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Senior Literature Folio

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Hyuntak Park

on 14 May 2010

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Poetry Poetry is the shortest type of literature. It is short, but it also contains a message to the readers. It is different with novels and it has different attraction. There are some symbolic expressions in the poetry to condense the message in a few words. I love the process of guessing to get the meaning of the words in the poem. In addition, there are many rhetoric expressions that attract the readers. There are so many impressive expressions such as describing the beautiful landscape, ardent love, and so on. The theme of poetry can be many things, but I like the love poems most. There was a poem that we learned in the class, and it was like a letter. The poem is only one present in the world for the lover, and it was so romantic. Likewise we can put the things on the poems, that we cannot deliver it orally to the person. Theater and Plays Advertising and Marketing
In the 21st century, the advertising and marketing take an important place. Advertisement attracts the consumer's mind and make them to be persuaded. One impressive ad can change the entire world. Todays well-developed media make it be possible, and the market of advertising is getting bigger and bigger. The propagating power of advertisement is immense in these days. The creative advertising and marketing strategy change people's thinking and it is the competitiveness of the modern world. Being creative is the only way to survive in this rapidly changing commercial society. There are several way to advertise, but my favorite is the commercial film in the TV. Generally, advertisement is made for a commercial purpose, but it reflects the current of the times. There are many directors who make the ads and I love their different styles and creative ideas.
Theater and plays are consisting of scripted dialogue of characters in a purpose of performance. We can see the real feature of the characters on a stage in the plays through our eyes different with the books. It is more realistic and we can feel the emotions of characters. In addition, plays have many equipments to attract the audiences such as monologue, aside, props, costume, etc. Those things help the communication between the audiences and the actors. Audience feels the passion of actor from everywhere in the theater. I love the feeling when we are gripped into the plays. Songs
Character Development Revelation of Culture History Novels are the most fundamental format of literature. It takes a big role in the society because novels can deliver a message to the readers. Even the small behaviors and dialogues between the characters shared and showed in the story can be the clue to find the message of the author. The readers gather small clues to complete the conclusion like a puzzle. I think it is the attractive point of the novels and why it makes people become enthusiastic for a long time. I like the way to present their ideas through the characters and the procedure of resolving the conflicts in the story. Novels Cultures are one of the most important materials in literature. All the literary works in the world have their own specific culture. By the globalization, we can easily come across the literary works based on various cultures. We can learn different ways of living by reading and experiencing it through the books. Interesting differences or somethings in common attract the reader's mind. It is a vehicle connecting the different cultures and making them share the cultures. Speeches have a strong power to appeal the speaker's ideas to the audiences. The contents of the speech can be many things. However,it is generally used for a political purpose especially in an election to persuade the people to the speaker's side. It has a direct purpose and message. One good speech can be a good weapon because it can move many people's mind. I have an experience of making speech for the student council election. Everyone was looking at me to listen what I am saying. Only the speaker speaks to the audiences, but both of them are communicating. The speaker delivers his message and the audiences show their feelings toward it by heckling or clapping their hands. In my opinion, speech is the best way to express one's ideas to the public. It can bind audience's mind and unite all the people into one. Speech Most of the literature works have an author. Authors are writing their works with a special purpose. They write novels, poems, plays and so on to give a message to the readers, depict the history of a group, preserve the traditions,etc. There are many literature works in the world, and most of them have a message that the author want to say. I love to guess the message that the author want to tell to the readers because it is the goal of reading and learning the literature. Different authors make different works because everyone has different experiences and thoughts. Literature reflects these things, so we can enjoy the various charms of literature. Authors
History and literature have a close connection. All the literature works have the background as a setting of the story. We can see pretty big number of novels or poems that have a historical settings on it. The influence of history in literature cannot be negligible. Literature is one of the ways to express the history of the time. History takes a big part in enjoying literature works. Sometimes, it helps reader's understanding the story as a background information or it works as a medium to learn the history of the time. The historical background can be the clues to resolve the conflicts in the story.
A story is proceeding with a conflict between characters. As the story runs toward the climax, also the relationship between the characters are developed or changed. Characters are important sources to find the message of the author. It is the key to get the message because the author used the characters to deliver the message of their works.
I like to analyze the relationships between the characters and expect what is going to come next. I love to observe the change and development of the characters as they goes through the confilct. Senior Literature Folio In my opinion, songs are multipurpose item. It can be a memorable thing for someone, one of the ways to express the emotion, to unite people into one, and so on. Singers are delivering the feelings to the listeners and they share it. I like the feeling to be bound into one by a song. For example, all the people are united together when a global festival is held. Songs cannot be forgotten in the festival. It heightens the atmosphere and makes people enjoy together. I can remember the World Cup in 2002 singing There are many kinds of music, but I like the hip hop criticizing the society. Their brave lyrics and rhythms are attracting me and I love that. Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.
We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort - even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.
Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate -- we can not consecrate -- we can not hallow -- this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
Loved you
I love you; and perhaps I love you still,
The flame, perhaps, is not extinguished; yet
It burns so quietly within my soul,
No longer should you feel distressed by it.
Silently and hopelessly I loved you,
At times too jealous and at times too shy.
God grant you find another who will love you
As tenderly and truthfully as I.

