Write a rendition of "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" that is comprised of American Lit Block Five-specific lyrics. In other words, take the original tune and make it ours. Post your lyrics for all to see. Winner will be determined by a class vote.
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10.23.2007
Reflect, Reread, & Respond.
Prep for Thursday's discussion.
- Answer the questions below in your notebook. To do so:
- Consider the following “lenses:” name, gender, age, ethnicity, social/class circumstances, “place,” and use of language.
- Go beyond the surface. It is okay to start on the surface—even if it might be obvious—but then penetrate the surface and go deeper by considering the larger implications of what the surface means.
- Include page number citations.
- What is Esperanza’s identity? (What constitutes her perspective?)
- How is it defined? Who defines it?
- How does her identity affect her reality? her “dreams”? (What tension exists between the two?)
- Does her perspective change from the beginning to the end? How?
- Post your answer to the question below. Give page number references.
- What is distinctly "American" about House on Mango Street? (Why is it an American Lit text?)
Clarification on Wednesday's homework.
Wednesday's homework is to:
1. Finish Mango Street, pp. 85-110.
2. Choose one of Cisneros' vignettes to "mimic" (imitate). By this I mean that you should take the subject matter of one of her vignettes (such as identity in "My Name" or place in "The House on Mango Street") and rewrite it your own voice and perspective. Make it your own. Refer to my example below for further clarification.
"The Upper Deck on 17th & Como"
We didn't always live on Como. Before that we lived on 14th (The Burn Unit), and before that we lived in a house on 10th (unnamed). Before 10th it was 25th (La Case Verde), and before that it was Pioneer Hall. Every time we moved it seemed we’d lose a guy. By the time we got to 17th & Como we were no longer six—it was just Eric, DeRoo, and I. I didn’t mind so much, though. If I could afford it I’d live alone.
We didn’t have to leave The Burn Unit, but it was best for everyone involved. Mike’s rules were too strict, and rather than break them we knew it was best just to get out. Even though Como wasn’t too far away (it was only four blocks), we had to leave and leave fast, before we did start breaking rules.
The Upper Deck is ours—well, ours in the sense that it’s not university housing. We don’t have to share the bathroom with fifteen other guys who don’t know how to hit the garbage can or the toilet. We even have our own living room and kitchen. Best of all, there isn’t an RA stopping by all the time telling us we’re making too much noise. We have a landlord now, and we don’t even know him. His name is Paul Chen, and I only know that because I write his name on my rent check on the first of every month.
Get the idea? (Yes, I recognize this example resembles more of a copy than an imitation. If you're stuck, start with a "copy" and then revise based on any illuminations that surface.)
1. Finish Mango Street, pp. 85-110.
2. Choose one of Cisneros' vignettes to "mimic" (imitate). By this I mean that you should take the subject matter of one of her vignettes (such as identity in "My Name" or place in "The House on Mango Street") and rewrite it your own voice and perspective. Make it your own. Refer to my example below for further clarification.
"The Upper Deck on 17th & Como"
We didn't always live on Como. Before that we lived on 14th (The Burn Unit), and before that we lived in a house on 10th (unnamed). Before 10th it was 25th (La Case Verde), and before that it was Pioneer Hall. Every time we moved it seemed we’d lose a guy. By the time we got to 17th & Como we were no longer six—it was just Eric, DeRoo, and I. I didn’t mind so much, though. If I could afford it I’d live alone.
We didn’t have to leave The Burn Unit, but it was best for everyone involved. Mike’s rules were too strict, and rather than break them we knew it was best just to get out. Even though Como wasn’t too far away (it was only four blocks), we had to leave and leave fast, before we did start breaking rules.
The Upper Deck is ours—well, ours in the sense that it’s not university housing. We don’t have to share the bathroom with fifteen other guys who don’t know how to hit the garbage can or the toilet. We even have our own living room and kitchen. Best of all, there isn’t an RA stopping by all the time telling us we’re making too much noise. We have a landlord now, and we don’t even know him. His name is Paul Chen, and I only know that because I write his name on my rent check on the first of every month.
Get the idea? (Yes, I recognize this example resembles more of a copy than an imitation. If you're stuck, start with a "copy" and then revise based on any illuminations that surface.)
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