Aaron Jacoby
English 2367 at 1:30
12/07/2017
Part One: The poem that caught my interest the most was "In Your Small Dream". To me, he poem was about feeling trapped and helpless. Even when trying to help others, you feel helpless. I especially feel this in this part of the poem: ""Get out. The wind is on its way." The old men frown." I really felt related to this poem because it can be so true. Some people don't want help and no matter how much you do for someone, none of it matters.
Part Two: My dream for myself is to actually follow my dreams in themselves. I have always wanted to be rich and it has clouded my vision of finding what I truly want to do. This semester has helped to show me that I should focus on things that will truly make me happy. I know for sure that I want to travel a lot in my life and whatever I do will involve that somehow. I want to learn patience, but the right kind of patience. Not the "sit around and wait for something to happen" kind of patience. I want to learn how to try things out and be patient when they don't work the way I want them to. I want to learn how to stay positive about my life even if I don't have a plan for my career. I want the courage to try something even when it sounds unrealistic. I want to learn how to climb and appreciate the climb of the mountain(of life) rather than just focusing on the peak. Life is a giant series of processes, and my dream is to learn how to navigate them while being happy.
Part Three: I would really like to see our country get away from greed. America's dream has turned into being rich without caring what happens to anyone but themselves. People put so much value on objects and treat objects better than they do people. I want this to change. I want people to value their interactions with people more and to treat people better. I want people to get off social media and go do something meaningful.
Thursday, December 7, 2017
Last Journal -Cameron Ward
Part One:
The dream poem that initially caught my attention the most was the poem titled, In Your War Dream. It was different from the other poems, in that it was about a bomber crew having to fly 35 missions over enemy territory and enemy countries. All the other poems were fish themed, for some reason. I liked how he describes the countries and the land. "The orange one ahead looks cold. The purple one north of that is the one you must bomb." Up in the sky there is no politics, or diplomatic relations. All the land is more or less the same. No borders or anything.
Part Two:
Over the summer I helped out a friend of mine with his biplane ride business. He would travel to fly-ins and festivals with room to land a plane all over the state and he would give rides in his vintage 1930s biplane. He would give me a call when he needed me to help him out and I would get in my plane and fly over to wherever he was in my own plane. I absolutely loved doing it for him. This inspired me to think about doing my own biplane rides service when I get older. Now, my friend doesn't do his biplane rides business as his full time job. He's also a captain for Net Jets, a private jet charter company. I know that I would have to work hard to even begin to think rationally about opening up my own business. That's why I'm in college, to learn the necessary skills needed to succeed at my career and earn the money to finance my dreams.
Part Three:
I could get all sentimental here and spout cliches about how I want world peace and how everybody should just love each other and get along with each other. But I think more compartmentalized on these kinds of topics. I think a dream for my neighborhood is more realistic. I hardly even know my neighbors. I am not a hundred percent sure what the name is of the people who live across the street from me, the house with the two dogs in the fenced in backyard that always bark at me while I mow the lawn. I would really like to get to know my neighbors better. We are a neighborhood isolated from each other. Humans are social animals. We crave connection. I think that bringing my neighborhood together would help our community.
The dream poem that initially caught my attention the most was the poem titled, In Your War Dream. It was different from the other poems, in that it was about a bomber crew having to fly 35 missions over enemy territory and enemy countries. All the other poems were fish themed, for some reason. I liked how he describes the countries and the land. "The orange one ahead looks cold. The purple one north of that is the one you must bomb." Up in the sky there is no politics, or diplomatic relations. All the land is more or less the same. No borders or anything.
Part Two:
Over the summer I helped out a friend of mine with his biplane ride business. He would travel to fly-ins and festivals with room to land a plane all over the state and he would give rides in his vintage 1930s biplane. He would give me a call when he needed me to help him out and I would get in my plane and fly over to wherever he was in my own plane. I absolutely loved doing it for him. This inspired me to think about doing my own biplane rides service when I get older. Now, my friend doesn't do his biplane rides business as his full time job. He's also a captain for Net Jets, a private jet charter company. I know that I would have to work hard to even begin to think rationally about opening up my own business. That's why I'm in college, to learn the necessary skills needed to succeed at my career and earn the money to finance my dreams.
