" The Pit and The Pendulum "

Hi K!! XP

It's me again... having nothing better to do than your homework...

About the story:

Gosh! Have we read this story a thousand times!! I like Poe, though, I agree with Gaychuz: his best is "The Fall of the House of Usher", there's more action with the same amount of suspense mixed and the atmosphere (I don't know why) can be like more... felt. Whatever, that's for another occasion.

I like Poe: his plenitude of details... every word, in fact, hides a meaning that must be decoded in order to really feel what's going on there. The backgrounds (both historical and cultural) that he picks are outstanding, the horror and uncertainty (like in this case) involving them really gives the shakes to anybody, for at least a moment.

I like it, I like it, and I'm not that sadistic (ahem...) but I really love the intrigue, the double-sense words and objects and occasions, and all the symbols that are represented! Oh! The symbols! I've been thinking about some aspects of the setting lately. Was Poe really reffering to the pit as the abyss of uncertainty and darkness within us, denied by our most coward side? ...Or is it just me? I have so much to think and consider about!

Yeah, I'm loving it. The cadence, the rythm, the suspense... it kills me. It really does. In this story, by example, I hate so much that the narrator is always scared. What a dreadful condition to be in! If he would have been a little bird, he would have died long before. He's always consuming himself with fear and horror. It reaches a poin when it's boring and tiring. -.- Dying would be the option, though, but that wouldn't be fun, right Poe? So, let's say it's necessary. And, much more, it's the characteristic of Poe's characters.

So, I think that's all. I would also love to make a psicological profile about Poe. What was so wrong with him? What's HIS story? ...Yeah, that would definetly be fun. muahaha

" No Witchcraft For Sale "

Hi K!! ¬¬

Well, I've just finished reading this story this morning, so I kinda hold the idea...

The story wasn't really that good for me, personaly, I prefer action and intrigue; but it was entretaining. I noticed something strange with the narrator: it talked without many spaces (or interrumptions, if you prefer) and there was I point where I lost the sense of time. Events occured one after another and it didn't really gave the reader time to absorb all details and I could only draw quick conclusions. Plus, I think omiting to say the postures of the characters leaves us to the expectative. Also, I think the author missing to state the time-space relationship, or at least, mention it once!

Though, I liked the theme. Standing out to protect your culture. Yeah. I like people living and dying for their ideals. I don't like wars, though, just a formal white-gloved struggle.

About the characters, Gideon really gets the trophy for "the best response in bad English". jaja He was very smart, and knew how to subdue his appetites, overcoming the temptation for falling into the most basic human flaws (in this case, it's about greed I'm talking [because of the money and fame he was promised]).

And well, I may dare to say that both the Farquards and the doctor were kind of naive if they were expecting Gideon to fall for them instead. jajaja poor guys. Anyways, at least Gideon gives the doctor what he wants (the reason for the tales about black villagers in possession of more advanced knowledgement than theirs- not true!) and brings a smile for the Farquards and a funny thing for Teddy to remember.

Happy ending =P

About the exam -.-

Well, I don't necessarialy describe the exame as "difficult", because that just sounds flat and empty. Rather I'd say it was hard. I am complety sure I won't get a fullmark because: first, our teacher is K. Second, I didn't finished half of the exam. Why didn't I? I focused mainly on the 3 last questions. If they were worth more, at least if I answered them right, I could get something like a 6 and I would pass. Of course, I hate just passing, I like getting good grades; and I know pretty well that to get them, I must work hard. The problem was that the exam wasn't exactly meant to be finished. We just couldn't write and analyze that much in only 40 minutes. It was really long, I would say; not structured for a class time. However, I had analyzed the topics and knew what I should do with my notes, but still, I couldn't finish. I would like the teacher to be more explicit on his classes and not just leave us work and check on how we're doing; but making sure everybody is understanding and creating a critic analysis as for not getting such low marks or our tests.

