Nombre: Ashley Bailey Clase: E
La Poeta: Julia Alvarez
Acerca de Julia Alvarez
Julia Álvarez nació el veintisiete de marzo de un mil novecientos cincuenta en la ciudad de Nueva York. Julia se crió en la República Dominicana. Ella dejó ese país cuando tenía diez años porque su familia trató de derrocar al dictador Rafael Trujillo que fracasó y llevar a su familia a mudarse a Nueva York. Fue duro tratando de adaptarse a su nuevo casa, pero más tarde , continuó y se graduó de la universidad de Middlebury en un mil novecientos setenta y uno. Luego fue a buscar su maestría en la Universidad de Syracuse en un mil novecientos setenta y cinco. Julia ha estado casada con su marido, Bill Eichner desde un mil novecientos ochenta y nueve. La mayoría de sus piezas concluir el tema de estar atrapado entre dos culturas. No sólo ella escribe para los adultos, pero también niños. Álvarez tiene elogios y los aficionados de todo el mundo .
Todo sobre mí
Ashley Bailey es una joven dama de dieciséis años que nació y se crió en filadelfia. Ella va a la academia de la ciencia en el liderazgo en Beeber. Ella es la madre de un recién nacido hermoso, a quien ella llama el amor de su vida. Los padres de Ashley han dividido cuando era sólo un bebé. No obstante, sus dos padres mostraron amor y siempre proporcionan para ella. Ashley ha conseguido el cuadro de honor cada año de la escuela media y hasta el momento en la escuela secundaria. Aunque ella es una joven madre, Ashley ha estado tan decidido a no dejar que nada la detiene o se interponga en su camino. Ella siempre está tratando de ver lo que se viene en línea, en lugar de vivir en el pasado o presente. Ella va a ser continua y convertirse en una mujer de éxito de su negocio.
El trabajo de la mujer por Julia Alvarez ¿Quién dice que el trabajo de la mujer no es alta arte? |
Reflexión del poema
En el poema, "El trabajo de la mujer " que vea cómo Julia Alvarez expresa el tema de que el trabajo de la mujer es muy duro. En el poema en concreto, simplemente habla sobre el trabajo de casa de la mujer. Siento que esto es un estereotipo moderno de lo que las mujeres se supone que debe hacer, que es quedarse en casa, cocinar y limpiar. En realidad las mujeres lo hacen mucho más que eso y, sin embargo no consiguen acreditan suficiente para ello. Julia está comparando el trabajo duro de una mujer con el arte de alta calidad. Estoy de acuerdo, es como una metáfora en realidad comparando lo difícil que una mujer trabaja para lo bueno que una hermosa pieza de arte puede be. Yo puede decirle a su madre fue muy estricto en cuanto a la manera en que su casa fue tratado porque su lema era para tratar su casa mejor que ella corazón. Las mujeres son muy trabajador y pusieron la sangre, sudor y lágrimas en nuestros deberes.
Trate de vivir mi vida Tomo mis deberes muy en serio |
Estas son algunas de las famosas piezas de Julia Alvarez
Una boda en Haití, publicado en marzo de veintinueve de dos mil trece.
Cómo Tia Lola salvó el verano, publicado en mayo de díez de dos mil once.
Regreso al remitente, publicado en enero siete de dos mil siete.
Érase una quinceañera, publicado en agosto segundos de dos mil siete.
El mejor regalo del Mundo, publicado en octubre primero de dos mil ocho.
Espero que les haya gustado!
For my eulogy I’m doing mine on one of my relatives. The relative that died was my Pop-Pop. He passed away in the January 2010. He died from prostate cancer that he had for about a year. To me I didn’t really know my Pop-Pop until he was dying. When I met him he was a silly old man. From the stories I heard, he was apparently strict when he was younger. As he got older he seemed to warm up a little bit. I’m getting off topic. To me he was one of the only male influences I’ve had in my life.
I created a sugar skull in remembrance of my Pop-Pop because I wanted something to remember him by. Like I said earlier i didn’t really know the man when I was younger. For me it wasn’t so much that he lived far away, it was just that he and my mom were always fighting. He wasn’t allowed to come over unless it was someone’s birthday, or if something important happened. Also for he was one of the only people I know that have died. I guess people can look at that as a blessing. For me it’s a blessing and a curse. it’s a blessing because I don’t know a lot of people that have died, but on the other hand I can’t really help someone who is grieving since i don’t really know the feeling. i did feel sad when he died since before he died my mom took me over his house about three times a month because he was sick. While I was over their i would just talk to him or listen to him and my mom talk. I’m getting of topic, I chose him because I wanted to do something to really remember him.