Part Three:
I could get all sentimental here and spout cliches about how I want world peace and how everybody should just love each other and get along with each other. But I think more compartmentalized on these kinds of topics. I think a dream for my neighborhood is more realistic. I hardly even know my neighbors. I am not a hundred percent sure what the name is of the people who live across the street from me, the house with the two dogs in the fenced in backyard that always bark at me while I mow the lawn. I would really like to get to know my neighbors better. We are a neighborhood isolated from each other. Humans are social animals. We crave connection. I think that bringing my neighborhood together would help our community.
Wednesday, December 6, 2017
Last journal from Charles Robinson
Part One:
I would say that Hugo's war dream held my attention the most. While not as estoteric as the wild dream, parts of this poem perplexed me, such as when Hugo wrote,"Inside old women bake bread. They yell, 'Return to the base.'". What do the old women signify in the dream? Why are they baking bread? On the other hand other parts of this poem make sense and are relatable, such as the choking on phlegm in the mornings.
Part Two:
One of my biggest dreams would be to hold a record for a speedrun of one of my favorite games or to win a tournement of a popular competitive game. I hope to accomplish this sometime within my lifetime. I see alot of speedruns and competitve tournements and would enjoy to possess such dexerity, focus, and determination.
Part Three:
My dream for my community, the marion gamer's guild, is to hopefully cause the club to grow and prosper. I hope more people join, as well as hold more events and tournements. I've enjoyed my membership of this club and I hope that this club is still running and functioning long after I've obtained my degree.
I would say that Hugo's war dream held my attention the most. While not as estoteric as the wild dream, parts of this poem perplexed me, such as when Hugo wrote,"Inside old women bake bread. They yell, 'Return to the base.'". What do the old women signify in the dream? Why are they baking bread? On the other hand other parts of this poem make sense and are relatable, such as the choking on phlegm in the mornings.
Part Two:
One of my biggest dreams would be to hold a record for a speedrun of one of my favorite games or to win a tournement of a popular competitive game. I hope to accomplish this sometime within my lifetime. I see alot of speedruns and competitve tournements and would enjoy to possess such dexerity, focus, and determination.
Part Three:
My dream for my community, the marion gamer's guild, is to hopefully cause the club to grow and prosper. I hope more people join, as well as hold more events and tournements. I've enjoyed my membership of this club and I hope that this club is still running and functioning long after I've obtained my degree.
Journal 9 by Lexia Wilson
Part One:
My favorite poem by Richard Hugo is In Your Wild Dream. This one interests me the most because it was so out there and different. It is very similar to real life in the fact that one thing can lead to another. Like in the poem you are fishing and then there is a dog that wants to kill you. The craziest thing in the poem was the line, " You are riding a camel in Athens. The citizens yell "We are not Arab. This is not sand." The camel is a yacht". I found this line interesting because it seems as if it is so out of nowhere and I like it.
Part Two:
Everyone is probably saying that their dream in life is to find love and live happily ever after, while that is great and I would love that as well but my ultimate goal in life is to be a doctor. Ever since I was young I have always had a love for helping people. So, my dream is to become a doctor. If I were to get a little bit crazy and dream big I think I would love to be a general surgeon...possibly. Becoming a doctor takes a long time and is a huge commitment but I am determined to achieve my dream that I will do whatever it takes to get there.
Part Three:
A dream that I have for my country or even the world is to be cancer free. I know that is all I talk about is cancer, I talk about it my journals, in class, and in my final essay but cancer has been a huge pain in my butt to say the least. Everyone has been affected by cancer in some way shape or form I am sure of it. But if the world were to be cancer free we wouldn't have that problem anymore, we wouldn't have to lose time with loved ones because of this awful disease. Maybe my becoming a doctor has something to do with me wanting to find a cure for cancer...who knows maybe I will be working with a team of researches when they find the cure someday.
My favorite poem by Richard Hugo is In Your Wild Dream. This one interests me the most because it was so out there and different. It is very similar to real life in the fact that one thing can lead to another. Like in the poem you are fishing and then there is a dog that wants to kill you. The craziest thing in the poem was the line, " You are riding a camel in Athens. The citizens yell "We are not Arab. This is not sand." The camel is a yacht". I found this line interesting because it seems as if it is so out of nowhere and I like it.
Part Two:
Everyone is probably saying that their dream in life is to find love and live happily ever after, while that is great and I would love that as well but my ultimate goal in life is to be a doctor. Ever since I was young I have always had a love for helping people. So, my dream is to become a doctor. If I were to get a little bit crazy and dream big I think I would love to be a general surgeon...possibly. Becoming a doctor takes a long time and is a huge commitment but I am determined to achieve my dream that I will do whatever it takes to get there.
