On Monday I proposed a deal: If you keep a detailed (definition of “detailed” below) reading journal for our current work, one that includes as much or more information than an average essay, and turn it in at the end of the reading, you do not have to write a paper.
My hypothesis: A few of you would decide to just write the paper, as you are familiar with that routine and comfortable with your writing process; most of you would write down a few words you don’t know, perhaps a summary of the reading, a few questions, and be through with it; and a few would run with the idea, draw character maps, look up outside information, learn new words, come to class with questions about weird sentences and quote interesting passages.
The bell curve, right? Shame on me; I should have known better.
The past few days in class have blown me away. Nearly all of you have come to class with questions about the reading (or viewing, in Brit Lit), words you’re not sure about, connections you’ve made with outside works, points I’ve missed, and interpretations I hadn’t considered. You all seem to be enjoying the readings more (even though you have to write as you go), and understanding them in more depth. I’ve practically thrown out all my prepared questions for the past few days; yours are much better. I can’t wait to sit down with your journals at the end.
While I wrote this on the board, here is the list of things to look for or record in your journal:
You will turn in your journals the day after we finish the work. I will read them over that night, and return them to you the next day. I will not write in them, but simply give you advice on organization, some things you should focus on, etc. (I might steal some ideas for my own journal, too. Hope you don’t mind.)
If your journal is detailed enough (covers the entire work, or Act III through the end of Hamlet), you will be excused from the final essay. If you chose not to create a journal, or it seems a bit sparse (or is simply a list of quotations without your reactions), I will ask you to write the paper.
We will be creating reading journals for every reading assignment from here on out. For our next unit, I’ll show you how to write most of your essay in your journal before we even finish the novel.
Send me an email if you have questions, or post them below.
This is going to be an amazing year.
Or not. Stupid snow. Hopefully it gave you guys a chance to spend some time with Okonkwo and crew. If not, go outside today and finish up the novel. We’ll be discussing the end in class tomorrow, and I don’t want to ruin the ending for you. Here’s the plan:
Until now, we’ve focused on the effects of Okonkwo’s father’s legacy on the man, and Okonkwo’s choices in interacting with those around him. The final section places him in an environment that he cannot control, and forces him to realize that he does not have complete power over those around him. This is a sobering realization for our strong protagonist, and he makes some difficult choices (or are his (re)actions purely a result of his environment? We’ll see).
On Tuesday and Wednesday (if we finish our discussion of Okonkwo’s life on Monday) I will present a brief overview of Existentialist ideas. If you want to get a head start, I suggest The Stanford Encyclopedia of Psychology‘s page on “Existentialism” or *sigh* the Wikipedia‘s entry. We may also read Jean-Paul Sartre’s “Existentialism is a Humanism” to gain a better understanding of our author’s ideas (you can find a copy here).
By Thursday we will discuss Part One of The Stranger. Thirty pages per night may be more than you’re used to reading, but Sartre’s prose is not too dense. Do plan to set aside some time to read the book in chunks, though.
On Friday we will discuss your tentative (hypo)thesis statements in class. I will also ask you to write a brief paragraph contrasting the philosophies of Things Fall Apart and The Stranger. (Hint: it goes beyond TFA=fate and TS=choice.) More on this later.
This is just getting annoying.
Because I was not present for your discussion yesterday (which I heard was excellent; you all rock. Truly.), I can only guess how far you got, so here’s the plan:
I’ll see you all tomorrow. Even if I have to set up a webcam, I’ll see you tomorrow.
Sorry guys.
Yesterday we discussed Mersault’s interrogation and trial. We focused, as did his interrogators, on the lack of emotion he showed during his mother’s funeral. While there was much debate as to whether he did not care or was simply lacking “the trappings and the suits of woe,” I believe we came to the consensus that he was not reacting “normally” to the situation, whatever the cause.
We also discussed the fact that nearly everyone he interacts with is trying to help him in some way, but he either outright rejects the help or ignores the offer. (See specifically the Inspector and the Chaplain’s attempts to “help” Mersault.)
My questions to you today:
Finally, take a look at the last lines of the book:
As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again. For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate.
Discuss. Take notes. I’ll look over these tomorrow.