Matthew Xia The jade Peony

How are symbols used in this story?
First of all, in this story, the wind-chime is the symbol of the grandma´s memory about her lover. The whole process the Sek-Lung and his grandma make wind-chime crossing the story have several meanings. To begin with, the wind-chime which grandma had before represent the memorize and love between she and her lover; and it also represents grandma her spirit, narrator point out that `her hand began to tremble, the tips of her fingers to shiver, like rippling water. “You see that, little one?” that is my body fighting with death. He is in the room now?”, “this colour is the colour of my spirit.”….
On the other hands, it is an intermediary that helps her finds house after she died, for instance, „my spirit will hear its sounds and see its light and return to this house and say goodbye to you.”
Secondly, in the story, there is also a white cat involved the story, Grandmamma was preparing supper when she looked out our kitchen window and saw a cat---- a long, lean white cat--- jump into our garbage pail and knocks it over. She strong believes “that was not a cat,” she saw the white cat as her lover came to take her away, because her saw that the white has pink eyes like her lover.
Last but not at least, the jade peony, in the center of the wind-chime once hung a precious jade peony, and grandma kept until she died, which belong part of the wind-chime as same as wind-chime itself to the grandma, and also which finally appears in the end of the story represent the protagonist´s thought of his grandma. ´in my mind´s eye I saw Grandmamma smile and heard, softly, the pink center beat like a beautiful, cramped heart.



What is the conflict in the story?
In this story, the main conflict is grandmamma between other characters which is called external conflict. People cannot understand why grandmamma pick up garbage, the problem for the rest of the family was in the fact that she looked for these treasures wandering the back alleys of Keefer and Pender Streets, peering into neighbors’ garbage cans, chasing away hungry, nervous cats and shouting courses at them. In all the common people´s eyes, she is just crazing old woman. To be more specifically, during the family cove ration, all the sisters and brother have problem with their grandmamma, “all our friends are laughing at us!” “We are not poor” “she will make little brother crazy!” But at least, the protagonist and his father understand grandma, for instance, “the father stop children to argue about grandma ´s action, and the protagonist listen to grandma to tell her story.

Do you like this story? Why or why not?
Personally, I do not like that story at all, there are many reason for it.
First and most important, I do not have a grandparent who I get along with, I had never try that, so this story does not touch my heart at all, I could not understand grandparent especially the grandma the story, her action was meaningless to me. Why should she go to pick up garbage to rebuild her wind-chime? On the other hand, who don´t her son stop her to doing it? Well he could also buy the staff which she needs to rebuild her wind-chime.
Second, although the structure of story is fantastic, which has use foreshadow approach, is undeniable that the structure is quit stereotype, even I did not read the story, I could know what is it talking about and expect correctly what might happening next. For example, when I was read the first paragraph, I knew that the old women will die and there should be some relationship between the protagonist, the grandma and the jade Peony.
Well, what I expect to read is something more interesting and cannot be forecasted. Because I am more like my own fantasy instead of to try to understand an old woman´s one, which is not march for our age. While if all the younger people should to know and understand about aging people, then there is no more difference between people ´s age, young will lost their dreams, creativities and spirits. It is not a good thing for the young for learn too much from the olds. The best experience from me is that I am worried too many things this pressure is not for external, instead of internal, it is because I have good understanding over my parents staff, their conflicts, working pressure, financial problem and high expectation on me, when all that things build up together on me, I could not hold the pressure, that why I hate to read a story like that.

What does this story imply about people´s perception of others in society? Is it fair?

Basic by read the story “identities”, I learned that most of the people are stereotyped in the society; their minds are confining by the general ideas, this tragedy finally ended by the protagonist´s death because of his curiosity, where he thought would be an interesting place. There are two main stereotyped illustrate on the protagonist and the policeman. That really not fair to the protagonist.
To begin with, “The smell of burning leaves stirs the memories of childhood car rides, narrow lanes adrift with yellow leaves, girls on plodding horses, unattended stands piled high with pumpkins, onions, beets, so that each one was, in its own way, a still life.” That was the original and fist sign of the North from the protagonist, even he never went there before, but he trusts what he saw many years ago but does not notices the new situation, and that is kind stereotyped idea, and they how the protagonist been leaded to his death way.
On the other hand, when the protagonist saw the three men with the girl, and he thought that, “the girl is better looking than she should be for such companions. She is long-legged and wears a white turtleneck sweater that accentuates her breasts”. Isn´t it a little bit stereotyped? Who talks you that all the beauties are finer and not evil? So that, it is not fair for us to gave a definition of people basic by their looks. One thing related to this, “When the officer, who inexperienced, who is nervous because he has been trained to see an unshaven man in blue jeans as a potential thief and not as a probable owner,” well the police also give the people who wear blue jeans as thieves, that is unfair.
To sum up, it is not fair to only use stereotyped thinking to face and solve problem or people. Because what we expect might not be true all the time. Such as the protagonist, he was only wants to show his identities, but the inexperienced policeman thought that was trying to took his weapon, so as the consequence, “in the last voluntary movement of his life, he reaches his hand toward his wallet for his identities.” he unwarily does the stupidest the thing and give a wrong sign killed himself by the police hand.