Part Three:
A dream that I have for my country or even the world is to be cancer free. I know that is all I talk about is cancer, I talk about it my journals, in class, and in my final essay but cancer has been a huge pain in my butt to say the least. Everyone has been affected by cancer in some way shape or form I am sure of it. But if the world were to be cancer free we wouldn't have that problem anymore, we wouldn't have to lose time with loved ones because of this awful disease. Maybe my becoming a doctor has something to do with me wanting to find a cure for cancer...who knows maybe I will be working with a team of researches when they find the cure someday.
Final Journal- Theodore Persinger
Part 1: the poem that caught my attention the most was "In Your Small Dream". The poem fully shows the unconscious terror and wonder in dreams. the dreams does a good job of making the reader know that the town is small and alone in the stark landscape and then we notice the unique building as a landmark for the roads. we explore and soon after we are desperately lost in a place that just recently seemed so familiar. It resembles life where we see the fork in the road with two paths and then suddenly we are lost and "look hard for the third road" when we never even looked down it in the first place.
Part 2: My dream for myself is a simple one. I am not seeking money or fame. my dream is one for security. I dream for a nice home where i can live happily with a family and never have to worry over income or work, where i could have family and friends over whenever there was time. in this dream there is no stress or burden flying like a cloud over my head and no long distance goal ahead of me, which would restrict me from enjoying the life i am living in that exact moment. it is, i am admitting, a selfish dream but in the end we ourselves are the ones that can ensure happiness because helping others into happiness always makes the world better but we cannot forget that we are not forced out of it as well.
Part 3: My dream for the world works parallel with the dream for myself. my dream is those who have found security or happiness would learn to help others. in the world today there are many who have much who continue to search for more to get. in this i see there is much dissent and sadness made, where the amount of resources we share are depleting and fewer are able to reach that safe place all the time. If the world were to help give back or share enough of what they have enough of then the pursuit of happiness would finally be considered the Journey to Happiness.
Part 2: My dream for myself is a simple one. I am not seeking money or fame. my dream is one for security. I dream for a nice home where i can live happily with a family and never have to worry over income or work, where i could have family and friends over whenever there was time. in this dream there is no stress or burden flying like a cloud over my head and no long distance goal ahead of me, which would restrict me from enjoying the life i am living in that exact moment. it is, i am admitting, a selfish dream but in the end we ourselves are the ones that can ensure happiness because helping others into happiness always makes the world better but we cannot forget that we are not forced out of it as well.
Part 3: My dream for the world works parallel with the dream for myself. my dream is those who have found security or happiness would learn to help others. in the world today there are many who have much who continue to search for more to get. in this i see there is much dissent and sadness made, where the amount of resources we share are depleting and fewer are able to reach that safe place all the time. If the world were to help give back or share enough of what they have enough of then the pursuit of happiness would finally be considered the Journey to Happiness.
Aziz Hamid- Journal 9 :(
Last Journal
Part One:
All of the five poems by Richard Hugo are great, but if I had to pick my favorite it would be “In Your Wild Dream.” The reason why this is my favorite is because it describes life so perfectly. Life is unpredictable. One second you might be in your room resting in your bed, and the next second you might be all the way across the country. This poem captures this theme very well. Life is about living in the moment, not worrying about future problems and living every second to the fullest. “You are alone. Fishing again. You catch nothing. You dream you are dreaming all this.” This line emphasizes the point that, in life, you never know what to expect. Life is all about adapting to changes.
Part Two:
I have many dreams, but one my dearest dreams is to become a physician. Ever since I was little boy I always knew I wanted to become a physician. As a kid, I used to dream of wearing a white coat and diagnosing diseases and performing long, gruesome surgeries. My dream is to become a pediatric surgeon. Becoming a physician is not just a dream for me, it is a goal. I have worked very hard in school to get where I am today. I have studied countless nights preparing for exams. I am currently completing my last year in college and am on my way of applying to medical school.
