{"id":218,"date":"2019-06-07T14:15:22","date_gmt":"2019-06-07T18:15:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nhvweb.net\/nhhs\/english\/pride-in-our-writers-showcase\/pride-in-our-writers-showcase-personal-narratives-2\/"},"modified":"2019-06-10T11:17:35","modified_gmt":"2019-06-10T15:17:35","slug":"pride-in-our-writers-showcase-expository-literary-analysis","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.nhvweb.net\/nhhs\/english\/pride-in-our-writers-showcase\/pride-in-our-writers-showcase-expository-literary-analysis\/","title":{"rendered":"Pride in our Writers Showcase &#8211; Expository and Literary Analysis"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nhvweb.net\/nhhs\/english\/files\/2019\/03\/Lion-writing.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-thumbnail wp-image-161 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.nhvweb.net\/nhhs\/english\/files\/2019\/03\/Lion-writing-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a><\/h3>\n<table style=\"width: 100%; border-collapse: collapse; border-color: #085712; border-style: solid; background-color: #;\" border=\"1\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"width: 50%; background-color: #f7f5df;\" colspan=\"2\">\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><span style=\"color: #008000; text-decoration: underline;\">EXPOSITORY AND LITERARY ANALYSIS &#8211; June 2019<\/span><\/span><\/h3>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"width: 50%; vertical-align: top;\">\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>&#8220;To a Mouse&#8221;<\/em> Explicitation Paper<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">by Alex Dietz (&#8217;20)<\/h4>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Throughout Robert Burns\u2019 \u201cTo a Mouse\u201d, heartfelt vocabulary and an empathetic tone are used to convey remorse and contemplation about the disparity among not-so-different members of nature. This poem outlines the tragic destruction of a mouse\u2019s home, and captures the reaction of the farmer who unwittingly causes this hardship. What starts as a surface level apology digresses into a more pensive monologue about the state of humanity and the trials that all living creatures face. In the second stanza, the farmer offers his first apology to the mouse, and introduces the idea that mice and humans are not that different after all. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/document\/d\/1xk4QtPAP7br0fD1z9ofw-F9fkA5jNEkfR-vO4T8KzfA\/edit?usp=sharing\"><strong>Click to continue reading&#8230;<\/strong><\/a><\/td>\n<td style=\"width: 50%; vertical-align: top;\">\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>&#8220;Layers of Conflict&#8221;<\/em><\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">by Rylee McKinney (&#8217;20)<\/h4>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Cold beaten eggs, cups of dense flower, and hours of arm-cramping mixing produce a wondrous stacked palace, carefully decorated with smooth white frosting and topped with illustrious piped flowers. The internal appearance, although undercooked, is shielded by the beautiful exterior. Blinding its critics from the dull innards in the form of an elaborate cake, beauty is recognized over quality. Only when the cake is cut, does the unbaked batter spill out showing its imperfections. This metaphorical cake symbolizes more than a laborious task, as the cake symbolizes today\u2019s society. Like a cake, people often mask their internal struggles with a smooth white frosting and illustrious piped flowers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/document\/d\/1v3n7qHqwMzFSXYULOuq5T44d2nqZGraeIntoF8UNnYM\/edit?usp=sharing\"><strong>Click to continue reading&#8230;<\/strong><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"width: 50%; background-color: #f7f5df; vertical-align: top;\">\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">Poetry One-Pager<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">by Trevor Wise (&#8217;19)<\/h4>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As if people don\u2019t have a right to remember. Even with her blood boiling, Nikki Giovanni is composed when she counters those who disrespect her celebration of heritage. In spite of the tensions present, Giovanni placates the situation. Instead of mimicking the coolness of her opposition, she \u201cwarms the earth\u201d and our hearts. After all, she is planting the seeds of tolerance. The frail exterior of a seedling cannot withstand brutal conditions, and that is why she must \u201cencourage [it]\u201d. She speaks with a striking calmness that resonates with the reader, under circumstances where fiery diction would be excusable. <\/span>Through a carefully chosen example, Giovanni proves that compassion will always grow to overshadow the callous.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/document\/d\/1RScPALHUiLBWT784SyFOxAh7_FId68KbF50QTEJru30\/edit?usp=sharing\"><strong>Click to continue reading&#8230;<\/strong><\/a><\/td>\n<td style=\"width: 50%; background-color: #f7f5df; vertical-align: top;\">\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">Poetry One-Pager: Robert Browning<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">by Kayla Solino (&#8217;19)<\/h4>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Victorian England is best characterized by all that is prim, proper, and poised. In a time draped in opulent luxuries for the rich and barren necessities for the poor, the structure of the Victorian Era allowed for massive chasms between the wealthy and the working class, the young and the old, and of course, undoubtedly the man and the woman. Here women wore tight corsets, couldn\u2019t speak up to a man, and participated in tea as one of their only noteworthy responsibilities. They were dolls, dressed up and made pretty and paraded around on the