優しくキミは微笑んでいた

词曲：福田 考代 歌：三谷 朋世

遠い記憶　かすかに香る優しくキミは　微笑んでいた見えない枷に　気付かないままキミに甘えて　苦しめてたね誰よりも愛して　誰よりも見つめたずっと　ずっと離れていても変わらずキミを思ってるからキミの温もり　優しい両手忘れないからキミがいない　事に慣れてたまに会えると　言葉が出なくて黙っていても　通じ合うってキミに頼って　ばかりいたねもう戻らない　振り返らないから背中を押して　踏み出す勇気を下さいもっと　もっと強くなるから泣かないように　見守っていてキミの眼差し　優しい声思い出に変えるからキミがくれた　大切なものずっと心に　しまっておくから季節は巡る　キミがいなくてもセピア色に染まってゆくよ誰よりも信じて　誰よりも側に居たきっと　きっと越えられるから遠回りかもしれないけれど未来はきっと　明るいから信じて進むからもっと　もっと強くなるから泣かないように見守っていてキミの眼差し　優しい声思い出に変えるから遠い記憶　かすかに香る優しくキミは微笑んでいた

I feel bored today

Today is just like other days, boring, scorching hot and long. actully i am a little bit nerous about how my life will be in two years, if i could not pass the damn ielts test, I will go to hell as an free fell objective just like I learned in physics, I will die completely before the end of this semester.
"Ah,buddha, Jeses, anla, or whatever,...... please help me.!!!?"
Copy right @summer_lance@126.com no one can read that except me and gosts only(except Ms. Yu)

Outline

Two products
Introduction: on the surface level, PS3 and Xbox360 seem like the same product.

Body:
A. Similarities
It means that both PS3 and Xbox360 created for people to have fine and spend their leisure time.

They are both the top game tools from two powerful companies,
B. Differences
Companies, PS3 created by Sony Japanese Company, Xbox360 created by Microsoft of American Company.

Target market, PS3 has more Asian customers; on the other hand, Xbox360 dominated the western market

One of the most important different is on the type of games, PS3 focus on RPG, and fantasy stuff, such as Fantasy 1 to 13, and similar stuff; Xbox360 has lots of war game and shooting games, such as GTA, Call of Duty and etc.

Conclusion: There are both similarities and differences between PS3 and Xbox360, but the main purpose that they been created are to entertain

Matthew Xia

Compare Beyond the Snow Belt with The Shoemaker
According to the story and poem, we can see that there are many similarities between Beyond the Snow Belt and The Shoemaker, and both of the narrators use protagonist´ good condition to compare the people who are suffered at same time. And what about if we put the idea on war, how could they work?
Firstly, the poem Beyond the Snow Belt, which wrote by Mary Oliver, narrates that `two counties north the storm has taken lives. Two countries north, to us, is far away, ---` and she also told that ´so we forget with ease each far mortality.´ if we put her idea on war, it will become a country like Canada, which stay neutral forever. A evident support is wrote on her poem `I only say, except as we have loved, all news arrives as from a distant land.´ as the result, stay neutral, enjoy lives and welcome all the people who cannot live on their own land. From that point, I knew that Mary Oliver should be a Canadian.
On the other hand, Roch Carrier, who wrote The Shoemaker, has maintain that about the L´s Action catholique, which had burned alive thousands of women, men and children by the little boy who is the protagonist point of view. During the narrative, he maintains that `when the people of Hiroshima remember this earth, they will see again the bright explosion that wrenched their bodies from their souls.´ in addition, he also point out by the little boy´s point of view `I wish they could remember instead a little shoemaker with a clubfoot who, as they were sleeping, came and mended shoes worn out from having played too much on the earth covered with dandelions and daisies.´ well narrator wish the dead people can have better life after they died in the war, he use the shoemaker who died, but still live in the little boy´s heart to foil the sadness of the people killed by the atomic bomb.
On a personal, the short story is kind of similar as the poem as I maintained at beginning, both the short story and the poem are solicitous about the people who are dead and still suffering during the war time, and both of them want to give a hand to the poor innocent people in the war time. But, we can ignore the effort they made, as we know there are millions of people killed during wars, even who want to help, they have to pick a side, and limited power to protect or defense themselves. Both of the them has show their opinion, pick as an example, ‘ our children running on the mild white hills, this is the landscape that we understand,--- while maybe you will feel that is kind of selfish, but that the truth of the world, during war time, all of the countries´ first goal was for their own countries advantages.

