"Transients in Arcadia" Journal

How does the coincidence and irony in the plot contrast against the emphasis on description of the setting? What does this accomplish?

New criticism looks at elements of the "human condition" revealed in the work. "Transients in Arcadia" reveals the elementary want and thrill of being who you cannot be everyday, of taking on a new identity momentarily to experience something that you could not usually experience. Mamie and Jimmy’s deception of the staff and guests at the Hotel Lotus shows the ease with which humans can see from each other’s perspective when they are willing.

The coincidence in this plot is that Madame Beaumont and Mr. Farrington both save up for a vacation in a highly upscale hotel, and pretend to be who they are not. These two lower-class citizens meet by a fluke and fall in love, and they may never have met in their normal world. That is the irony.

It is interesting that the story begins with such an in-depth description of the setting. This really emphasizes the importance of the feelings of calmness and serenity in Hotel Lotus. In the beginning, Madame Beaumont fits into this serenity and calm, and the staff love her for it. She fits into the setting better than the real aristocrats do. Her real identity is not revealed until the very end, which displays the coincidence when Farrington reveals his own identity. Mamie and Jimmy have become transients, people passing through, and visiting "Arcadia," a place of pure happiness, harmony, and life. But though they think Hotel Lotus is their Arcadia, it is really only a path to their true Arcadia, which is their love for each other. Arcadia can be found anywhere.

Ode to a Nightingale

1.  There was much death and tragedy in Keats' life, and he went looking for solace that was found in the form of sweet birdsong.  He sought calm in the woods to soothe his inner turmoil, and I believe he wrote about it because it was obviously a revelation on his part and deserved to be shared with others.  Since it was the nightingale who inspired him to this epiphany, the poem is dedicated to the bird. 

2. The "religion" of Romanticism was largely Nature.  It was very common for Romantics to take frequent strolls through the woods, or to live in small cabins, living a simple life.  The religion of Nature was all about simplicity.  Walking was strongly connected to Nature because was, and still is, one of the chief ways to escape from the material world.  Walking through Nature is precisely what Keats did to find solitude, calm, and enlightenment.  In this way the poem "Ode to a Nightingale" embodies the Romantic spirit because of it's total immersion in Nature. 

3.  The poet's immersion in Nature is shown through several rhetorical devices in stanzas 3 and 6.  He laments to the nightingale in stanza 3, "... thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret."  Keats is envious of the bird's ignorance and the lack of sorrow and hardships in its life.  The particular personification employed, "Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow," shows a Keats' total immersion in Nature.  It shows this by stating the inevitable passage of time that Nature requires to move on; Keats recognizes the fact that everything will die and decay and become nothing, and this is the root of his need to escape.  

Stanza 6 is a part of the transition from the root of Keats' need to escape to the sudden insight that the nightingale inspires.  He says in apostrophe, "I havev been half in love with easeful Death."  This thought continues later, "Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain," which obviously suggests Keats' desire to let go of all his suffering and be calm.  This is why he has come to immerse himself nature in the first place, to forget, and the nightingale helped him do this.     

Comparison and Contrast: Pastry

There are many kinds of pastry out in the world, from French croissants, to Italian panettone, to American "donuts." They all stem from the same basic ingredients; flour, sugar, eggs. Most baked goods are quite sweet, especially that of the American variety. These desserts, like "eclairs" and doughnuts are the descendants of real bakery goods from Europe. Pastries from Europe are really much more similar to each other than they are similar to North American pastries, but European pastries are still quite individual in their own respects.  For example, butter tarts and lemon tarts of the North American variety differ quite drastically from the flaky, savoury croissants from France, and the crunchy Italian biscotti.   

Classification and Division: Music Students

It seems to be quite easy for certain middle-aged people and seniors to look at all teenagers as one and the same; one huge sloppy, unmotivated, sexually starved, rowdy population that want to have nothing to do with adults other than ask them, "Ya want fries with that?" It is true that some kids are stereotypes like this; but there are groups of teenagers that deserves more respect. One of these groups of teenagers can be labeled "The Band Geeks." This is a term generally applied to those of us who are socially underdeveloped, wear glasses and play the oboe. However, there is really quite more depth to music students than it may seems. Consider the arts student; this teenager may take music, but will also be involved in visual art and/or drama. Most of their friends have either quit the band or were never in it to begin with and the arts student is always somewhat self-conscious about how they fit in. There is another rarer form of the arts student; instead of the arts, the student is involved in numerous sports, and also plays in the band. Another subclass of band geek is the student who truly loves playing music with others, and suppresses his dislike of the conductor for this reason. The symphony lover will never quite pitch in enough during concert set up, but gives his all during the performance and when practicing. Consider as well the conformist band geek, who participates because his friends are doing it. This subclass of band geek also never does his share, and doesn't practice enough. An unfortunate variation on this type is the band geek who was forced into it by his parents. And of course, there are always the true band geeks, the diligent music lovers who are usually also good at mathematics. These are the students who donate their time to organizing concerts and taking inventory of music stands, who willingly put up with the conductor, who fundraise for everything. They might not be exceedingly good players, or they might be planning a career in music; they are (hopefully) the core of the band in both sound quality and work ethic.

