Hold not your manhood so cheap upon this St. Crispin's day.

I can remember when I first heard this speech.....my skin tingled. I would never hold myself cheap but would stand amongst those who are willing to stand and be counted. I was a soldier once... and young. Those that stand ready to fight protect those that enjoy the luxury of civil disobedience. To have the freedom to walk the wilds of America is a freedom happily enjoyed by even the most lowly of men. It is a freedom that was paid by those willing to fight by blood and bone. Those that fight by word and deed are as well to be admired but the less are those that have not shed blood.
Shakespeare's " Henry 5th" Act 4
That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse; We would not die in that man's company that fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is call'd the feast of Crispian. He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd, and rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, and say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.' Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, and say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.' Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot but he'll remember, with advantages, what feats he did that day. Then shall our names, familiar in his mouth as household words- Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter, Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester- Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red. This story shall the good man teach his son; and Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, but we in it shall be remembered- We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; for he to-day that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition; and gentlemen in England now-a-bed shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day

Honesty

Edwin Rodriguez

English 16

Professor McCormick

Journal Entry

In this reading of Henry David Thoreau's, "Resistance to Civil Government" there was a sense of comradery and freedom. He has very expressive thoughts towards America especially our government. When reading this very unique essay I can see his individuality as clear as glass. One perfect example is when Thoreau writes in his opening paragraph about the government. He states:

I heartly - 'That government is best which governs least'; and I should like to see it acted up to more rapidly and systematically. Carried out, it finally amounts to this, which also I believe ,- 'That government is best which governs not at all"; and when men are prepared for it, that will be the kind of government which they will have. Government is at best but an expedient; but most goverments are usually, and all governments are sometimes, inexpedient. (Thoreau)

I honestly can say that I commend Thoreau for is indiviuality to display the universal truth. He is bold for saying most of what he says and how he feels. He reminds me of of an earlier author we've read about, Micheal Moore in his essay, "Idiot Nation." they both are very blunt and honest in their own way. Now they both have me wanting to read more of their works.

Kid Rock

This is just to point out that the sexism is not limited to any ethnic group but it is across the board with in all music
SEX SELLS and everybody is buying..........


SO HOT
by Kid Rock
You got a body like the devil and you smell like sex
I can tell you're trouble but I'm still obsessed

[Chorus:]
Because you know you're so hot, I want to get you alone
So hot, I wanna get you stoned
So hot, I don't want to be your friend
I want to fuck you like I'm never gonna see you again
....Yeah.....C'mon....Yeah

You're like the kiss of death, like the hand of fate
I can tell you're trouble but I still want a taste

[Chorus x2]

Because you're so hot I want to get you alone
I want to get you stoned
I don't want to be your friend
I want to fuck you like I'm never gonna see you again

See you again
See you again

"Crank Dat Dance"

[Chorus: x2]
Soulja Boy Off In This Hoe
Watch me Crank It
Watch me Roll
Watch me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
Then Super Man Dat Hoe
Now, Watch me You....
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now, Watch me You....
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now, Watch me You....
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now, Watch me You....
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)

[Verse 1:]
Soulja Boy Off In This Hoe
Watch me Lean And Watch Me Rock?
Super Man Dat Hoe
Then Watch me Crank Dat Robocop?
Super Fresh, Now Watch Me Jock
Jocking On Them Haterz Man
When I Do Dat Soulja Boy
I Lean To The Left And Crank Dat Dance
(Now You)
I'm Jocking On Yo Bitch Ass
And If We Get The Fightin
Then I'm Cocking On Your Bitch
You Catch Me At Yo Local Party
Yes I Crank It Everyday
Haterz Get Mad Cuz
"I Got Me Some Bathin Apes"

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
I'm Bouncin On My Toe
Why Me Super Soak Dat Hoe
I'ma Pass It To Arab
Then He Gon Pass It To The Low (Low)
Haterz Wanna Be Me
Soulja Boy, I'm The Man
They Be Lookin At My Neck
Sayin Its The Rubberband Man (Man)
Why me Do It (Watch Me Do It)
Dance (Dance)
Let Get To It (Let Get To It)
Nope, You Can't Do It Like Me
Hoe, So Don't Do It Like Me
Folk, I See You Tryna Do It Like Me
Man That Shit Was Ugly

