Today in Mr.Rease's American Literature class we read a short story. When I saw the story I expressed that it isn't a short story. He explained that something that you're able to read in one sitting is a short story. The story was The Rockpile by James Baldwin. Throughout the story we stopped and discussed what is going on. In the story the rock-pile is somewhere where "sinners" would hang. Roy wants to play there whereas John is scared of that place. Their mother doesn't want them playing there. Eventually Roy goes and hurts himself where the father would come home and blames the oldest and the mom. It's a good story, and I've seen this scenario in real life before.
Today in Mr.Rease’s American Literature class, I did a bell ringer. In the bell ringer we were asked to define a somebody, a nobody, and who am I. We learned about the poet Emily Dickinson. She was born 1830 and later died 1886 only for her poems to be released after she passed. We read her poem “I’m Nobody! Who Are You?”. Where she explains you’re an outcast for being a nobody, and broadcasted for being a somebody. It gave me more of a perspective mostly about myself. I can make a connection like how I dress for me, but also dress so I don’t get laughed at. I really like the 2 poems we analyzed together so far and can’t wait to do more.
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