One hand of the broken clock stops at 12.00 while the dust buries the small one. I can hear the weeping and groaning come from everywhere while the smoke masks all the place. Many eyes capture a deeply gashed woman amid the wreckage stretches her hard to reach her daughter's hand, but she cannot. Only her eyes try to hug the girl, and wake her up. The little girl stained with red and her long dark hair closed her eyes. A Few minutes before, she was being with her white dress and holding a flowering Palm. Meanwhile, many people were singing the beautiful hymns and celebrating the Palm Sunday. "Again, do you believe what happened in the church? A man fit with an explosive vest donates himself, leaving 43 killed and hundreds wounded". It was the breaking news of another sad day. As we used to hear this news…
In The Sunflower, Simon Wiesenthal documents his experiences in a Nazi Death Camp. Sent (along with other prisoners) to clean medical waste in a hospital converted for the express usage of injured German Soldiers. On the way, "Our column suddenly came to a halt at a crossroads. I could see nothing that might be holding us up but I noticed on the left of the street there was a military cemetery . . . and on each grave there was planted a sunflower . . . I stared spellbound . . . Suddenly I envied the dead soldiers. Each had a sunflower to connect him with the living world, and butterflies to visit his grave. For me there would be no sunflower. I would be buried in a mass grave, where corpses would be piled on top of me. No sunflower would ever bring light into my darkness, and…
In the book The Sunflower by Simon Wiesenthal, he has asked a very important question…
The Sunflower, by Simon Wiesenthal, was an intriguing and thought –provoking novel that raised many questions on the theological and moral concept of forgiveness. Furthermore, it delved into the matter of whether an individual has the right to forgive in the name of others, or whether forgiveness of the perpetrator was even deserved in the first place. The narrative is told from the first person point of view of Simon Wiesenthal, a young man in his 30s, imprisoned in a work camp. He tells his story of a dying Nazi’s plea for forgiveness and his own subsequent actions. After we hear his story, we can read the opinions of many individuals that tell what they would have done in Simon’s place, and add their own insights into the discussion. Before we delve into the specifics of what I would have done in Simon’s place, and which contributor I can relate to most, I would like to discuss the concept of forgiveness, and what it means to me.…
Chang’s use of an extended metaphor is carried throughout the entire length of the poem, using the outward changes occurring to the tree to symbolize what he is feeling inwardly, as he goes through this difficult period in his life. At first, with the gardener present, the gingko tree is described to be “like a peacock spreading its feathers,” personifying the tree as being proud in its glorious display. The speaker himself was likely content with himself and his achievements at one point, while still under the guidance of a “gardener,” symbolizing someone who once supported him.…
Throughout the entire poem, the speaker continuously asks questions debating what makes life worth living. The speaker’s confused mental state is expressed through rhetorical questions. The narrator asks, “Oh cold reprieve, where’s natural relief?” Here, the narrator wonders where he may find an escape from life, from the grief he was told to pursue. The answer is actually from within him. This results in a poem with dialogue between the narrator’s conscience and heart; the heart being the Echo. The Echo’s answer of “Leaf” leads the narrator to reflect on the death of leaves; leaves bloom beautifully and change into various colors. Making “ecstasy” of the flower’s dying process. He wonders, “Yet what’s the end of our life’s long disease? If death is not, who is my enemy,” but then the Echo calls itself the foe. Though leaves age beautifully, people do not, for aging is a disease of life that cannot be escaped.…
The second portion of the poem brings up the idea that one should have hope that after the struggle, everything will work out for the better. "I feel / not wet so much as / painted and glittered" which gives the idea that the man's struggles may be bad, but they also have their plus sides in the end. This could mean that after all the struggles that the results are worth it. The lines "a bough / that still, after all these years, / could take root, / sprout. Branch out, bud -- / make of its like a breathing / palace of leaves" show that even though the man is in the midst of struggle, there is hope that when it is over there will be a "palace of leaves." Again the language also gives the dealings of hope…
