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         <title>The Danger of a Single Story</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Stories are the pinnacle of human understanding, providing a large influence on numerous people's viewpoints, all positive and negative. To read, you expand your knowledge, entertain yourself, and overall benefit greatly towards your mental health, but it also comes with many of its other flaws too. When you apply power to a story, you subconsciously appeal to your opinions, which causes a large impact on the readers. That is why a single story can be so dangerous to foreign audiences. Single stories are selfish because these stories present a solitary outlook. Which causes this to only point in one direction with no unique standpoints. In this era, we must embrace diversity and reject the idea of "single."<br><br>"History is written by the winners."<br>Winners refer to anyone who has been successful in their findings. These winners paved a route for humans to follow and therefore continue to create even more paths of opportunities. A chinese proverb I remember strengthens the idea, stating that a generation will plant a tree for the other generation to enjoy the shade. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2023-04-23 06:59:59 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Book III - The Iliad: Costa&#39;s Questions</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1.) Pretend you are Helen in this situation, what would you do?<br>- Helen interpreted in this story is shown to be submissive towards Paris and his desires, despite being already infatuated with Menelaus. If I were to be Helen, I would have declined Paris's offer a while ago to cease misunderstanding, and prove my loyalty.&nbsp;<br><br>2.) Add something new on your own that was not in the story.<br>- Helen's feelings throughout the excerpt were vague and her lack of presence made it feel like she was an object. I would add more dialogue interactions toward Paris, who she seems to have a grudge for. And since Helen was the main reason for the battle, I want to add her perspective on the war.<br><br>3.) Compare and contrast Menelaus and Paris.<br>-&nbsp;Menelaus and Paris are completely different during battle. Whilst Menelaus is passionate and skilled with his spear, Paris is timid and significantly unversed. Due to their contrast in expertise, they also have distinct outlooks. For example, Menelaus is confident but Paris is feeble. <br><br>4.) What other ways could Paris's cowardice be interpreted?<br>- Not only does this represent how lack of ability influences your mental health, but how power can be taken advantage of. While Paris cowers away from danger, he subjects his army to violence. That is because Paris has become dependent on his people rather than himself causing more damage to his self-esteem. <br><br>5.) How is Achilles similar to Menelaus?<br>- Their purposes and situations are alike. Both Achilles and Menelaus lose someone precious and they plan to avenge them, in Achilles case, or take them back, Menelaus's case. They deliver it in the same way too, they battle it out with the people responsible out of anger.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2023-05-15 17:30:17 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>What I Will -  Suheir Hammad: Poem Analysis</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Understanding and Interpreting:<br>Question #5<br>- In opposition to the war drum, the author proposes to make her own. She presents the idea of choosing how you want to live your life instead of relying on others to decide for you. This also corresponds to having the courage to stand up for yourself.<br><br>Analyzing Language, Style, and Structure:<br>Question #2<br>- "I will not" is used repetitively throughout the poem to enhance the meaning and give impact to the phrase,&nbsp;<br>"I will." The poem is especially surrounded by the idea of individuality and self discovery. And the reason why "I will not" is so significant is because it gives the reader more perspective on being taken advantage of, and the importance of going against it.<br><br>Argument:<br>"What I Will" resonates deeply with me, because sometimes we cannot help but be dependent on someone else. And I agree with this poem, you have to be able to beat your own drum and make your own rhythm. Although working with others does benefit you, you have to learn to be solo at times.<br><br>Multimodal:<br>When you hear it from the author's perspective, it is powerful and motivating. She expresses each word with utter emotion and greatly emphasizes how she should appreciate her independence. The way I read it made it sound sorrowful in the beginning, and near the end more hopeful.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2023-05-17 06:05:16 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>My Favorite Poem</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley<br>Title: Ozymandias<br>Year: 1817<br><br>I met a traveller from an antique land,<br>Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone<br>Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,<br>Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,<br>And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,<br>Tell that its sculptor well those passions read<br>Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,<br>The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed;<br>And on the pedestal these words appear:<br>"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:<br>Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"<br>Nothing beside remains. Round the decay<br>Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,<br>The lone and level sands stretch far away.<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2023-05-20 07:21:03 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ozymandias: Why Power is Fleeting</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Ozymandias was blinded by his potency and cocky with his splendor. He was spoiled with power which he exploited as a ruthless ruler. But what matters was his ignorance. As great as he was, it was inevitable that over time his influence would fade away. Eventually, he would only become a relic lost to time, and his statue that will erode until it becomes pieces of sand.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2023-05-21 00:52:03 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Shakespeare&#39;s 30th Sonnet: When To The Sessions Of Sweet Silent Thought</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>When to the sessions of sweet silent thought<br>I summon up remembrance of things past,<br>I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,<br>And with old woes new wail my dear time’s waste:<br>Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,<br>For precious friends hid in death’s dateless night,<br>And weep afresh love’s long since cancell’d woe,<br>And moan the expense of many a vanish’d sight:<br>Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,<br>And heavily from woe to woe tell o’er<br>The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,<br>Which I new pay as if not paid before.<br>But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,<br>All losses are restor’d and sorrows end.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2023-05-21 00:54:49 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>When To The Sessions Of Sweet Silent Thought: Modern English Version and Analysis</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>When I summons the remembrance of past things to the court of sweet silent thought I regret not having achieved many of the things I strived for, and I add new tears to the old griefs, crying about the waste of my valuable time. It is then that I can drown my eyes, which don’t often flow, thinking about precious friends who are dead; and weep all over again for love that has lost its pain long ago; and cry over many a sight I’ll never see again. At those times I’m able to cry over sorrows I’ve long ago let go of, and sadly count them one by one, and feel them all over again, as though I hadn’t suffered their pain before. But if, while doing that, I think about you, my dear friend, all those losses are restored and my pain ends.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2023-05-21 00:55:50 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>My Original Poem: After Dark</title>
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         <pubDate>2023-05-23 03:18:35 UTC</pubDate>
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