The Raven

The Raven

I am going to talk about the narrative poem named the raven wrote by Edgar Alan poe. I am going to make inference in two values: commitment and citizenship, I am going to write about if this two values are in this poem or not.

But first, the raven is a poem that show how a man never forget a lost love, this poem show the sadness that the man have and the obsession of the memory of the death of this woman.

In this poem any of this two values, citizenship and commitment, they are not applied in this poem. I am going to take citizenship as the first value, the meaning of citizenship is the state of living in a particular area or town and behaving in a way that other people who live there expect of you, so in my personal opinion this value is not applied because I didn’t see any other person behaving in any way or doing something for the man when he was in a big grief for the death of the woman he love, Lenore, for me, citizenship is also to have care, in some way, for others, to pay attention to them and to behavior in an special and good way so that the other person feel that you have some care for them. Another thing that we can see is that never appear any person in this poem that help with the depressed and grief of the man, they never mentioned any person who help to move on or tell them to continue her life as always, so that also has a big implication in the sadness of the man and what he never move on to continue a normal life without getting sad every moment and every time, because he was always sad when he remember the death of the love of her life, so in conclusion of this value, there is applied in this poem of the raven.

Know I am going to talk about the value of commitment, the meaning of this value is a willingness to give your time and energy to something that you believe in, or a promise or firm decision to do something, so in my personal opinion i think that this value is also not applied in this poem because I will think (for example) that the man would be have commitment with herself to move on for the memory of Lenore, or he would try to do something for never would be like that, but I didn’t see anything like that, or anything relate with that value in this poem.

In this poem of Edgar Alan poe, inferring, i would think that the raven would represent like sadness or dead, and that also he would never move on with the memory of Lenore, another important fact is that every time that the man ask them a question or try to talk with the raven, the raven always say “never more” and the man didn’t know what’s that means. In another perspective totally different, we can also say that maybe the raven Came to them to help them to forget the memory of Lenore and move on in her life, but the only thing that the raven says was never more so we can be totally sore that was for that reason.

In conclusion we can’t see this two values in the poem, but we can see how the dead of someone special for a man can affect your mind at the point of never forget them and never move on.

Self-Reliance

Self-Reliance

The beauty of self-reliance lies in its way to send a rather simple yet transcendent message which is that live does not need all these fancy and complicated conformities to live happily. One can live happily with the basic although little things in life this is also compared to two values caring and patience.

Patience is displayed from the very beginning as the author describes his experience of leaving everything he had to live life happily living only with what’s absolutely necessary or as he describes it finding the true meaning of life, he goes to great lengths he as he questions what is truly the purpose of life stating that one must be himself and not be something or someone we are not and that humans greatest mistake is to pretend to be some thing or someone we are not, he also highlights the fact that mankind has become more and more conformist with society not questioning the morality or even the fairness of the situation. Waldo also says that mankind stopped questioning the morality and the rules of society and just be conformist towards the current situation.

Waldo also says that man’s emotion is something passenger, like the wind they come and go, but he goes ahead and question why it’s relevant. He also displays a very accurate quote of what is good and evil, he states that good and evil are merely names, but very rarely does it translate to something concrete or even an action, and I must say that I agree, no matter how you put it the line between good and evil, is often blur black and white become gray so easily.

The author displays a great deal of care towards human kind and showing his preoccupation towards the disgusting conformism that mankind has adopted in the last century, and that one must be unconformity to find what’s wrong with society ask questions, question the establish law, ask yourself how morally grey is our society.

He also displays a sad, but accurate statement in which he declares that all the great thinkers or philosophers had been greatly misunderstood since their ideas to change society were ruined purely due to ignorance thanks to the conformism of the now a day society, or even the one from their time. Socrates, Jesus Aristotle, Plato, four of the greatest thinker’s inventors and philosophers and all suffered the same unfortunate fate misunderstood by society and where branded outcasts and looked down upon just cause of their different ways of thinking.

But definitely the most important if not my favorite point the story tries to prove is that we have lost most of our self-trust since we are afraid of not fitting into society since according to them if you are not like the rest you are not normal, honestly I couldn’t agree more since this is society’s greatest problem is that we try to do anything to fit in even if we know we normally wouldn’t do those sort of things.

And that we have also focused too much on frivolous material things that are inconcecuencial to life its self. The author displays how much he cares and preoccupies for society as a hole and he worries, because he sees that we have become conformist and have stopped caring for creating a truly open and free society, and he displays patience in the sense that he actually took the time to actually write about what he thinks and actually are the greatest flaws of modern day society.    

A Psalm of life / The tide rises, the tide falls

A Psalm of life / The tide rises, the tide falls

Fairness and justice, two values that we need to take care of for our own good. First and foremost we need to know their difference. Fairness is the quality of making judgments that are free from discrimination. Although fairness isn't promised, guaranteed, or even likely. It is a place where all things are treated as equals. Everyone is and can expect to be judged exactly the same. All considerations are taken into account prior to any decision or judgment being made or passed. In its idea, a standard that any individual, family, town, city, state, country or planet can and should strive towards if their interests are in keeping any resemblance of order at all.