Identities can be shaped through actions and behaviors.

In March, 7, 2009, I 2was borne, at that them, I was still one of the smallest baby compare with my other seven brothers and sisters. But I always can not drink enough milk from my mother, even my mother always stay with us, there is always a huge human to look at ours. And he always brings delicious food and a lot of milk for our mother. Every time, my mother will wave her big tie.

One week later, all of my brothers and sisters opened their eyes, so did I, we were elated to look at the world where we are live. And our favorite game is bite each other, I always lost to my older brother, because he twice bigger as me, he always eat the first and most in my family. But, our mother treat us the same way, she was always played with us. I am not like my older brother always wants to play, when he feels bored, he bites our mother’s tie. He always could not catch it, at that all the other sisters and brothers would play with him. But, I am totally not like to play join their game, I choice to stay under my mother big arm and let her clear me. One mouth later, all of us are grow bigger, and there is no much difference between all of eight of us. I were also been attract to join their game. And we always tried to catch a person, who was cooked for us all the time, once when we were

To be Continue

Role models can influence our lives

Ku Fuzi said “People are born to be benevolent, and learn from the person near them later on”, that is an old Chinese saying. In modern society, many people still believe in what our forefather said not only in china, but also in the widely world with that Chinese migration. There are many role models in our lives that influence our behaviors and the way how we acting, even some of them are not popular, but those role models affect a group of people both in benevolent and evil ways.First of all, most of us the first role model we met is our parents. And people believe that we learned the most form parents even we are not admit it when some one argues about it. Such as act, the way people talk, emotion and so on, some people argued that they are different between their parents, but are there really a huge difference? “I am not the same as my father, and I will not become the same.” I often talk myself that, because my father was really a gambler, after his successes in his work career, he was horrible and he becomes my family’s disaster, because he spend all the time in Majiang, and makes him spend less time on family affair. For me, I hate Majing, but I even spend more time into my own hobits. But, I am agree that is bad hobit at all.

weekly writing 1

About this week, the Ielts test so engrossed me that I lost my nature. Normally, I am fantastic day dream, but at that time, I am go extensive nerve. According to my habits, I will never believe of marvels will appeal on me. On the other hand, I will never relinquish myself in despair, I believe I will vanquish English one day. Yet even I don have the ability to be an English speaker as native Canadians, I will still do my best. In conclusion, there are many opportunities are waiting for me, I must first learn self-esteem and discretion, then I will become a successful benevolent man to contribute whole of my energy my family.

presentation

Last Friday, we were listen to other group’s presentations, it was quit worthy experience for my group to practice. All of the other groups have done a good job on their presentation, and I believe ourselves will do our best on next Monday. We have a very good idea to narrative point of view with computer games. For example, first person, third person view in computer games can represent first person narrative and third person narrative, that is quite intresting for people to follow and listen. Although, we did not done on last friday, my group got a chance to practice with my Yu, and that helps us to understand our drew back. We will absorb the enssence and discard the dregs for other group. Hope we get higher score than other groups on Monday.

there are four kinds of narrtive method, first person, omniscient, limited omniscient and objective narrative. i will introduce you more in detail on next monday.

Self Introduction

Halli hallo! I would like to introduce me to you. I am hundred percent pure Chinese, and I live in Beijing already for 18 years, as a result, I love animals a lot, all kinds of, especially dogs, their characteristic royalty attract me a lot, personally, I have 11 dogs and a rabbit at home, hence, during my free time I often run with them in our garden. I have extensive hobbies in everyday life, for instance, I love cook for my family, during the winter holiday, I always cook for my mother every day, in particular chicken soup and salmi( bake meat/chicken with shallot, garlic and sauce in oil) my mom loves it. Another hobbit is music, I am not only like to listen to music, but also play it in my hands, I learned saxophone, while listen to the beautiful music bring me a peaceful feeling and energy to my life. When I become lazy, when I am often a lazybones, I will go to watch movie in cinemas alone, or watch Manga at home in my bed. I believe I am a creative person, so that the common raw and thought can´t shackle my ideas, in another word is sometimes I am a stranger. My top dream is to earn enough money to buy an island and designing my own style of building to spend the rest of my life with my family, compare to talk a lot in front of everyone, I prefer to stay more isolate and be independent. If I imagine me as a horse; I will never be controlled by any driver, however, it hard for me to follow the steps of other people and keep doing the same thing. I am believe that life is full of possibility fraught with uncertainty, so do I, remember three years ago I was wished to become a Saxophone player in orchestra, who knows that three years later now, I even did touch it for a year, I hope Miss. Yu du knock my head when I fell in perplexed, please don´t let me sink into infinite failure.

