Shakespeare:

Today:

We went to the computer lab to write the 1st draft of your paper.  For Kelly, here is the paper rubric:

  She’s The Man: A Parody of The Twelfth Night

 

An introductory paragraph stating your thesis.  In it you should first define parody, and then lead to your opinion.  Did the movie parody the play the 12^th Night?

 

____________________ out of 20 points

 

A 3 paragraph body that examines the connections between the two.  I would suggest organizing your examples into three main paragraphs: Similarities in story, Characters’, and finally your opinion on if the play is needed to truly appreciate and enjoy the film.  Each paragraph needs to have a transitional thought/idea/word.  Specific examples need to be given from both.  This is not a summary of the movie or play.  You are examining the movie to answer whether it is a successful parody.  Does it work and succeed as a story on its own, or is previous knowledge of the story needed? 

 

_____________________out of 60

 

A final conclusion paragraph that restates your thesis.  Please avoid terms like I have proved, etc.  I should not be used in this type of paper. 

 

____________________ out of 20

Brit Lit:

Today:

We learned about J. Swift.  The original Swiftie...

We read Gulliver's Travels.

We answered questions 1-9 on pg 545.  This counted as a quiz for today.

Journal Prompt:  Gulliver's Travels is a series of tales that has the character of Gulliver in imaginary and magical locations.  Please tell of the next story in his travels. You should begin with him awakening in a new land.  Please write this in 1st person.  Extra credit if you also follow the real story with satire.                                                                                    1 page

Shakespeare:

Today:

We finished act 1, sc 1.

I shared vacation photos from Venice.

After lunch, we did the following assignment

O Beware, Sir, of Jealousy:

Passion and Jealousy in Othello:

 

Directions:  Please read the following and explain in 1 page what they reveal about passion and jealousy.

 

SONNET 40

Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;
What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?
No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;
All mine was thine before thou hadst this more.
Then if for my love thou my love receivest,
I cannot blame thee for my love thou usest;
But yet be blamed, if thou thyself deceivest
By wilful taste of what thyself refusest.
I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief,
Although thou steal thee all my poverty;
And yet, love knows, it is a greater grief
To bear love's wrong than hate's known injury.
   Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows,
   Kill me with spites; yet we must not be foes.

 

SONNET 57

Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?
I have no precious time* at all to spend,
Nor services to do, till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour
When you have bid your servant once adieu;
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought
Save, where you are how happy you make those.
   So true a fool is love that in your will,
   Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.

 

SONNET 61

Is it thy will thy image should keep open
My heavy eyelids to the weary night?
Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken,
While shadows like to thee do mock my sight?
Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee
So far from home into my deeds to pry,
To find out shames and idle hours in me,
The scope and tenor of thy jealousy?
O, no! thy love, though much, is not so great:
It is my love that keeps mine eye awake;
Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat,
To play the watchman ever for thy sake:
   For thee watch I whilst thou dost wake elsewhere,
   From me far off, with others all too near.

SONNET 87

Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing,
And like enough thou know'st thy estimate:
The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing;
My bonds in thee are all determinate.
For how do I hold thee but by thy granting?
And for that riches where is my deserving?
The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting,
And so my patent back again is swerving.
Thyself thou gavest, thy own worth then not knowing,
Or me, to whom thou gavest it, else mistaking;
So thy great gift, upon misprision growing,
Comes home again, on better judgment making.
   Thus have I had thee, as a dream doth flatter,
   In sleep a king, but waking no such matter.

 

 

 

Brit Lit.

Today:

If you were blind.....
Milton wrote most of Paradise Lost blind, transcribing it to his daughter.  10,000 lines.  Blind.

Today we tried to experience blindness.  You were each blindfolded and lead by words only to the bubbler. 

We looked for the last time at four pictures.  After we imagined that we were blind.  I asked you to describe each picture in your journal from memory.

You were each given a section of Paradise lost.  For your section, you needed to find a picture via the ipads and present it via airplay to the class while reading.

HW:  Finish Paradise Lost.

Shakespeare:

We finished your test.  If you need more time, please see me.

We went over the paper due this Friday.

Brit Lit:

Today:

Journal:  What did you do over break?  Please share one good story, one bad, and one funny.   1 page

I broke you into small groups.  With the ipads you researched and presented on: 
John Donne
Andrew Marvell
Ben Jonson
Robert Herrick

We took a quiz on the presentations.