When it comes to justice, it is the quality of being just or fair. Justice isn't promised or guaranteed either. It would however be unfair if I said justice was unlikely. I believe justice floats around 50/50 depending on luck and your bankroll. In my opinion justice is the bouncer for fairness. Finally, I think the difference is that fairness is about having a proper perspective and justice is about having the right thing done. Fairness is the quality of making judgments that are free from discrimination. Justice is an action that is morally right and fair. I think the difference is that fairness is about having a proper perspective and justice is about having the right thing done.

In A Psalm of life, the young man, speaking from his heart, refuses to accept that life is “an empty dream”, or that the soul is dead, that is unfair. Instead, he says that life is indeed real and true, and that dead is not the goal of life. We are meant to act and go beyond mere sorrow or happiness, and that is fair. When it comes to justice, there is not much we can say. Our God is a God of justice, that is just the reality.

The tide rises, the tide falls, our second poem. Justice and fairness are both implied to this poem, but justice is implied as a synonym of fairness but on the exact meaning of justice is not because justice is about treating everybody based on their merits or on how good or bad they have been and the message of this poem is about everybody is treat equally in the cycle of life. The cycle of life is not looking for bad people or good people is just following the path of every living thing. We should not discriminate anyone, that is the fair thing to do.

The Devil and Tom's Walker

The Devil and Tom Walker

Trustworthiness and thankfulness. This two values are very related to the story named The Devil and Tom Walker, although at first sight is rarely noticed. You may ask, ¿Are trustworthiness and thankfulness reflected in actions at all? Well, let’t talk about it part by part:

In The Devil an Tom Walker there are 4 characters which could reflect this two values. First I will talk of Tom. Tom and The devil, they show on a weird way this tow values. When Tom accepted The Devil’s deal he trusted in some way The Devil’s “good intention”, although the purpose was to be an evil money lender, and in this action we could also notice the thankfulness, Tom’s thankfulness, because The Devil gave him what he wanted, wealthy. 

Trustworthiness is also noticed when Tom’s wife looks up for the devil, and she trusts that he could make her wishes come true, but we all know that it finished with this hateful woman mysteriously disappearing.

Then we could talk about the people who needed Tom’s help, Tom’s money lending deals. Although the accepted Tom’s deal because of necessity, they trusted Tom, they trusted that they where going to a good place, with a professional, good intended guy, but they faced someone who just made a deal with the devil.

Lastly we could assume that The Devil was thankful, very thankful when he went to take his part of the deal, take Tom’s soul. We all know that lastly tom was trying to regret the deal with The Devil, by been a religious guy, making good actions, but he lied and somehow by lying of his actions, and affronting “Take by The Devil”, this mysterious guy, that we all know as The Devil showed up and took his part.  

The voices

The voices

Dr. Henry was driving to the Psychiatric Center in which he works. He was this evil man that did illegal stuff all the time, he treated his patients as animals, he was just a bad guy. He would deliver some guns to a psychopath that was intern in the Psychiatric Center, something that would surely cost many lives. As he drove by he stopped at the traffic light, then he saw a little kid was wearing all black clothes; the kid was alone on a wheelchair going to an unknown place. Dr. Henry was a little terrified by this kid, there was something wrong with his aura. Although he got little scared by this kid, he was like 10 blocks away from work and Dr. Henry was already late.

When he arrived he immediately was going to deliver the guns to the psychopath, but he was noticed that there was a new patient with a supposed case of schizophrenia. When Dr. Henry saw who it was, he was shocked. The little kid on the wheelchair was entering to a room by himself. Dr. Henry had his bag full of guns when he entered the room where de little kid was placed.

- Hi… ¿What’s your name? – Dr. Henry asked terrified.

The kid just ignored the fact than Dr. Henry was talking to him, while he was just sitting there on his wheelchair staring at everything that was inside the room.

- I would deliver something to another patient, I would come in just a minute. – Dr. Henry told the little kid as he started walking out of the room.

- No… no… no – The little kid whispered while Dr. Henry walked away. - ¡NO... NO... NO! – The kid started screaming when Dr. Henry was getting further.

The door closed by itself and a weird silence erupted from the kid’s room. Then the kid started talking in an unknown language. Doctors said he was just talking with the voices inside his head, nothing weird for a person who suffers schizophrenia.

Dr. Henry gave the psychopath the guns. The next morning, 13 dead people, a massacre in the Psychiatric Center. The psychopath was condemned to execution. Dr. Henry didn´t have any penalty at all, no one knew he was an accomplice in this massive disaster. But there is something, it wasn’t perfect, Dr. Henry then remembered those repetitive words that this kid said when he was with him, something was not right.

After all the investigation, Dr. Henry stayed clean. His next move was entering to the drug business. In the Psychiatric Center many patients suffered addictions from many drugs, Dr. Henry’s mission was to deliver this drugs to them. The patients with this addictions would pay any price just to taste a little bit of whatever cost them to be an intern.