My sugar school reflects my Pop-Pop. I would say it reflects him because of the color scheme and what i decorated the skull with. The color scheme reflects him because I painted one side gray showing as how i heard he was quite strict when he was younger.i learned about this when my mom told me when he taught her how to drive. He made her drive stick around the block until she made everything meet his high standards of driving. She said the lessons would last for hours at a time. I the other side of my skull I painted multiple colors to represent how silly he was. I know I just said he was strict, but that was before I met him. When i met him he was a lot older ( like 80) so he had lived a long life. By the time he was that old he had a ton of kids and even more grandkids, so whenever he saw his grandkids he tried to be nice to them and act silly. So that’s why the sugar skull reflects my Pop-Pop.
Dia de los Muertos has opened up my mind on celebrating the passing of others. It has opened up my mind because usually I don’t try to think about the dead because I find it depressing. Dia de los Muertos taught me that you can celebrate someone’s life instead of grieving over their death. While doing my sugar skull, I thought about my Pop-Pop and his life. Even though it’s true that I wish i knew him more and wished he didn’t die. He did, but he had a pretty eventful life leading up to that. He lived in multiple cities across the country, he had many children and grandchildren, he fought in two wars, and did more. Even though life has it’s good and bad he tried to live his life to the fullest.I guess that’s something to celebrate right? Well that’s how Dia de los Muertos opened my mind on the celebration of people passing.
Yo soy Cameron Lockett. Yo soy él orador para mi abuelo’s panegírico. Él fue de Indiana. Él fue bajo y inteligente. Estoy hablando en el espanol clase. Yo estoy triste.
Él vida es extrañar y commemorar ,adios.
Ashley Bailey 11/7/14
Sugar Skull/ Mask Spanish & Written Portions
God opened up the gates and reached down for one of his angels to come up home on July 28, 2014. Elisha Bull was my brother-in law and still the uncle of my daughter. Elisha was not my blood brother, but he was my boyfriend's blood brother. He was a son, a brother to 4, an uncle to 5, a lover, a giver, a friend, an educator, a peacemaker, and a spontaneous person to be around. He didn’t even have to say anything to you when you or he would walk in. His attitude was very much positive and his head was always held high. He was definitely a good influence of a person. His warm smile would just light up the room and automatically put a smile on your face.
It was a late Monday night when we got this disturbing news. Elisha, an innocent bystander was shot several times in the head, neck, and back area. I remember the exact moment when I received the news by phone. I was laying in the corner of my bed, bored, and watching tv. My boyfriend had called me crying and it was the most devastating thing to hear. I tried so hard to hold back on my tears as I was trying to calm him down because it was really hard to understand him.
I created my mask and my skull in remembrance of Elisha because although he was not blood related, I felt that I actually lost someone close to me. Seeing my boyfriend and his mom who I am very close with and all other friends at their lows really touched me. I really felt their pains as I tried to comfort as many as I could. Although he was not here to see her, Elisha will always be the uncle of my daughter. Elisha’s side of the family and I agree to make it very important to still tell her who her uncle was and all about him. I was aware of how crazy this world is already and it was unfortunate that this happened, but it’s like this incident hit me all over again that tomorrow is not promised. Life can be taken from anybody and it’s no joke. Whether we were close our not, Elisha’s death really touched my heart.
In my sugar skull, you can that the main color is bright and shining. That’s how anyone would see Elisha. He could just walk in the room and light the room entirely. I sat the skull on a glitter card almost as if a resemblance of royalty. He was not just any ordinary boy. He always thought highly of himself so, he would treat himself with nothing less than respect. I also added some sports icons because he was very active in school and out of school. He was a known high school athlete. The little details that were added on were in some of his favorite colors and it was simply to show that he was not just pain so I added some detail. He liked to do things differently and stand out, that’s just who he was.
Overall, “Día de los Muertos” was not something that I was proud to participate in. I agree that celebrating the life of a loved one is a great idea. However, I do not like the face painting or skulls because to me they simply just resemble “the dead” and I do not just want to think about that. I believe that there is nothing wrong with celebrating the life of your loved ones that are no longer with us. Sometimes it’s not as easy as it sounds. Losing someone is very hard and I admit that I feel as though I sometimes am not as strong as I thought I am to go on with this. On the other hand I do not and would not take away from those that do celebrate this holiday.
Eulogy of Elisha Bull
Yo estoy aquí para celebrando el vida de Elisha Bull.
Èl fue del noreste de filadelfia.
Elisha fue el hermano de mi nuevo y mi cuñado.
Èl fue amable, amoroso, y persona extrovertido.
Yo estoy en mi casa, en mi dormitorio, sentado en mi cama.
Yo estoy triste, furiosa, y lastimada.
Su familia le encantan y lo extraña mucho.