[Chorus x4]

i guess this is the lyrics that comes to mind

FLO-RIDA LYRICS"Low"(feat. T-Pain)
[Intro - T-Pain]MmmmmmmmLet me talk to 'emLet me talk to 'emMmmmmmmLet me talk to 'emC'mon!
[Chorus (T-Pain):]Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)Boots with the fur (with the fur)The whole club was looking at herShe hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, lowThem baggy sweat pantsAnd the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey)She hit the floor (she hit the floor)Next thing you knowShawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

[Flo-Rida]I ain't never seen something that'll make me goThis crazy all night spending my doeHad the million dollar vibe and a body to goThem birthday cakes they stole the showSo sexualShe was flexible professionalDrinking X&OHold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think? WhoaDid her thing seen shawty get lowAin't the same when it's up that closeMake it rain I'm making it snowWork the pole I gotta bang broI'm gonna say that I prefer the no clothesI'm in to that I love women exposedShe threw it back at me I gave her moCash ain't a problem I know where it go

[Chorus (T-Pain)]

[Flo-Rida]Hey shawty what I gotta do to get you homeMy jeans filled with guap and they're ready for showingCadillacs laid back for the sexy grownPatron on the rocks that'll make you moanOne stack (come on), two stacks (come on), three stacks (come on)Now that's three grandWhat you think I'm playing baby girl I'm the manI'm dealing rubberbandsThat's when I threw her legs on my shouldersI knew it was overThat heny and Cola got me like a soldierShe ready for Rover, I couldn't control herSo lucky on me I was just like cloverShawty was hot like a toasterSorry but I had to fold herLike a pornography posterShe showed her

[Chorus (T-Pain)]

[Flo-Rida]Whoa shawty yeah she was worth the moneyLittle mama took my cashAnd I ain't want it backThe way she bent that backGot all them paper stacksTattoo above her crackI had to handle thatI was zoned in sexy womanLet me show it make me want itTwo in the morning I'm zoned inThem rosee bottles foamingShe wouldn't stopMade it dropShawty dipped that pop and lockHad to break her off that guapGal was fine just like my glock

[Chorus (T-Pain)]

Storys I heard...................

My Great Aunt Hess, Hester Brooks my grandma's sister was a sweet woman of the kindest sort. Whenever family from up north came visiting she would cook, this led to a local family gathering. My Aunt Hess like many women from my Gran Ma's family was a good cook so everyone looked forward to company from up north.
I was a yungin when I first went down there,bout Ten years old but it was a time that I would most remember. I can still feel the heat coming off the plate of biscuits covered with butter and strap molasses. I was sitting in the kitchen by the stove. the women of my family were cooking and talking of times pasts......The time Annie May married that man from Chicago, " Lord knows, that child was a wild one" they spoke of the many things rumored that happen with Annie May.......her wild and wanton ways as a young hellion. As my Grand Ma would say " Goin to hell in a hand basket". "Good thing that Man married her", one of my older cousins said
My Cousin Aisha came into the room and the women came quiet....My aunt Hess said " Hey Annie May you do still eat me don't you", she replied " Yes of course Aunt Hess, I am a Muslim not Vegetarian"
I did not know my cousin Aisha was this Annie May they were talking about this wild woman. My cousin Aisha was a soft spoken and kind modest Muslim woman, she was married to Uncle Robert a follower of Elijah Muhammad, a Black Muslim, he was stern and strict. Uncle seldom smiled and never joked always talking about the struggle and stuff beyond the mind of a Ten year old boy....But my cousin Aisha was alway nice to me