hips of men like prizes. Much of these prominent Victorian ideas are reflected in art, literature, and the social structure of the time. <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The Victorian mores poet Robert Browning uses to frame his writing set up a traditional relationship between the sexes, in which men have power over women, and to explore the consequences of that power when it is unchecked and uncontrolled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/document\/d\/1oCMDRCK27fuvrrEvYMY76jqazDJA5LXYe9blobij47k\/edit?usp=sharing\"><strong>Click to continue reading&#8230;<\/strong><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"width: 50%; vertical-align: top;\">\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">Poetry One-Pager: Sharon Olds<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">by Hope Simpson (&#8217;19)<\/h4>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">For those of us who have been on a subway, even just once, the sardine closeness of the experience is not easily forgotten. If the discomfort is put on hold, just for a second, something else shines through the subway tunnel too. Everyone rides the subway- lower class kids on their way to school, Wall street brokers who know how to swindle <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">within <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">the law, tourists who\u2019ve never taken the train before, politicians, etc. Within this boxed in structure there is a lot to look at; in fact there is little else to do besides stare at your fellow travels as you zoom to you destination<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. In Sharon Olds\u2019 poem \u201cOn the Subway\u201d, using imagery the persona of a white subway rider conveys the sharp racial contrast between her and another passenger. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/document\/d\/1RgKff7ePfZsQiUbBZkp0M63if9dwp7rtjDBn8BkieQM\/edit?usp=sharing\"><strong>Click to continue reading&#8230;<\/strong><\/a><\/td>\n<td style=\"width: 50%; vertical-align: top;\">\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">Timed AP Essay: Alice Walker&#8217;s <em>&#8220;The Flowers&#8221;<\/em><\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">by Gwen Bernick (&#8217;19)<\/h4>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Post-civil war, most ex-slaves continued farm work for little pay on the same plantations with the same white bosses that they had before they were \u201cfreed\u201d. They called it something different, and they housed workers somewhere different, but nothing really was different. <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alice Walker explores these themes of abandoned promise, racism, and the poignant, blinding trudge of time in the progression of her short story \u201cThe Flowers.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/document\/d\/1ou3IFw0Mx-2be6HccGID8Bg3wysOZiVtNtk1IS1AB6I\/edit?usp=sharing\"><strong>Click to continue reading&#8230;<\/strong><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"width: 50%; background-color: #f7f5df; vertical-align: top;\">\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">Timed AP Essay: Revolutionary Road<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">by Nick Paulter (&#8217;19)<\/h4>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In cinema, many times it is not the words the actors say, themselves, that convey the significance of a scene to the audience: it is the lighting, the scenery, or the soundtrack that do this. In a book, however, the reader is not presented with the same luxuries as a person viewing a film. What they do have is narration, a detailed description of what is going on at that particular moment, in that particular place. A good narration can make a significant difference in the way a reader perceives a scene, especially one as intricate as this. In chapter eight of <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Revolutionary Road, <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yates uses a vast arsenal of literary techniques, such as internal monologues and irony, combined with his detailed narration of events in order to enhance to tragicness of April\u2019s death.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/document\/d\/1A1Ng9i_6jYLiEzlW7wTioBHRLmK9pJ_DL_AFAJr2JPQ\/edit?usp=sharing\"><strong>Click to continue reading&#8230;<\/strong><\/a><\/td>\n<td style=\"width: 50%; background-color: #f7f5df; vertical-align: top;\">\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">Timed AP Essay: Sharon Olds&#8217; <em>&#8220;On the Subway&#8221;<\/em><\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">by Kateryna Voznyuk (&#8217;19)<\/h4>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In the polarizing environment of a subway car, Sharon Olds comes to realize the contrasting, unnerving power of the black boy across from her, birthed from the social enforcement of the racial imbalance between blacks and whites. <\/span>In her poem, \u201cOn the Subway\u201d, Olds\u2019 use of imagery in reference to their appearances and the racial tensions that existed during slavery times enforces the idea that they have become symbols of the modern racial conflict.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/document\/d\/14SvTwGRQPEQAB3YkZ9SqdwtRieu90m0EjTJ3FxOoD0I\/edit?usp=sharing\"><strong>Click to continue reading&#8230;<\/strong><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>EXPOSITORY AND LITERARY ANALYSIS &#8211; June 2019 &#8220;To a Mouse&#8221; Explicitation Paper by Alex Dietz (&#8217;20) &nbsp; Throughout Robert Burns\u2019 \u201cTo a Mouse\u201d, heartfelt vocabulary and an empathetic tone are used to convey remorse and contemplation about the disparity among not-so-different members of nature. 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