Monday, 15 February 2010

Still I RIse




Still I Rise

---Maya Angelou



You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I'll rise.



Does my sassiness upset you?

Why are you beset with gloom?

'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells

Pumping in my living room.



Just like moons and like suns,

With the certainty of tides,

Just like hopes springing high,

Still I'll rise.



Did you want to see me broken?

Bowed head and lowered eyes?

Shoulders falling down like teardrops.

Weakened by my soulful cries.



Does my haughtiness offend you?

Don't you take it awful hard

Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines

Diggin' in my own back yard.



You may shoot me with your words,

You may cut me with your eyes,

You may kill me with your hatefulness,

But still, like air, I'll rise.



Does my sexiness upset you?

Does it come as a surprise

That I dance like I've got diamonds

At the meeting of my thighs?



Out of the huts of history's shame

I rise

Up from a past that's rooted in pain

I rise

I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise

I rise


I am going to analysis and discus about Maya Angelou poem called 'Still I Rise”. The poem was published in 1978. This poem shows extremely a lot emotions and feelings by the black author. When you read it a number of things will appear to you without even noticing. She shows that the sexuality that women have over men and having very big power and advantage. How women are deeply connected to nature. If you think about it, it does make perfect sense since we refer to it as Mother Nature. How women are one of the key elements for life, without them nothing would be alive. She also says that reproduction is another source of power. She talks about the living room, since the living room is the room where the family sit together I would say she means this is where the family is strong and can never get hurt. Freedom is another idea you take from this poem. Being black and living in a time where black and white people were not considered equal you can understand the anger she has while she wrote this poem. You can say that every letter in this poem has a different important meaning for life. By reading it you can see the pride that Ms. Angelou has for her background. I could imagine that if you would read this poem everyday for two weeks you get a new meaning from it. For instance now when I read it to myself apart from the fact of talking about racism and slavery I could imagine it goes for everyone in the world to rise for something that they believe in, and fight and defend yourself against the worlds evil. That's why it would say I Rise, I Rise, I Rise at the end. In the text and the way she writes you can tell that she is a feminist and has very strong opinions on women's rights being black or white. You see that when she talks about diamonds. But most of all the poem discusses about having freedom and a home to go to.
I am sure this poem will always be taken as a example to any group of people about fighting for something that you truly believe in.

Sunday, 20 September 2009

Screen Shot Photo

This is what the dog thinks: "And people think I'm obstinate"

Sunday, 13 September 2009

A DREAM audio



LETTERS





Al Buxton
Dean Nicolas Constantine




Al Buxton,

262 Bush Street,

Texas 2653.

Dean Nicolas Constantine,

913 Lotus Drive,

Alabama 143A.

September 12, 2009

Dear Dean Constantine

My name is Al Buxton and I come from a small town outside of Huston, Texas. I am writing you this letter in hope that you will accept me into UCU (United Clown University). I am unemployed but used to work as a body builder. To pass the time I currently help my father in his campaign “Steroids Are Not Drugs”. The reason why I want to come to UCU is to take the next step in my life. The pass five generations in my family have been in the body builders business, and all five of them have been Texas state champion. You see my family would never accept me coming to the UCU, but it has been my passion for my whole life to learn from the best of the best. In my childhood I use to watch the greatest in action Yuri Nikulin, Barry Lubin and CepillĂ­n and all went to the UCU. They have all been my roll models and have watched them in action a number of times. I have mastered a number of tricks from three of these artists, including the famous quadruple banana pie car throw, which has taken me a great deal of time to perfect. Also I have no problems with the juggling test. I once went to one of the university seminars on “The Juggling Way”. Thank you very much for taking the time to read my application to letter. I look forward for waiting for your reply.

Yours sincerely

Al Buxton






United Clown University

Al Buxton,

262 Bush Street,

Texas 2653.

September 14, 2009

Dear Mr. Al Buxton

I have reed your letter personally and have taken everything to note. I find that your story is truly touching and am pleased to write to you and tell that I feel that UCU is the ideal destination for you to start your journey as a clown. However I find it unacceptable for students to be unemployed while attending UCU. Before you come you must be employed and earn a salary. I too know how it feels not have the full support of family for something you eagerly desire. My family has been dean of this fine university for the last 4 generations. But I never really had the clown blood running through my veins. I remember every night after practicing tricks with my father I would always run up to my room and take out my writing book which I hid and just started writing without end. So Mr. Buxton I was wondering if it would be possible if I were to write a book about you and your life story without mentioning your name or any personal family details. I would be tremendously grateful if you would allow me to carry out this personal project of mine.

Sincerely

Dean Constantine






Al Buxton,

262 Bush Street,

Texas 2653.

Dean Nicolas Constantine,

913 Lotus Drive,

Alabama 143A.

September 16, 2009

Dear Dean Constantine

Thank you very much for giving me a possibility and helping me go through the right path in my life. Its nice to know that there are people out there like yourself who give people like me a chance to get to the dreams and to achieve their goals. I understand entirely about the unemployment issue and will get to that factor as soon as possible and will bring your documents regarding my latest occupation. I am sorry that you did not have the chance like I have had, for you to become the writer you wanted to be. That shows how family makes more decision for their children then their children make for themselves. I would be extremely happy and honored to be apart of your book that you would like to write on my life. It will be alright if you mention my name and details, but I would like it if you would leave out my families name, the back round will be fine to mention. Thank you again Dean Constantine for giving me this opportunity.