When Dr. Henry had all the drugs inside his bag and he was going to deliver them, he needed to go to the kid’s room first. He was nervous because he knew there was something wrong with this kid.

After a brief protocol data collection, Dr. Henry was going to initiate his mission. Then something evil was coming, the kid stared at Dr. Henry and started crying blood tears.

- Stop… – The kid said with a suffered voice.

- Never – Dr. Henry said as he walked out.

9 patients worsened after relapsing into drugs. People were suffering for Dr. Henry’s greed. He got a lot of money from the drug business, but he wasn’t calmed, he knew he needed to do something about that kid.

Dr. Henry decided to murder the little kid himself, so he made an elaborate plan to stay clean and achieve his goal. At 3:00 am, he took a gun and started walking to the kid’s room, he was prepared to take his life. As he started walking to the kid’s door he heard soft screams all over the corridor, they came from that exact room. He wasn’t ready anymore, he was terrified. Then he opened the door. He saw a room full of flames, magma, darkness, evilness, there was hundreds of dead people in the floor. Lastly in the back of the room there was the kid, sitting in a big throne, wearing black clothes and wearing a king’s black crown. With a blood tear on his eye and with a look full of hate the kid said to Dr. Henry – Welcome to hell. –

My little universe

My little universe

3 divisions, 3 factions, 3 stages... just my little universe. Colombia could be called the first one. Although this place is cursed by a stereotype that is called drugs, narcotrafic and Pablo Escobar it is not our all. We have delicious food, good universities, great musicians, famous actors, legendary writers, amazing athletes and well… not the best politicians, but that’s kind of ok. I hate when outsiders tag us as something we are not. True, we have our past, not the best one, but we are not in it anymore, at least not that massive. I could be wrong, but that’s my Colombia, the one full of good people, full of values, full of nature, with our biodiversity and joyfulness. Our little 1,141,748 km² piece of land where approximately 49 million people are situated is the best place I’ve ever been, and if you ever try to insult and denigrate Colombia, I invite you to see it for yourself as it is, not as people think it is. The following is a personal point of view: I think there is something weird about our women genes, they are the most beautiful ones of planet earth… thanks God, I love you!

We’ve talked about my dear Colombia, our first division, it’s time to talk about the second one, Barranquilla. It’s part of what I call my little universe, it’s part of my existence, part of me. Barranquilla is a really hot place, it seems to be summer everytime! That’s kind of frustrating, I want snow, I really want some snow! But I just fell a brief wind… sad. We have many people from many different cultures, appearances and personalities, that’s why you get to know the definition of the following word: Unique. We find diversity of food, parks, malls, buildings, streets, you find many kind of things. You could watch the Selección Colombia in the Estadio Metropolitano Roberto Meléndez, or the worst/best soccer club, Club Deportivo Popular Junior, also called: El Tiburón, Los Rojiblancos, Los Curramberos or Tu Papá. In Barranquilla, also called Puerta De Oro De Colombia you can go to the movies, to play any sport, there are parks with different sport fields. Even though Barranquilla is a small place, it is full of unity between people, and has the best school, Lyndon B. In comparison with other Colombian departments, although we are small, we are the best.

Now, the end, the final one, the final place, the final division. My neighborhood is placed in Barranquilla, Colombia. On a very central location where everyone and everything is near my home resides. I have many malls nearby, also some restaurants, my friends homes, different parks, churches, supermarkets, hospitals, sport fields, many schools, you find every kind of stuff nearby, I love that. I consider my neighborhood as the best one. My neighbors are very united, so there are no problems, fights or discussions; I have good relationships, clean streets, beautiful views of the city, every kind of people, I have everything I could ask for. My favorite place is the soccer field that’s near my home, I always play there with my close friends, having a good time, and doing a sport, that means i’m not losing my time doing any stupid and unuseful activity. I’ve grown here, I’ve laugh, cry, live, and died in here. I spend time with my family in there, as everything is nearby we don’t have to travel large distances to do something fun, and my family members are nearby too. Now you’ve heard the 3 divisions of what I love to call: My little universe.

My life

My life

My name is Jose Soto. I´m a 15 years old child born in Barranquilla, Colombia. I´m currently a junior at LBJ School. I´m the third of 5 brothers. Finally I hope to be a psychologist.

I like “different” things. I know it sounds kind of weird when you consider yourself different, but in my 15 years I’ve only seen few people of my age whose likes are like mine, I can count them with only one hand, literally.

I´m passionate about the best sport ever created, soccer. Another one of my likes is music, especially when I sing, or when I play the piano. I love writing, romance writing; it could be a poem or a story, I just love writing about it. Finally the main reason why I want to be a psychologist, I find happiness helping people, I find satisfaction knowing that I´m influential in an improvement process.

My most important goal, the one and only that I wish wouldn´t be taken from me is love. I hope to get married and have many children, to last with her for the rest of my days. Kind of weird to think about that this young, but that´s what my heart desires.