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Still I Rise

A Project For Our English Honors Class
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Jessica Cervantes

on 17 March 2011

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Transcript of Still I Rise

Still I Rise by: Maya Angelou "You may write me down in history,
With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt,
But still, like dust, I'll rise." Born Marguerite Annie Johnson
April 4, 1928 in St. Louis, Missouri After her parents divorced she
moved to Stamps, Arkansas
and was raised by her paternal
grandmother. In 1940 she and her brother moved to San Francisco. She gave birth to her son Clyde "Guy" Johnson in 1945 and married Tosh Angelou at 22. She moved to New York where she featured a role in a production of George Gershwin's opera "Porgy and Bess" She also studied dance with Martha Graham, Pearl Primus, and Ann Halprin. She performed in many operas and plays. Based on the life of African Americans in Charleston, South Carolina in the 1920's. Maya returned to California in 1966
and wrote "Black, Blues, Black" in 1968 In 1970 she published her first book, an autobiography, "I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings" and won a nomination for the National Book Award. When her screenplay "Georgia, Georgia" was
produced in 1972, Maya became the the first
African American woman to have a feature film
deriving from one of her stories. Maya Angelou had many honors including the American Achievement Award in 1990, a Horatio Alger Award in 1992, and more than 50 honarary degrees On January 1993, Maya recited her poem "On the Pulse of Morning" at the inauguration of President William Clinton "Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room." Maya was the first poet
to recieve an invitation
like this since Robert
Frost in 1961. "Just like the
moons and like suns," "With the certainty of tides, "Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise." "Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries." "Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard." "You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise." "Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?" "Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise." "Up from a past thats rooted in pain
I rise." "I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise." "Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise." "Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave," "I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise" Freedom Thrive Fight Struggles Battle Hope Dream Stabs Shoot Rise D
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L Rhyme scheme connects the whole poem
Every stanza but one has a rhyme pattern that captures another line in between them, it shows how Maya wanted to be that one person who could be something for her people
It stands out Tight Structure: 8 stanzas
4 lines per stanza
Only one stanza differs from the rest
(Like the rhyme scheme) You may write me down in history
You may trod me in the very dirt
You may shoot me with your words
You may cut me with your eyes
You may kill me with your hatefulness Parallel Structure I'll rise I rise Repetition Stanza 1 : Alliteration Stanza 1: Assonance Stanza 1: Consonance Stanza 2: Alliteration Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room. Stanza 2: Assonance Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room. Stanza 2: Consonance Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room. Stanza 4: Alliteration Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries. Stanza 4: Assonance Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries. Stanza 4: Consonance Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries. Stanza 3: Alliteration Just like the moons and the suns,
With the certainty of the tides,
Just like the hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise Stanza 3: Assonance Just like the moons and the suns,
With the certainty of the tides,
Just like the hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise Stanza 3: Consonance Just like the moons and the suns,
With the certainty of the tides,
Just like the hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise Stanza 5: Alliteration Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard Stanza 5: Assonance Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard Stanza 5: Consonance Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard Stanza 6: Alliteration You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still like air, I'll rise. Stanza 6: Assonance You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still like air, I'll rise. Stanza 6: Consonance You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still like air, I'll rise. Stanza 7: Alliteration
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs? Stanza 7: Assonance Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs? Stanza 7: Consonance Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs? Stanza 8: Alliteration Stanza 8: Assonance Stanza 8: Consonance Allusion You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise. Irony "'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room." "'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard." "That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs." Rhetorical Questions "Does my sassiness upset you?" "Did you want to see me broken?" "Does my haughtiness offend you?" "Does my sexiness upset you?" Similes "Just like the moons and the suns" "Just like the hopes springing high" Metaphors "I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide." "I am the dream and the hope of the slave" Hyperbole
&
Personification "You may shoot me with your words" "You may cut me with your eyes" "You may kill me with your hatefulness" Imagery "Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries." "That I dance like I've got diamonds
at the meeting of my thighs?" "Im a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide." "Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise." "Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise." Broken Repetition "But still, like dust, I'll rise." "Still I'll rise" "But still, like air, I'll rise" "I rise." Maya Angelou keeps repetition of the same thing, but replaces a couple of words. She breaks free from the insults and obstacles flung at her and rises in different ways. Shift "But still, like dust, I'll rise" Maya first describes herself as "dirt" rising; she later shifts to "air" African American Experience At first, African Americans were held back and put down. There was segregation and weren't thought of to be something good for the American community. They've been around since the beginning and have always found a way to rise up and fight for their freedom. You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise. Still I Rise By: Maya Angelou You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust,

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air,

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame

Up from a past that's rooted in pain

I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear

Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and hope of the slave. I'll rise I'll rise I rise I rise I rise I rise I rise I rise You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?



Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
. You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise



Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise. You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.


Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise. You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.


Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.


Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.


Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard. You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.


With the certainty of tides,

Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise. You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like the moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise


Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,

I rise
I rise
I rise. You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like the moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.


Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.


But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise. "Weakened by my soulful cries." You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.










Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise



Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise


Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise


Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise. You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt


Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like the moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,


Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,


Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame

Up from a past that's rooted in pain

I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear

Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and hope of the slave. "I rise." "I rise." "I rise." "I rise." "I rise." "I rise." You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt


Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like the moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,


Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
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With your bitter twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise. You may write me down in history
With your bitter twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise. You may write me down in history
With your bitter twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise. Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise. Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise. Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
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