Upon a "certain hour", or sleep, the speaker beckons his soul to fly free, escape the day, and ponder its own themes. The speaker's soul does not necessarily appreciate the day's happenings and thoughts, so it drifts in dreaming to a place where it can think about "night, sleep, death, and the stars." The daytime mind of the speaker, most likely representing a restricted or bound form, thinks about things it is perhaps not naturally inclined to do. This poem is like a snap-shot of the human soul between consciousness and…
In Siddhartha, by Herman Hesse, a young boy named Siddhartha leaves home in order to pursue Nirvana. Siddhartha’s understanding of Nirvana is that it is the highest enlightenment, when one frees oneself from the cycle of Samsara. Siddhartha searches for teachers that will help him attain Nirvana, but after his many attempts at reaching a complete understanding fail, he chooses to stop forcing himself to reach enlightenment by searching for it. Enlightenment is the state of trusting one’s own judgment about the world. Hesse uses three symbols to elaborate this theme, and they are the singing bird, which symbolizes his freedom, the river, which symbolizes his autonomous being, and the hut, which symbolizes the simple living that is required to reach enlightenment.…
Woodsong is book about a man named Gary who is training to join the iditarod, with more than a dozen fun and adorable dogs. Woodsong is a book filled with adventures and lot of mysterious events that all happened in Gary's life! Woodsong talks about the adventures of the wildlife and how to always expect the unexpected in the woods. Gary paulsen is a great book writer, and most of his work is based on wildlife, his personal adventures and life in the woods. If you love adventure, fun and the wild, you should take the time to read his books!…
Davidson, P. R., Jones, R. D., Andreae, J. H., & Sirisena, H. R. (2002). Simulating closed- and open-loop voluntary movement: A nonlinear conrol-systems approach. IEEE Transactions on Biomedical Engineering, 49(11), 1242-1251.…
Chapter 6 of Hirshfield’s Nine Gates entitled “Two Secrets: On Poetry’s Inward and Outward Looking” talks of the subjective, reflective, and objective modes of poetry. Hirshfield provides examples of all three modes and the risks that they carry, such as a subjective poem: “The lapse into solipsism, pitfall of the worst Romantic poems, continues to throw a sentimental fog over many people’s idea of what poetry is." Hirshfield envisions a hierarchy, with the subjective voice being more immature and the objective voice being the wisest. She relates the wise, objective voice to the Buddha, who’s first words after enlightenment were, “Now everything and I awaken.”…
It is in the end of this life that one seeks mercy and absolution for the next. Faced with the choice to absolve,condemn or remain silent, what would you do? This is the question poised to the reader of Simon Wiesenthal's “The Sunflower”. Many answered his question, philosophers, nuns, survivors of genocide and an ex nazi and each provide a different answer. Joining each different response is the act of forgiving, either giving or denying each provide a scale on the limits of forgiveness. What are my limits of forgiveness what would I have done?…
As a young child, I tended to become ill often. The doctors blamed my weak immune system on the fact that I contracted mononucleosis and was hospitalized for two months at a young age. The consensus was that over time my immune system would improve and I would outgrow any other issues. I continued to get very ill with bleeding sores constantly lining my mouth and throat throughout my elementary schooling. I noticed my condition was drastically worsening as I ended my sophomore year of highschool. I entered my junior year chronically ill. I missed over thirty percent of the year due to being so ill. I went almost all of junior year teaching myself the information my peers were able to learn in class. I became so physically tired that even getting out of bed was exhausting. I was living with such pain that my parents decided to seek the top…
Actuality There are so many scenarios in life that are made out to be completely different than they actually are because of media. Movies and shows make everything seem like something is one way and then in actuality it’s nothing like it. Throughout movies from scene to scene things are dramatized, over exaggerated, and made out to be better or worse than the situation or things really are. As a child I always watched movies and was deceived by them without even realizing it.…