Zianni's English Blog

Every year me and my mother would have thanksgiving at my uncles house. These past few years we've grown apart and my mother and I have had thanksgiving at home. Given she knows i don't eat pork and don't like turkey , she made this phenomenal pot roast. The meat was perfect, the sauce was proportionate, the carrots were soft and the potatoes were delicious. Everything just perfect and had me counting down for the next thanksgiving.  Today we read a few letters of the color purple and took and short group test. 

 In middle school i had this one teacher that i respected greatly and loved. I started to realize more and more how much of a liat she was and it made me respect her less. Me knowing she’s was ok with willingly lying didn't sit right with me and still doesn't. It also made me feel as if she didn't take me nor her other students seriously due to how easy it seemed lying came to her, even of it was about little things. Today we read the book the color purple and answered some questions about a few letters. 

 My mom influences me in the best ways possible.Though shes not perfect, my whole life shes built my character to be a resilient, honest young woman. She has taught me to defend myself and character all the while respecting others and their voice. She has also taught me one of my best abilities which is to coexist with those i don't care for.  Today we read the book the Color purple and continued our Adobe visual presentation project.  TODAYS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!

 I attempted to bring my expressive letter to life by adding emotional clips. my letter is the opening of the book and was very eye catching and sad. I used Adobe express to help the visualizer get a better gist on how Celie might of felt.  Today we read the book and started our Adobe express visual presentation project.  

 After reading the first five letters of The Color purple, the rawness and vulnerability in her voice struck me. The simplicity of her language usage emphasizes her pain and harsh realities shes facing. Though its tough almost witnessing her pain and struggle theres a mix of resilience and sorrow. The writing style makes you feel the emotions of the text , all while knowing this is based on real people and experiences. 

 My favorite word is “Ok.” Ok is such a neutral word yet can send a message. In some situations “Ok” can show uninterest or unsatisfactory. In other instances “Ok” can mean acceptance or approval. Though its seems to be a normal two letter word, “Ok” has a variety of intentions. I use “Ok” everyday and plenty of times a day. 

Back then women were only to cook, clean , and care for the children. That was considered the norm to the extent where if you were a woman doing anything other than whats expected you were put in a bad category. Today, women have grown to be more independent, reliable, and self sufficient. More and more opportunities open up for the expansion of women intelligence. If a man were to degrade a women for independency and flexibility , he would immediately receive sexist backlash. 

 One time at work a homeless man entered. He asked if there were any extra burgers or extra food we could spare. My coworker immediately was disrespectful and dismissive. The man looked defeated and began to walk out. Customers around began to stare. Just as he publicly embarrassed this man I publicly held him accountable. My boss agreed with me and before he could fully leave we gifted the man a burger. In the poem though the boy knew it was wrong yet accepted his fate and didn't attempt to stand up for himself. The man did the same thing until he was finally blessed.