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Monday, May 24, 2010; 8:14 PM
Home learning-poem
A Poison Tree by William Blake
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole.
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see,
My foe outstretchd beneath the tree.
My comments about the poem:
Blake also uses several forms of figurative language. He works with a simple AABB rhyme scheme to keep his poem flowing. These ideals allow him to better express himself in terms that a reader can truly understand. These forms of language better help authors to express their feelings and thoughts that would not normally be able to be expressed by words. In today's world, In “A Poison Tree,” by William Blake is a central metaphor explains a truth of human nature. This poem teaches how anger can be dispelled by goodwill or nurtured tobecome a deadly poison. Good is now evil and Evil is now good.
The bell rang,
Teachers said the class rank,
And John got first in class with a bang,
All the other students' heart sank.
Students walk out of class,
As they look through the glass,
Thought of memories of the past,
And talked as they walked past.
Fishes swimming in the pond,
The students' hair which were blond,
Their friendship bond,
Will never be gone.
Teachers let a sigh,
Their students waved goodbye,
Gone was the flies,
Which tried to fly.
Students walked to the bus,
Their friendship will always last,
As they thought of class,
Their memories turned to dust.
Thursday, May 6, 2010; 6:13 AM
Little sleep, early death
Oh no! After reading this article, I was shocked. As there are quite a number of projects I have to complete, I always sleep at 12am. But the article stated that you must have at least 9 hours of sleeping.
But according to my calculations, I have only slept 5h every day, does this means that I will have diabetes or some other diseases? I think from now onwards, I have to sleep at 9pm if I can. Readers, you also have to try to sleep early..........
Labels: Straits Times Reflections
Sunday, May 2, 2010; 6:05 AM
Oil disaster worsens
Oh no! After reading this article, I was flabbergasted. Learning water pollution in my primary school days, I knew the causes of an oil spill.
As oil is less dense than water, the oil floats on the water and blocks out light, causing those poor water plants to die due to a lack of dissolved oxygen to make food. The feathers of the sea birds will stick together, so the birds will be cold and they cannot fly, thus the birds to die.
Though they have tried to stem the flow and remove oil from the surface by skimming it, burning it or spiking it with chemicals to disperse it, but to no avail. I am deeply saddened by the deaths of these marine creatures, as I am an animal lover. The thought of seeing them suffocating to death makes it worse.
I hope they can try to clear the oil spill as soon as possible......
Labels: Straits Times Reflections
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Javier
January 2010