"Harrison Bergeron"

Hi K!! O.o
I really liked this story, it reminds us of a topic we don't usually think of: equality of chances. The story pretends to show us how a society would be like if we all could have the same physical and mental abilities. This brings me to many different thoughts.
Certainly, in government and in most of religions, we humans are meant to be "the same". But, extrapolating this idea, how can we apply this concept in reality?
Obviously, we might start by eliminating all ranks and cathegories between people and countries. There couldn't be someone thought as higher or lower than anybody else. We would also need to make all people own the same: material goods should be given in an equal way. Of course, all people must have the same chances: like at work, for example. A chemical engineer could give the news report at night, or a painter could study the human genome. You can imagine what a chaos it would be.
If we could accomplish all this, the next step would be to homogenize all concepts: beliefs, likes, dislikes... this would certainly eliminate all chances we have of being unique as persons, which is what defines each of us. At this point, we would have produced the final rupture to existencialsm: nobody can be the same to anybody. As simple as that. It's nature: it's been proved that every snowflake is different to another.
I've wondered many times how it would be like to meet yourself at street... having the same routine every day... nothing what to talk about...
We could try to make everybody equal, and indeed, this is kind of the maxim for the ideal society, but we're not really realizing what this concept means.
Reading Harrson Bergeron I came up with all of this, and I also realized that in less that we can even start to homogenize concepts, there would be rebels protecting identity. Identity, the real expression of ourselves.
I've always thought that expression is what gives life to reality. And thinking of a reality without expression... it wouldn't be a real life then.... What ends up breaking our dream of equality.
Well, after all this ,I may dare to say that real equality is an unreachable dream. Though, the idea is always good, and we can make it come true the way we think it would be the best.

"The Interlopers"

I would like to remaind K that i was on the winner team on 405, so technically i don't have to do this [...] but, anyways
About this story:
Generally I liked this story, though the language used at the first page made me consult a dictionary... the rest was very fluid and i could follow the lecture easily.
I think I agree with one of the critics at the side of the page, when both enemies found each other... I mean, what a coincidence! Right? Well, but this had to happen in order to MAKE the story. What wasn't very factible was the thing that the tree would fall trapping both of them together (I mean, where does that happens???)
I had 4 theories about what would happen at the end: 1) they were going to be saved and will be B.F.4EandE and everyone would be happy (boring!! but factible according to the reading) 2) the opposite: they would be rescued by one of the gangs and the other one would have an extraordinary death (...well, less boring, but still) 3) both gangs would arrive at the same moment to the rescue and everything would be decided on one final battle (yeah!!!) 4) they'll both die, friends or enemies, but die at last.
By a moment I thought of Esopo's fables, where at the end there's always a moral. As I kept reading I thought it'll be the first theory (the most boring) but it surprised me that the interlopers were in fact wolves.
And I liked it a lot.
About my notes while reading, they're on my notebook. You can check 'em wherever you want to jeje.

Oº°‘¨lªü têïlªtü¨‘°ºO

This entry is about my favourite song: Lau teilatu.

It is a really calm vasc song written originally by a group called Itoiz. Amaia Montero (my favourite singer and ex-La Oreja de Van Gogh) performs it specially feating Mikel Erentxun. I really like the song because their voices do nothing but fit together perfectly and at a point seem to dance along with the sweet music. it remainds me of my name, too. These are the lyrics:

Hemen gaude

Here we are

tapoztutzen naiz

and I'm glad

ta ziur zure aita ere bai;

and so does your father

ta zer ondo... zelan dijua

and, how good... you look

zure bufanda txuria.

with your white scarf

Lau teilatu gainian

Over four roofs

ilargia erdian eta zu

the moon in the middle and you

goruntz begira,

looking up

zure keia eskuetan

with light smoke on your hands

putzara batekin... putz!

with a blow..puff!

Neregana etorriko da

It will come where I am

ta berriz izango gara

and again we will be

zoriontsue

happy

dozein herriko jaixetan.

on every town's party

Goxo goxo

Gladly, gladly

kanta egin nazu

sing to me,

Benitoren Maria Solt.

Maria Solt from Benito

Negarrik ez,

Don't cry,

txuri zaude ta malkoakzure

you're pale and your tears

kolorea kentzen dute.

errase your color

Lau teilatu gainian...

Over four roofs...

Felix, Felix bihar

Happily, happily, tomorrow

berriz egongo gara

we will be again

txanpain apur batekin

with a bit of champaine

diru gabe baina

without money, but

izarrak gurekin daude,

the stars are with us

piano baten soinuaz.

with the sound of a piano

Lau teilatu gainian...

Over four roofs...