-Aleksandre Sergreevich Pushkin

Lord of the rings
Lord of the flies American History From now on, he says, everyone must abide by the rules–and there will be only one fire, the signal fire. To allay growing fears, Ralph declares that there are no beasts to be afraid of; there are only overactive imaginations. Jack seizes this opportunity to ridicule the small boys for believing in such creatures, calling them crybabies and telling them they must learn to live with their fears. But a boy named Phil nevertheless swears he saw something “big and horrid” in the forest. Another boy, Percival, claims that a beast hides in the sea and comes out at night. There is also talk of ghosts. Then boys start talking out of turn; confusion and disorder result. Piggy then speaks up: “What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?” .......Jack tries to declare himself the new chief, then storms off when he fails. Ralph begins to doubt his ability as a leader and speaks of resigning. Piggy and Simon urge him not to.  
Gollum: We wants it, we needs it. Must have the precious. They stole it from us. Sneaky little hobbitses. Wicked, tricksy, false!
Smeagol: No. Not master!
Gollum: Yes, precious, false! They will cheat you, hurt you, LIE.
Smeagol: Master is our friend!
Gollum: You don't have any friends; nobody likes you!
Smeagol: I'm not listening... I'm not listening...
Gollum: You're a liar and a thief.
Smeagol: No!
Gollum: *Murderer*.
Smeagol: Go away!
Gollum: "Go away?"
[Gollum laughs as Smeagol begins crying]
Smeagol: I hate you, I hate you.
Gollum: Where would you be without me, gollum, gollum? I saved us! It was me! We survived because of me!
Smeagol: [stops crying] Not anymore.
Gollum: What did you say?
Smeagol: Master looks after us now. We don't need you anymore.
Gollum: What?
Smeagol: Leave now, and never come back!
Gollum: No!
Smeagol: Leave now, and never come back!
[Gollum screams in frustration]
[Gollum is silent]
Smeagol: [looks around] We told him to go away... and away he goes, Precious! Gone, gone, gone! Smeagol is free!
Too eager to fly agin to wait for Wood, Harry mounted his broomstick abd kicked off from the ground. What a feeling he swooped in and out of the goal posts and then sped up and down the field. The Nimbus Two Thousand turned wherever he wanted at his lightest touch. "Hey, Potter come down !" Oliver Wood had arrived. He was carrying a large wooden crateunder his arm. Harry landed next to him. So close to death, Maman must have felt free then and ready to live it all again. Nobody, nobody had the right to cry over her. And I felt ready to live it all again too. As of that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself-so like a brother, really- I felt that I had been happy ad that I was happy again. For everything to be cosummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate. Honor the gods, Achilles; pity him.Think of your father; I'm more pitiful;I've suffered what no other mortal has,I've kissed the hand of one who killed my children."He spoke, and stirred Achilles' grief to tears; He gently pushed the old man's hand away. They both remembered; Priam wept for Hector,Sitting crouched before Achilles' feet.Achilles mourned his father, then againPatroculs, and their mourning stirred the house.
But the day President Kennedy was shot there was a profound silence in El Building; even the abusive tongues of viragoes, the cursing of the unemployed , and the screeching of small children had been somehow muted. President Kennedy was a saint to these people. In fact, soon his photograph would be hung alongside the Sacred Heart and over the spiritist altars that many women kept in their apartments. He would become part of the hierarchy of martyrs they prayed to for favors that only one who had died for favors that only one who had died for a cause could understand. "I don't believe the war is simply the work of politicians and capitalists. Oh no, the common man is every bit as guilty; otherwise, people and nations would have rebelled long ago! There's a destructive urge in people, the urge to rage, murder, and kill. And until all of humanity, without exception, undergoes a metamorphosis, wars will continue to be waged, and everything that has been carefully built up, cultivated and grown will be cut down and destroyed, only to start all over again!"
- Anne Frank, The Diary of Anne Frank
Then they came to the tree from which Okwonkwo's body was dangling, and they stopped dead.
"Perhaps your me ca help us bring him down and bury him," said Obierika. " We have sent for strangers from another village to do it for us, but they mey be a long time coming."
The District Commissioner changed instantaneously. The resolute administrator in him gave way to the student of primitive customs.
"Why can't you take him down yourselves?" he asked.
"No," the alchemist answered. "What you still need to know is this: before a dream is realized, the Soul of the World tests everything that was learned along the way. It does this not because it is evil, but so that we can, in addition to realizing our dreams, master the lessons we've learned as we've moved toward that dream. That's the point at which most people give up. It's the point at which, as we say in the language of the desert, one `dies of thirst just when the palm trees have appeared on the horizon.' "Every search begins with beginner's luck. And every search ends with the victor's being severely tested."

The boy remembered an old proverb from his country. It said that the darkest hour of the night came just before the dawn.
Sad is the man who is asked for a story
and can't come up with one.

His five-year-old son waits in his lap.
Not the same story, Baba. A new one.
The man rubs his chin, scratches his ear.

In a room full of books in a world
of stories, he can recall
not one, and soon, he thinks, the boy
will give up on his father.

Already the m
Already the man lives far ahead, he sees
the day this boy will go. Don't go!
Hear the alligator story! The angel story once more!
You love the spider story. You laugh at the spider.
Let me tell it!

But the boy is packing his shirts,
he is looking for his keys. Are you a god,
the man screams, that I sit mute before you?
Am I a god that I should never disappoint?

But the boy is here. Please, Baba,
But the boy is here. Please, Baba, a story?
It is an emotional rather than logical equation,
an earthly rather than heavenly one,
which posits that a boy's supplications
and a father's love add up to silence.

Even the wind blowing through the leaves
Causes me to grieve
So that without the slightest shame
I may lift my eyes heavenward
Until the day I die.
With my heart singing to the stars
I shall love all mortal things.
And I shall ever tread the path
Assigned to me.
Even tonight the wind caresses the stars.
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