Part Three:
A dream I have for my country, Kenya, is to build a free clinic. Not only do I want to build a free clinic, I would like to spend several weeks throughout the year volunteering my time there. A lot of clinics in Africa find it extremely difficult to employ trained healthcare professionals to tackle the number of people who need care and treatment. I know what it is like being in a country where access to healthcare is not readily available. I would also like to set up a non-profit organization to provide care to those who cannot afford it. Not only do I want to volunteer my time as a physician, I want to be able to educate people on the basis of health care. I also want to be an educator. A lot of people, not only in Kenya but the rest of Africa, get affected by many preventable diseases solely because they cannot afford it or they lack the proper knowledge. I want to make sure I do my best to help my people back home. I have this sense of obligation to give back to my country. I was fortunate enough to move to the United States and have the opportunity to get a good education. There are countless numbers of kids who weren’t fortunate enough to have the same opportunities as me. That is why I must work hard to accomplish my goal of becoming a physician and use my knowledge and skills to give back.
Thank you everyone for making the class great.
Jeremy Johnson Final Journal
Part 1:
The Dream Poem that I connected to the best by Richard Hugo is In Your War Dream. I have a passion for our armed services. I was on my way to becoming a Marine. In this poem, I took the passage, "You ask, "Why must I do this again?" A man replies, "Home."" To me, I see that home is the big picture. Yet, I don't thing many people know how to really take this passage.
See, when an armed service member is on tour fighting for their country, home is the backbone of their fight. Not just the survival of making back home. They don't just fight to make it back home to see the family, but they fight in life and death so that their family and loved ones never have to fight that fight. Upon signing and enlisting into the service, you know immediately that you are the sole protector of your "Home". Of coarse, all you want to do is get back to home when your in a different country in conflict. However, as I said, I believe the misconception to this passage is the thought that the man wants to get back home so he just simply survives.
I could keep going here, but I will let you ponder this for awhile.
Part 2:
A dream of mine is to find a way to still become part of the NBA. I had dreams to play in the NBA way before I went to grade school. I always thought I was on track to actually achieve this dream of playing for the Cavaliers. However, I messed my knee up pretty good in 2004. My sophomore year in high school, during a basketball practice. Then I began my career in basketball as a coach and I love it. So, if there was any way for me to train and make better the players in the NBA as a job, I would definitely do so to chase my passion for the game.
Part 3:
The best way to reach a the pursuit to happiness is to work on our humanity as a country. We need to start here in America. I feel that we preach humanity in higher education so much, that we should actually start using it. We have lost touch with our mindset as to why we came to the new land. We evaded taxes, religion, and power coming here. I am highly religious as a christian in my faith. However, my faith in this country is beginning to falter. Rome fell when they lost humanity and began to tax too much, began to create a military too big, expanded as a nation too far, and lost the voice of the people. We are beginning to lose our mission statement as a new nation, and we have almost lost the voice of our people. Fix humanity, fix our country. Happiness is in the eye of the beholder.
The Dream Poem that I connected to the best by Richard Hugo is In Your War Dream. I have a passion for our armed services. I was on my way to becoming a Marine. In this poem, I took the passage, "You ask, "Why must I do this again?" A man replies, "Home."" To me, I see that home is the big picture. Yet, I don't thing many people know how to really take this passage.
See, when an armed service member is on tour fighting for their country, home is the backbone of their fight. Not just the survival of making back home. They don't just fight to make it back home to see the family, but they fight in life and death so that their family and loved ones never have to fight that fight. Upon signing and enlisting into the service, you know immediately that you are the sole protector of your "Home". Of coarse, all you want to do is get back to home when your in a different country in conflict. However, as I said, I believe the misconception to this passage is the thought that the man wants to get back home so he just simply survives.
I could keep going here, but I will let you ponder this for awhile.
Part 2:
A dream of mine is to find a way to still become part of the NBA. I had dreams to play in the NBA way before I went to grade school. I always thought I was on track to actually achieve this dream of playing for the Cavaliers. However, I messed my knee up pretty good in 2004. My sophomore year in high school, during a basketball practice. Then I began my career in basketball as a coach and I love it. So, if there was any way for me to train and make better the players in the NBA as a job, I would definitely do so to chase my passion for the game.
Part 3:
The best way to reach a the pursuit to happiness is to work on our humanity as a country. We need to start here in America. I feel that we preach humanity in higher education so much, that we should actually start using it. We have lost touch with our mindset as to why we came to the new land. We evaded taxes, religion, and power coming here. I am highly religious as a christian in my faith. However, my faith in this country is beginning to falter. Rome fell when they lost humanity and began to tax too much, began to create a military too big, expanded as a nation too far, and lost the voice of the people. We are beginning to lose our mission statement as a new nation, and we have almost lost the voice of our people. Fix humanity, fix our country. Happiness is in the eye of the beholder.
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