We looked at the lines:
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.
Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more.
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
I asked you to convert the lines to modern English. What is being said?
Some of you selected a challenge...convert the lines in a stylized way: Sci-fi, a western, gangster glam, etc...
Many of you were selected to read your This I believe statement in front of the school today. Thank you for representing a great idea, and our class..
Reminder: You need to memorize the above lines (or your choice for D Block). This will count as a test grade.
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