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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." -Oscar Wilde

"It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are." -E.E. Cummings

"To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting." -E.E. Cummings

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Think-Pair-Share: Do you agree or disagree with one of the quotes?

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Think-Pair-Share: Do you agree or disagree with one of the quotes?

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Think about what it means, decide whether you agree with it, and explain why or why not.

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Let them be as flowers,
always watered, fed, guarded, admired,
but harnessed to a pot of dirt.

I'd rather be a tall, ugly weed,
clinging on cliffs, like an eagle
wind-wavering above high, jagged rocks.

To have broken through the surface of stone,
to live, to feel exposed to the madness
of the vast, eternal sky.
To be swayed by the breezes of an ancient sea,
carrying my soul, my seed,
beyond the mountains of time or into the abyss of the bizarre.

I'd rather be unseen, and if
then shunned by everyone,
than to be a pleasant-smelling flower,
growing in clusters in the fertile valley,
where they're praised, handled, and plucked
by greedy, human hands.

I'd rather smell of musty, green stench
than of sweet, fragrant lilac.
If I could stand alone, strong and free,
I'd rather be a tall, ugly weed
The Rose That Grew From Concrete Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature's law is wrong it learned to walk with out having feet. Funny it seems, but by keeping it's dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared. By Tupac Shakur
Please post your paragraphs about theme and the use of extended metaphor as a comment below:

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Let them be as flowers,always watered, fed, guarded, admired,but harnessed to a pot of dirt. I'd rather be a tall, ugly weed,clinging on cliffs, like an eaglewind-wavering above high, jagged rocks.

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What did you notice?
What did you wonder?

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Reading & Writing Journal: Vocabulary Section

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Reading & Writing Journal: Vocabulary Section

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Identity (n): the qualities and traits that make one person or group different from any other and recognized as such.    Synonyms for identity: individuality, personhood

I will reread the poem again. This time you should write down what you notice and wonder about the speaker's identity.

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What i have i notice in the story he compars himself as a ugly weed , saying that if he stants alone he be ok. He wants to be differnt.

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I noticed that the speaker wanted to be an ugly musty lonely weed then be a loved beautiful flower. He rather be alone and have his freedom than always be touched and admired . He wants to stand alone while the flowers are being watered and fed. He wants to be outside the box then be inside the box with the flowers.

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What I notice is that the speaker wants to be a weed lonely weed than a lovely flower.

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The speaker compares himself to a ugly weed