Thursday, 13 December 2007

Snow Falling on Cedars

In the novel we notice similarities and differences between the love of Ishmael and Hatsue and how they change during life.
That’s why I want to discuss their relationship. Both, the Japanese Hatsue and the American Ishmael grow up on an island and are friends since a long time. Ishmael starts to love her and kisses her, but it seems as if she doesn’t feel the same. Some days later, when they are at their secret place in a cedar he wants to apologize, but she shows him that it wasn’t a mistake. They become a couple and are happy together, but both never show their love in public. They behave in a different way because Hatsue’s family wants her to be a Japanese girl. So she’s not allowed to have a white boyfriend while Ishmael’s father isn’t that strict.
However, their relationship lasts for a long time, until Hatsue’s mother realizes Hatsue’s secret when they are in a Japan camp. She doesn’t want Hatsue to see him again and tells her to marry a Japanese man.
During Hatsue has to stay in the camp, Ishmael is fighting for America in the Second World War and looses one arm. Because of that he starts to hate all the Japans. While Ishmael even hates her she isn’t allowed to love him anymore. After some time in the camp she gets to know the Japanese Kabuo. Although she doesn’t really love Kabuo she marries him because of her family. Some years later when Ishmael is a journalist, his hate is almost gone. He doesn’t think anymore about Hatsue until Kabuo is taken to court as a murderer where he notices that Kabuo isn’t guilty and wants to help him, when he meets Hatsue and recognizes that he has still feelings for her. Nevertheless he helps Kabuo who wins the trial. After this Ishmael feels good by helping Kabuo.
In contrast to the beginning of the story she doesn’t love him anymore, but he still loves here and just wants her to be happy.

Sunday, 2 December 2007

Correction of the first written exam

Task 1:
Dear John,
Yesterday I was at an exhibition where I saw the painting “The problem we all live with” by Norman Rockwell and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. That’s why I write to you.
On the left and right side you can see two white men walking next to each other, wearing brown suits, black shoes, identity badges and yellow arm bands on which is written “Deputy US Marshall”. The men on the left side wear golden rings and the man in the foreground has a piece of paper in his pocket.
Between the four men there’s a black girl walking in white clothes, carrying school books. Everyone is walking on a pavement from the right to the left side. In the background there’s a beige wall.
At the top of the artwork it says “NIGGER” in capital letters and tomato spatters are on it. I can’t forget that work because I think it depicts the 1950s in America. In my opinion it depicts that the black people are innocent because of the white clothes, but the white are guilty because they feel like better people.
This painting made me think about racist people and I realized that it’s still a current topic. I think, when you see the painting yourself you’ll agree with me.

Yours, Ruth



Task 2:
When I look at the photo I would say nowadays you can call it art. It just has to be taken by a famous artist or to be exhibited at the right place and time, but in my opinion this isn’t art because everyone can take this photo. Real art has to be unique and should be expressive. I think when you look at real art you will get to know what the artist wanted to say after a few minutes, but I think when you look at this photo you won’t get to know the reason for it.
However, I don’t want to say that no photo is art because on the one hand they really can be expressive, but on the other they are often just taken baseless I would say like this photo. That’s why I don’t think it is art.

Sunday, 18 November 2007

Life after death

Death is one part in our life, namely the last part of our earthly life. During life we often are confronted with the death of beloved people. Also I had to undergo that, but so I realized that death is inevitable for everyone. Because of these experiences I thought about death, if there is a life after death and how it looks like. I haven’t got answers for all my questions yet, but the biggest part of them will never be responded. Even if I don’t really have an imagination about the hereafter I don’t believe that there is a hell, reincarnation, rebirth... In short I don’t really agree with the Christians, Buddhists etc, but I often wonder if the descriptions of NDE* are true. In my opinion our souls go to a peaceful place after death.
I hope so, but how long will they stay there?



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*near-death-experiences

Thursday, 27 September 2007

Letter to the editor

Dear editor,

Yesterday I read your article “Giuliani forced into climbdown” in your magazine and I was really shocked about Mayor Giuliani’s behaviour especially because of Ofili’s Virgin Mary and I’m glad that the Brooklyn museum won the battle against him.
I mean art is often controversial, but it also can have expressions even if it is “shock art”. In my opinion everyone should be able to have his own opinion about art, but I think no one should have the right to fight against an exhibition in a legal battle. Giuliani wasn’t allowed to withhold money and to go to law against art because with that action he damaged the Brooklyn museum’s reputation and especially the right of free speech. What I want to say is that your article opened my eyes and showed me that art really can split up the public opinion.

Yours,
Ruth


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Wednesday, 26 September 2007

My own summary

Giuliani forced into climbdown

A row over the art exhibition in NY because of Ofili’s painting, which showed the Virgin Mary adorned with dung, has ended after six-month legal battle with the major Giuliani who withheld money from the Brooklyn museum and damaged NY’s reputation. He has been forced to restore the withheld funding.

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Giuliani forced into climbdown

There has been a legal battle between Mayor Giuliani and Brooklyn museum about Ofili’s Virgin Mary in the Sensation Exhibition. He threatened to withhold funding and to evict them. The museum won because of the right to free speech after 6 months and he gave in.

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Wednesday, 2 May 2007

The mysterious cries

Once, as I was working in Thornfield Hall as servant from the age of five up to sixteen years, I got to know a very strong-willed character. She was an orphan and had a really hard and bad childhood. The person who I think of was the governess Jane Eyre. I know her since she started teaching Adèle, a French girl. Jane came from a school called Lowood and already had worked there for some time.
Soon after we had met the first time we made friends and some weeks later she even was my best friend. We also were sleeping in the same room and actually the hard work wasn’t as bad with a good friend on my side. It really was a good time in Thornfield since she was there, although sometimes there were strange things happening and the best examples for this are the weird and horrible screams during some nights. I never really got to know who the screams were from, but when there were some noises and cries Mr Rochester looked as if he knew something and also behaved very curious and mysterious, but he never said anything.
He also never asked someone for help until one night a really loud scream broke the silence of the night. Jane and me, we both woke up and hurried out to see what had happened. After all the other people in the house went back to bed Mr Rochester asked us to help him and spoke something about blood and getting sick because of it. We followed him into a room and noticed the stranger Mason. On his clothes and also on his body was blood. Everywhere was blood, especially on his arm. After our master went out to fetch a doctor we had to keep an eye on the wounded man.
We tried to help Mason although we got a little bit sick because of the blood and because we had to wash away the blood, but it was flowing very fast and Mason’s condition had declined. We really tried to stop the blood, but it was too late. Some minutes before the doctor arrived, Mason died because of the loss of blood.
After this terrible experience we often tried to make our master speaking about the person who had wounded Mason, but it never worked.
Some months later I left Thornfield to marry and to work in another household, but I heard that the cries were from Mr Rochester’s wife who had a mental disorder. It was said that she attacked Mason some times before she died when Thornfield burnt down. I also heard that Jane Eyre married Mr Rochester. I really hope that she did because I think during her work as governess she was fallen in love with him.

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