Lyrics

EMINEM LYRICS"Superman"(feat. Dina Rea)[Girls voice is Dina Rea][Intro]OoooohYou high babyYeahYa'Talk to meYou want me to tell you somethingUh-huhI know what you want to hear...[Chorus A]Cause, I know you want me baby, I think I want you too"I think I love you baby", I think I love you tooI'm here to save you girl, come be in Shady's worldI want to grow together, let's let our love unfurlYou know you want me baby, you know I want you tooThey call me superman, i'm here to rescue youI want to save you girl, come be in Shady's world"Ooooh boy you drive me crazy", bitch you make me hurl...[Verse 1]They call me superman, leap tall hoes in a single boundI'm single now, got no ring on this finger nowI'd never let another chick bring me down, in a relationshipSave it bitch, babysit, you make me sickSuperman ain't savin' shit, girl you can jump on Shady's dickStraight from the hip, cut to the chase, I tell a muthafuckin' slut, to her facePlay no games, say no names, ever since I broke up with what's her faceI'm a different man, kiss my ass, kiss my lips, bitch why askKiss my dick, get my cash, i'd rather have you whip my assDon't put out, i'll put you out, won't get out, i'll push you outPuss blew out, poppin' shit, wouldn't piss on fire to put you outAm I too nice, buy you ice, bitch if you died, I wouldn't buy you lifeWhat you tryin' to be my new wife, what you Mariah, fly through twice...[Prechorus]But I do know one thing though, bitches, they come they goSaturday through Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday yo'Maybe i'll love you one day, maybe we'll someday growTill then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway ho'...[Chorus B]Cause I can't be your SupermanCan't be your SupermanCan't be your SupermanCan't be your SupermanI can't be your SupermanCan't be your SupermanCan't be your SupermanYour Superman, your Superman...[Verse 2]Don't get me wrong, I love these ho'sIt's no secret, everybody knowsYeah we fucked, bitch so what, that's about as far as your buddy goesWe'll be friends, i'll call you again, i'll chase you around every bar you attendNever know what kind of car i'll be in, we'll see how much you'll be partying thenYou don't want that, neither do I, I don't want to flip when I see you with guysToo much pride, between you and INot a jealous man, but females lieBut I guess that's just what sluts do, how could it ever be just us twoI'd never love you enough to trust you, we just met and I just fucked you...[Prechorus][Chorus A / Chorus B][Verse 3]First thing you say, "I'm not fazed, I hang around big stars all dayI don't see what the big deal is anywaysYou're just plain old Marshall to me"Ooh ya' girl run that game"Hailie Jade, I love that name, love that tatoo, what's that say""Rot in pieces, uh, that's great"First off you don't know Marshall, at all so don't grow partialThat's ammo for my arsenal, i'll slap you off that barstoolThere goes another lawsuit, leave handprints all across youGood Lordy whoadie, you must be gone off that water bottleYou want what you can't have, ooh girl that's too damn badDon't touch what you can't grab, end up with two backhandsPut anthrax on a tampax, and slap you till you can't standGirl you just blew your chance, don't mean to ruin your plans...



Even though this song is ver old, I think this is a great example of what Morgan was saying in her article, they are maybe just expressing themselves through their music. it seems in this song that he has been hurt and doesn't want to go through it again. It seems that in some of their songs they are just expressing an anger that they have, which can sometimes be a good thing, instead of them doing other things that would lead them to jail or dead!! I, like Morgan, think that is not that big of deal!

Massari - Inta Hayati lyrics
Artist: Massari lyrics
Album: Massari
Year: 2005
Title: Inta Hayati


[Verse 1]
I wanna tell you how i feel
And let you know it.
First time I seen you girl,
I swear that you was glowin.
I wanna let you know,
With me you’re not alone.
So let it go and let it go,
To where it’s going.


Chorus – Translated from Arabic - x2]
Inta Hayati,(You are my life)
Inta Habibi.(You are my love)
Min awil nazra(from the very second)
Wsourti Nasibi.(You became my destiny)





I like these two verses of this song because the singer used the correct word choice into expressing himself. He didn’t portray women in a negative way, nor did he use any degrading names. In addition, his message was fully understood.

Life Is Like A Watermelon


Life is like a watermelon
The outer layer is predictable and nicely seen
However, the inner layer can either be sweet or bitter
Life is like a watermelon
People follow the predictable paths of others
However, these paths don’t always end with the same sweet outcome
Life is like a watermelon
By: Nada Alkhatib

Girl Journal

Eduardo Sanchez


In this reading Kincaid writes about basically what her mother expected her to do and not to do, mainly in order for her not to become a "slut". I think that this reading mainly speaks to young adults like us growing up and becoming a reflection of what our parents taught us. I think that everyone remembers a time when our parents would nag and tell us what to do, this was mainly their way of telling us how to be good people and do what is expected of us. I remember when I was growing up as a kid, my parents would always tell me how to dress and how to behave around people, and what was right and wrong. I usually got annoyed with this, and I even stopped caring around my teen years. I didn't care what people thought of me and I would tell myself "they don't know me, so its none of their business what I do or how I act". Then when I matured more I realized that despite the fact that part of that was true, how you act always leaves an impression of you on people, and even though judging people you don't know is wrong, it happens. People can also judge my parents as well and think that they did a horrible job raising me, so its important to maintain a good impression of yourself when around people that you don't know, even if they aren't such good people themselves. Despite everything acting appropriately doesn't mean that you have to change who you are and what you believe in, it just means you want to be a good person and let people believe that you are. And Being a good person is one of the most important lessons your parents can teach you, because it is something that you remember for the rest of your life.

