Comparing Those Rainy Mornings, In The Cutting of A Drink, and The Return
The two short stories "In the Cutting of a Drink" and "The Return" bring
different responses from me. "In the Cutting of a Drink" makes me think about
what it would be like to go into a new culture. It also makes me think about
the current decline in moral values. "The Return" reminds me to be more
thankful for the many things I take for granted. It also makes me think about
how hard it can be to cope with change. In the poem "Those Rainy Mornings" I am
reminded of my grandma and what a kind, loving, wonderful person she is.
In Frank Chipasula's poem "Those Rainy Mornings" the speaker is talking
about his aunt Gwalanthi. The speaker tells us what a wonderful loving person
his aunt is. In the first section the speaker tells us how his aunt would wake
up at the crack of dawn and build a fire. Then she would begin cooking porridge.
In the second section of the poem the speaker talks about waking up "out of the
nagging nightmare." Then the speaker describes his aunt a little bit more, "her
soft but husky call." In the last section the speaker talks about how kind his
aunt is to take care of his brothers and sisters while his parents "strayed to
the copper mines."
This poem makes me think about my grandma and all the wonderful things she
has done for me. The speakers aunt is an old fragile woman, "hoe-broken palms"
and "scrawny ribs." But she is also a very hard worker and loving person. Both
these things remind me of my grandma. My grandma may be old and fragile but she
is still a very hard working and loving person. My grandma is always up at
first light doing household chores or working in her garden. Many times we have
to force her to go inside, so she won't be exposed to the hot sun for to long.
I can't count the number of times my grandma has made my bed, folded our clothes,
washed our dishes, or done various other household chores for me and my family.
I could never fully repay my grandma for all the wonderful things she has done.
My grandma, like aunt Gwalanthi, is a very kind, hard working person.
Ama Ata Aidoo's "In the Cutting of a Drink" is about a person relating his
story of looking for his lost sister in a big city called Mamprobi.
many adjectives and allusions, he recognizes her as a young, clever woman who is seen as the
barbiturates so that when the end was near she would be able to control her
to read to her for a month and because her house is 'dark and creepy'
The poem starts out with the daughter 's visit to her father and demand for money; an old memory is haunting the daughter. feeding off her anger. The daughter calls the father "a ghost [who] stood in [her] dreams," indicating that he is dead and she is now reliving an unpleasant childhood memory as she stands in front of his
Native Americans were abused by Spanish officials when the Spanish invaded their lands. In an attempt to control the attacks of the Native Americans, they enlisted fear into the minds of the Indians.
2. He is sent to live with his aunt uncle, and cousin, Dudley, who make him sleep in a cupboard underneath the basement stairs.
strict restraint so that she would see as little, hear as little and ask as few que...
The speaker begins the poem an ethereal tone masking the violent nature of her subject matter. The poem is set in the Elysian Fields, a paradise where the souls of the heroic and virtuous were sent (cite). Through her use of the words “dreamed”, “sweet women”, “blossoms” and
with his mother. This occurs when his mother asks him to remain at home rather
marry her to a peasant so her children will be humbly born and pose no
At first glance, Brutus is condemned for murdering his best friend, which is a hard concept to comprehend as being noble, but all that he did, he did for the good of Rome. Furthermore, Antony’s opinion of Brutus changes from pure despite and detestation, to honor, and respect, after he realizes the reasoning that Brutus had “‘Not that I loved Caesar less, but I loved Rome more./ Had you rather Caesar were living and die all slaves,/ Than that Caesar were dead and live all free men?’” (III.ii.21-22). This statement is spoken to the crowd, in regards to the assassination of Caesar. Here, Brutus is explaining to the people that he did not kill Caesar for his own personal gain, but for the good of Rome. If he had not slain Caesar, he would have taken absolute power over all of Rome and its armies, turning the Democracy into a dictatorship.
The Internet has always seemed like a completely separate world, very different from reality. There seemed to be so many endless possibilities. One is the new online dating craze, which has caught my attention a number of times. One rainy afternoon, curled up in a blanket at my computer chair, I decided to investigate it. I learned that as many of the baby-boomers start to become widowed or divorced, many are looking for mates, along with many others who are looking for companionship. With the new Internet-Age, many of these individuals turn to their computer to find someone. Online relationships are a growing phenomenon in the United States as well as internationally. After doing some research I could not develop an opinion on how I felt about this new trend. I found a group of specialists who had devoted some researching to it and I invited them over for dinner to find what their opinions were and why.
She is a multi-talented women with determination and believes if you set your mind your goal there isn't anything that you can't achieve. My grandma wasn't able to be somebody that gave a lot of influence and didn't meet some of her goals, I am proud of her intelligence and how much she was able to do independently. Even as a grandma she loves to learn and presently is learning English. She is almost eighty years old and she looks like she is only sixty. Even now as a grandma, she is active and passionate about education. She encourages me to get a
The air is really fresh, and the wind is comfortable. Grandma usually opened the window during the daytime; I still remembered that feeling when the sunshine came in house and scatter. I walking among those numerous grand trees and admire colored leaves on the trees and on the ground. I miss that feeling of calmness and stability of the world around. I wish I could return the reality of those feelings once more. Memories in mind and never forget about happiness of staying in my grandmother’s house. Grandparent’s time-honored gift to their grandchildren is their unconditional love, unfettered by schedules, routines or commitments. They reinforced their grandchildren’s sense of security and self-value.
My grandmother has always been my biggest supporter throughout my life. My Grandmother is my back bone; she is the reason why I am the person that I am today. Most people hear the word grandmother and expect to see older lady with possible white hair, standing in the kitchen cooking and baking, evening sewing. My grandmother is the exact opposite of those things, she is still employed full time, enjoys making jewelry and furniture. Although she is only five two she is very witted and outspoken she never bites her tongue and will always give her opinion even if you don’t ask for it. There is a softer side to her, she will give you her last and be a listening ear day or night. Like the saying goes “to know me is to love me” and believe me