"A Fire Truck" by Richard Wilbur

1. The purpose of this poem is merely to express the feelings of the speaker as he watches a fire truck roar past him on the street.  It is evident from the language of the poem that he has been completely overwhelmed by the experience; the siren-blast "sends all else skittering to the curb" in the opinion of the speaker. 

2. "A Fire Truck" is wonderful poetry.  The purpose, which is quite simple, remains the focus throughout, and is completely fulfilled in that the reader experiences the passing of a fire truck with as much reality as the speaker did.  In fact, the speaker refers to his mind being blank, "purged of nuance," as if the fire truck had banished all thoughts and ideas, but also bothersome worries.  While reading and experiencing the poem, the reader, too, experiences a loss of thought about anything other than this compelling moment when the fire truck passes by.  Subsequently, it leaves a lasting impression on the speaker; "I carry you in my mind."  The reader, in turn, will be left with an impression of the simplicity of this moment that has been made extraordinary.

The use of stylistic devices also makes this poem very understandable and compelling.  Using metaphor, the truck is compared to an action, "blurring to sheer verb."  It is also interesting that the speaker hears the bell maintaining that "thought is degraded action!"  This observation suggests that the thought proccess is merely a somewhat useful, but inferior form of action that won't aid people like a fire truck might.  In addition, the adjectives throughout the poem become more evocative of the fire truck to allow the reader the same experience of the speaker. 

Metacognitive Reflection #1

Okay, so I'm not really the athletic type.  My father is, and so is my sister - she's on the city's travel soccer team and the school's and she actually likes it.  I don't, really.  Not soccer, just physical exertion in general; I've been skiing since I was about five, but I'm not very competitive.   Anyway, this year my father found this really great cross-country place out in Embro and made the whole family members and next thing I know I've been signed up for the Nordic ski team, and I have to go to St. Mike's twice a week and be shown up by everyone there.  

I don't like being bad at things.  I don't have to be the best, but I dislike being the worst.  I'm not the best trumpet player or the best singer or the best skier, but I'm not the worst either.  (Actually, I am the best alto.  At central, anyway.)  I mean, I know most people don't like being the worst, but I just absolutely HATE the way the Senior Boys whiz by me at three times my speed with three times less effort.  But when I'm with my friends skiing, they're about as good as me.  I can deal with that; it doesn't make me feel stupid.  And if I'm alone, then I just love it.  

Unfortunately, there's sort of a catch there.  Without other people pushing me, I have no motivation.  (It's a good thing I got into this English course, and didn't have to stay with the online one.)  So even if I managed to make myself go out and ski, I'd stop every ten seconds for a breather and enjoy the scenery, then leave after a mere 45 minutes.  But when I'm racing, there's no stopping option.  When I'm racing, mostly I think about "how much farther?"  Then I kick myself for ever agreeing to it in the first place, and then I get resentful at my dad for forcing me into it.  He didn't at all, actually, but I have a really bad way of trying to please people and then passive-aggressively guilting them for it later.  Unfortunately, I do that to my father a lot.  I confuse him - but, I confuse myself, too.  Why do I continue to do it?  Perhaps because I need him to push me in the way that I can't push myself, but he could do that even if I wasn't mean about it.  

Inevitably, though, the race ends and I don't come in last - and I haven't thrown up while crossing the finish line yet, which is a plus.  No matter how hard the racing is, it comes to and end and I'm left with a feeling of accomplishment.  And now that WOSSAA is over, I somehow doubt I'll be invited to OFSSAA; so that's the end of the season for me.  And I'm going to miss it, as hard as it was.  And soon my father won't be there to push me (not in Belgium, anyway), as cliche as that sounds.  So I don't really know how to label myself in this situation - slacker with potential?  Someone who wants to care and go the distance, but needs help, perhaps.

Methods of Development: Process

Petrunkevitch's "The Spider and the Wasp" is an excellent piece of writing. It is quite interesting to read, and not just for a scientifically-minded person. The author takes facts that would otherwise be dull, and makes them into a story that would intrigue any reader.  To begin the essay, the author uses a great hook regarding the tarantulas pitted against their "arch-enemy," the digger wasp Pepsis. This topic, intelligence pitted against instinct, is referred to throughout the essay and interesting observations are made on it.

Process writing is a series of sequential actions and each one is a development of the next.  These steps all lead towards a result, be it a product, effect, or decision.  In  "The Spider and the Wasp" the actions all lead towards the preservation of the species of the wasp.  The beginning of the essay the reader is unsure which insect will survive and which will die, but this becomes clear when it is stated that "they [the senses] fail the spider completely when it meets its deadly enemy."  In the style of process writing, each point is made and explained when necessary.  The author begins by introducing the two characters, the tarantula and the wasp.  He goes on to explain the tactile senses of the spider and how they fail when it comes to the wasp.  It is then revealed, step by step, how exactly the spider is hunted and ultimately killed by the wasp, which is the final product to feed the wasp larvae.