A girl point of view>>>>

The essay "Girl" is very interesting nad it speaks the truth. I think Kincaid is a very strong writer, she is stern and believes what she says. In the essay, the mother is the primary speaker, based on the volume of her comments, but it is clear that the daughter is the protagonist; the story is written in such a way that the reader responds along with daughter to the mother's comments, which take the form of a series of lessons; the point of the lessons, according to the mother, is to teach her daughter to behave properly and not to act, as she terms it, like a slut. Each series of orders concludes with a follow-up question or negative statement in which the mother shows her disapproval toward her daughter.
The mother continues to show her daughter how to do things. The part that caught my eye the most, was when she mentioned " like a slut". I thought was deep, and it also shows how she doesn't want her daughter to be. I don't think any mother wants their daughter to be a slut. I like the fact the writer said it like it is, their was no holding back to what was on her mind, and I respect her for that.

Mother's Love


"Mother," she said, looking down at the older woman who sat in the wheelchair. She ignored the other residents of the nursing home around them. "Mother, I know now. I understand."

The woman looked up and smiled at her. "Sonya, it's always so good to see you," she said.

"Why didn't you tell me what you were doing?" asked Sonya. She dropped into a chair beside the wheelchair, so that she and her mother could be on the same level. "All these years, and you never told me."

"I don't know what you're talking about," said the older woman. "How is your job going? Were you promoted, as you wanted to be?"

"I don't want to talk about my job. I want to talk to you about what you've done to make me successful."

"I didn't do anything. You've done it all. All the education, all the hard work--"

"No!" Sonya stood up again, unable to keep still. "You've been doing it all! When I was in high school and I said I needed help with the higher level math courses, because I couldn't figure any of it out, you said I shouldn't worry."

"You did fine," said her mother.

"Yes! Because you gave me your math ability! After that, you couldn't even balance your checkbook, remember?"

She shrugged. "When people get older, they start to slow down."

"You had a graduate degree in mathematics. You were a brilliant teacher. But after I started doing well in high school math, you lost all your abilities. Tell me it was a coincidence!"
"Darling, you're upset. Probably too much stress."

"No! No! I can't stand taking from you anymore! I never wanted to go to grad school for that MBA. I never had the ambition. But you did. You had more ambition than ten women! Until I needed it, and then--then suddenly I burned with the desire to prove myself and you--you gave up. That's when you started working at the supermarket."

"I wanted a lower stress job."
"
I told you I was lonely but I thought I would never find anyone who would want to marry me, and then suddenly Bob turned into the most committed man I could ever imagine, and Dad suddenly lost interest in you and wandered off with that stupid woman across the street."

"Now surely you're not saying I'm responsible for your father's failings, are you?" asked her mother, smiling weakly.

"I'm saying you gave up your own desirability, to give it to me! At tremendous cost to you! But that wasn't all, either, was it?"

"Sonya, you really shouldn't get yourself worked up this way. It can't be good for you."

"And then," Sonya continued, ignoring the older woman, "when I needed that extra energy to do all the work I had to do in my first executive position, suddenly I had the energy I needed, and you could barely drag yourself out of bed in the morning!"

"I just wanted to see you succeed."

"Why?" Sonya dropped down on her knees in front of her mother's wheelchair, clutching her mother's frail hands. "Why did you do all this to yourself? Why? I'm not worth it, Mom! No success I've had in my life is worth what you've done to yourself, for me!"

"Oh," said her mother, stroking Sonya's hair, "you're wrong about that. Everything I did, everything I gave up, was worth it because of you, of what you've made of yourself."

"Mom, Mom, please, I'm begging you, take it back. I don't want my success on these terms! I don't want to see you grow more and more frail, more and more helpless, just so that I can grow stronger and richer and more famous!"

"What's holding you back now?" asked her mother. "Why didn't you get the promotion?"