                                                                                                              Matthew Xia  Feb.16.2009   

We learn the most from those closest to us

We learn the most from those closest to us

I already forget when was like that, I started to feel our lives is useless and hopeless. Since long times ago, I am not a person who can sit in sofa and look at photos about my pass with any one else, I hate to run back my childhood in the extreme, because I have been loss many of my “friends” in my childhood. I had learned a lot from those closest “friends” about how weak we are and that also include the whole life-form in the world.

It is long time ago, when I was only half meter tall, I was love to watching one of the smallest and strongest insect, ants. Every day, I went to the garden, and put some food for them, for a little while, there were been hundreds of ants came to took the food away piece by piece, they were work wondrously hard than any other life-term I have been met before. Once, I have saw many ants fight against a big grasshopper, even they have be hurt, they were still tightly gnaw at the huge grasshopper who were ate their “work efforts”, but finally, the grasshopper was flied away, man ants lost their lives. I can’t understand why they are needed to protect their food and have the courage to fight a huge ‘monster’, which is 50 times bigger than them. I often saw they were moved their baby and queen. In my observed, they also have wars between each others. Not long time ago, I have saw the sight of all that blood in my garden, there was two groups thousands of ants were fight in my garden, they were organized three or five together fight with one ant, the other group which have less ants can only use their ‘soldiers’ life to buy time to move their children that not hatch and their queen away as soon as possible. Is that not reflected about us, human being, in the long human history, we were like the small ants to fight and grab anything that could makes our life better, people often live in war time, what we did might been even worst than the small ants. Even they were much small than us, they never been surrounded to any enemy and never abandon any members, they use their life to protect the future of their whole family. According to my observation, they always collect their dead ‘family’ members together at one play, they put their dead friends together at one place, that represented they never leave their members, whatever they live or not. Those small ‘fighters’ are every where close to us, I learned about the whole life about the world, because human and ants are very similar, only solidarity can bring survive.

For me, I have also had those analogous experience, I love animals, every kinds of animals, so that I had many pets before, even now, I still have 8 dogs and a rabbit. But their live is much shorter than us, every time, when they were sick and died, I really feel very grieve about their gone; their death hurt my heart more than any others. I was very along before, my dad and mom are busy every single days, my mom was strict with me, as the results, I was often not allowed to go out with friends to play with; consequently, pets become the NO. 1 friend during my leisure time at home, but their life were extremely short and weak, or maybe not only them but also me. Remembered, one of my best friend was a dog, ‘he’ was been bought by my father when I was five ‘he’ was four years old; ’he’ was big enough allowed me to sit on his back, he have really long pliancy hair, he was soft and lovely dogs, every day when I came back from the school he was waited me at the first door of my home, until I am back. Year by year, as I grow up, his bear became white and every time when I came back, he was lied on my feet and cried for a while like an real grandfather, and then used his big tongue to licked my hands; before, he might stood up and licked my face., also he didn’t has the power to take a walk with me, every day, he just lie down at his bed, except eating, he did want to move a little bit; although he is old, I am still love him like before. Pleasant time fly past, one day, when I was back home, I couldn’t see his figure that every day are waiting for me, I knew nothing can stopped him to came to salute me, when I went into the door, I saw him lie in his small house serenely as slept, hereafter he never been waked again, one of my best friend leaved me and, we may never have chance to met his again, I cried, never like this time before, he was like half of me, whenever what I am doing, he was there lied next to me, if I give him more care, he might not died so soon; if I spend more time with him, I might not feel that repent. But the truth is there is not if happen, when I lost it, it will never come back to you again.

We lives like ants every day work hard, but we didn’t like ants take care about our friends and family and protect them like ants did, people are still on the start point of anagenesis, we are selfish and can’t see so far about futures, the future is not only belong to us, there are still many others life in the world, but I will not be the trailblazer, I will only be a protector, who will protect others life nears me, I learned to love others, not only human, but also other kind of life-term who are friendly to us, my attitude tend to the world one day if all the human being can solidarity like ants, and take care about your surrounding area, the world will be paradise for us and all the other life.