I followed the voice as it sounded like Kris. So I went deeper into the dark, cold, scary forest.
I didn’t want to go back and just be made fun of and be called a woman. I already had a hard time making friends, AJ and Kris are the only people who I could get to hang out with me. The only reason that they did hang out with me is because I would offer my house to have parties and they could do any illegal things they wanted. I had met the two of them about a month ago when they sat next to me at lunch. I would usually sit by myself at lunch reading a book. I was surprised when they sat down but my surprise went even higher when Kris asked if I wanted to host a party at my house. I had never hosted a party before and it had sounded like fun. My parents, wanting me to fit in with kids more, had allowed me to hold a party while they turned a blind eye. It was the best night of my life, I was finally a cool kid, I finally fit in and people knew my name.
Back in the forest, I was following the whispers. The whispers seemed to never be getting closer or getting too far away, it seemed to just wander, always changing direction, not following a straight path. After an hour of walking I finally got closer to the whispers. The whispers stopped in a clearing of the woods, but there was nothing there. No AJ, no Kris, but the whispers never stopped. They just keep on saying, “follow us, it will be okay,” the whispers never stopped. I wanted to make the whispers stop but they never would. Where my friends and what are these whispers. I laid down in the clearing with the never stop whispers, “come with us,” “come with us,” “come with us,” “come with us,” “You’ll never leave”.
The women woke up, a knock at her door startling her awake. She stumbled towards the door, opening it just a crack to keep the cold out. “Miss, we need to talk to you about your son, we found him in the forest,” said a policemen “what are you talking about, he’s upstairs in bed,” “I’m sorry but we found him dead, he seemed to have wandered into the woods by himself and just fell asleep, he died of exposure,” she immediately ran upstairs and checked in on her son. The room was empty. The woman fell to her knees crying, “No, no, this can’t be”.
A couple of weeks later the woman was talking to her husband, “I had hoped that after he threw that party by himself he would have more friends, but then every night he would just sit in his room alone and talk to himself,” the man just put his arm around his wife and she put her head on his shoulder and they stayed like that for the next hour.