"I'm not going to tell you! Aren't you listening to me? I don't want you to do more to yourself for me!"
Her mother looked down at her for a few seconds, and then nodded. "Ah, yes, I see. I understand, dear. You're almost there, aren't you? You just need a little more, just a tad more strength, but it's all right. You're going to get it, don't worry."

Sonya raised her head, horrified. "No, Mom! I told you, I don't want it! Don't - whatever you're going to do, don't do it!"

Her mother's head snapped backwards, and her eyes rolled in her head. Sonya, horrified, clutched at her mother's wrist. The pulse was barely discernible. Sonya screamed, and the personnel at the nursing home rushed toward them.

But before they arrived, her mother's eyes opened for a second, and for the last time, Sonya saw the intelligence she always remembered in her mother. "Have a daughter," her mother breathed. "Do it for her."

By Nora M. Mulligan

Extra Credit

We Wear the Mask

We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,--
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.

Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.

We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
By: Paul Laurence Dunbar

Does anyone want to title our collaboration?

English 16 – Spring 2008
“Girl” Exercise
April 7, 2008

This is how you tie your shoes; this is how you walk; walk, don’t run; this is how you eat; this is what you can eat; this is what you can’t eat; this is what you can do; this is what you can’t do; you have to go to school; you have to study for school; you have to pass; respect your elders; don’t talk back; always pray; have respect for people; do not cause problems; don’t sit with your legs open; don’t talk back to an adult; don’t eat on the train; comb your hair before you leave the bathroom; brush your teeth before you go to bed; take a bath before you go to bed; wash your face after you wake up; please put your dirty cloths in the hamper; pray before you go to bed; I am trying to prepare you for life; write your homework down before you leave that school; put lotion on after you take a shower; don’t talk to strangers; don’t be so hard-headed; get good grades in school; these are the responsibilities of life; don’t go to bed without washing the dirt off your body first; don’t talk back to people of authority; make sure you put out your cloths before you go to bed; remember to always treat people with respect; you can’t have a boyfriend until 16; stop being so demanding; never give in to peer pressure; you must be in the house before the porch lights come on; never leave the house with tired eyes; a man only goes as far as you allow him to; don’t let your friends mislead you; always do your best in life, so you don’t have to depend on no one; always respect your elders, even if they are wrong; don’t fall in love…until you finish school; have respect for yourself; don’t slurp your drink when it’s about to finish; use one arm at the dinner table; elbows off the table; don’t talk back to adults; sit properly at the dinner table; don’t slouch, stand up straight; clean your plate, don’t play with your food; stay focused; be faithful to God; make sure the cleanest places in the house are the kitchen and bathroom; in the winter, always leave the window cracked, so air can escape and some fresh air can get in; never eat with your mouth full; always do well in school; always look both ways before crossing the street; don’t sleep in church; don’t play with knives, don’t play with food; don’t fight with others; don’t curse at your elders; don’t run in the streets; don’t put your elbows on the dinner table; don’t listen to that music; don’t forget to feed the dog and give her a bath; brush your teeth before you go to bed; always say good morning when you see someone in the morning; tie your shoes; study for your tests; you need to stop wearing the color purple it is not safe; don’t go to the Jungles for any reason; stay out of the Compton Swap Meet; wrap it up; don’t laugh loud; don’t be on the phone when it is dinner time; don’t wear tight cloths to go to church; don’t be late at school; always be nice to teachers; always wash your hands; achieve past the highest of your ability; don’t speak if you are not spoken to; respect your elders; don’t be a follower, always be the leader; if someone hits you, hit them back; never let a man empower a woman, always take a stand; wipe the table this way; don’t put too much make up on; gain weight; hurry up; sleep early; go study; “seek knowledge from the cradle to the grave…even unto China”; never bring dishonor to your house; remember who you are and act like it; always listen to others, you will learn more with your mouth closed and your ears open.

April 2, 2008

I just wanted to comment on today's class. I think that the trivia game for Into the Wild went really well and I think that everyone had a great contribution to making this happen! John really enjoyed sitting in and he thanks you all. As a traveller of the Alaskan interior, I think having John as a guest speaker might be a great class to add. I will see if he has any time to spare for us.



After class he began telling me some stories about his travels and adventures in the bush. Never before would I have thought polar bears and caribou were mean and aggressive animals, until he told me the story of his close encounters! I think you would all appreciate an in-person account of the Alaskan interior. We'll see if I can make this happen for us!

Bring in your final papers on Friday! I will have them graded and returned to you by next week!