Yours sincerely

Al Buxton

Thursday, 10 September 2009

AUDIO FILE


Tuesday, 2 June 2009

The Two Daredevils




“Will you come with me?’ asked Andreas
“I don’t know?” replied Panyotis’
So as no to attract attention, they walked off the road as quite as mice.
It was Friday night and Andreas went to Panyotis’ house. Like always Panyotis’ lit the candles and set them on the table and brought out the bear rug, and started listening to his favorite Wham album. There was a knock on the door. Panyotis’ answered
“Is it you Andreas?”
“Who else would it be Sfiktos” answered Andreas.
Opening the door Panyotis passionately embraced Andreas.
“What the hell you doing man?! I told you stop doing that” Andreas said
“Okay I’ll stop” Panyotis answered.
While sitting on the bear rug, Andreas told Panyotis that he was tired of spending his nights inside ,and wanted to go to Downtown Nicosia. A little heartbroken Panayotis’ understood what Andreas was saying. But knowing him better than anyone in the world Panyotis’ new that it wasn’t just that Andreas had in his mind.
“So I’ll call my dad to bring us” said Panyotis’.
“No our ride will be taken care” Andreas replied
“How?” asked Panyotis’
“We are gonna borrow your dads motorbike”
“No were not!!” replied to Panayotis’.
“Come on Sfiktos its gonna be awesome, all the girl will be looking at us, and then will be the coolest people downtown this Friday” said Andreas.
A small voice in Panayotis’ head told him that if his father would find out that they stole his motorbike he would be dead. But there was a larger voice telling him not to worry and that all they have to do is be careful.
“Alright Andreas lets do it” said Panytois’ .
So they walked into the garage and approached the bike.
“Do you even know how to ride a motorbike man?” asked Panayotis’.
“Ehhh how hard can it be, its like a bicycle but without pedaling” replied Andreas.
So the two dare devils were off, Panyotis’ didn’t know what to expect if Andreas was gonna get them downtown or if this will be his last night alive. They got to the main road of Latcha, Andreas started to accelerate dramatically.
“Andreas I think to you slowdown!” said Panytois’,
“No I can handle it” replied Andreas.
Suddenly they went over a huge hole, Andreas lost instant control of the motorbike and started to panic
“We have to jump!” Andreas yelled.
“Are you crazy!! What about the bike?” Asked Panayotis’.
“There is no time to argue jump in the field” answered Andreas.
So then Andreas jumped and Panyotis followed him.
Panyotis jumped up and ran to the bike to see if it was alright and that nothing was broken. As he glanced at the bike he saw that both head lights were broken, one of the mirrors snapped off, and that it was full of scratches.
“Oh my God what are we gonna do?!” screamed Panayotis
“Ok, were gonna tell your father that someone had stole the bike and we didn’t realize because we feel asleep while watching a movie” Andreas said.
“Man he’s not gonna believe that!” yelled Panayotis’.
“What do we have lose, its better than nothing” said Andreas.
“Ok I hope he gonna believe it” said Panayotis’.
“Why?” asked Andreas.
“Because if he doesn’t I’m gonna kick the crap out of you” replied Panyotis in an irritated tone.
So they both went to Panyotis house and waited for his father to come home.
“Hello boys” Said Sfiktos senor.
“Hi dad, there something I have to tell you” Panyotis’ answered.
“What is it Panayotis’?” replied Sfiktos senor.
“Andreas took your motorbike and accidentally crashed it!” said Panyotis
“WHAT!?” both Andreas and Sfiktos senor shouted out
“Yup, I tried stopping him but he wouldn’t listen’ Panyotis replied
“Your in big trouble Andreas, but instead of punishing you, your gonna have to pay me back.” Said Sfiktos senor.
“No, no I prefer the punishment” answered Andreas.
‘Alright then come with me” said Sfiktos senor.
After a few moments Andreas came from upstairs with a big smile on his face.
“So what was the punishment?” Panyotis asked
“That wasn’t a punishment, it was more like a present” answered Andreas.
“Alright Andreas its getting late, see you tomorrow man” Panyotis said.
“Bye Panyotis’” Andreas said in a cheerful tone.

Monday, 27 April 2009

Easter Break

For my Easter break I went to the UK for about 10 days to visit my father. The most interesting night that I had happen to me was, when my father and I went to London one evening to have dinner. After we finished our superlative dinner we started to walk back to the car it was around 12:30 when we left. While we were walking my dad saw one of his friends walking towards us and they had a profound conversation for about 10 minutes. I found out at the end that my dad had to leave the country that night for some important meeting. So the next morning my dad had left the counrty and I was in a incoherent state. After a few minutes I found 3 tickets to a football match for that evening and a not from my dad apologizing that he couldn't be there fro the match. So the tickets my father had gave me were for the Chelsea, Everton match. After the match we went to the garage where my car was parked and saw my father next to it talking to the Chleasea players, then I was intrduced and took some pictures with them and went home.