On the contrary, the definition of essay was pretty much unlike its real meaning. He wrote that the meaning of this commonly used word was “a loose sally of the mind; an irregular indigested piece; not a regular and orderly composition”. He didn’t even scpecify that it was a short piece of writing which is often written with the author´s point of view.

The most ironic part of Samuel Johnson´s work is that he disapproves and labels words such as “fun” as vulgar language, when he doesn’t even know what they really mean. On his dictionary, he used the word cant to describe a language he disapproved of, because he percieved it to be of base origins.

A very interesting factor about this dictionary, is that the author´s personality comes through his definitions and examples. He shows his sense of humor in giving words such as “romance”  sensless and effortless meanings as is “ a tale of wild adventures in war and love”. He also expresses his political views by giving words like “tory”, a meaning  that shows his despise towards the Irish.

Based on my own experiences, I can infer that language continually changes, and words acquire new meanings as the years go by.

1. I want to be able to earn a scholarship in order so I can study fine arts in another country, either in the US or Europe.
2. I hope to be able to go to Greece, and see the 7 wonders of the world in person, so I can appreciate all the works of art of ancient people.
3. I someday hope to have an art exposition of my own in order to show my work, and earn money to start an art academy.
4. I hope that I am able to learn to sculpt someday, and find new ways to canalize my emotions by creating beautiful things.
5. I really want to take courses in order to become good at photography, which allows people to capture pieces of reality in an artistic way.
6. One of the things I don’t want to die before doing is kissing the guy of my dreams.
7. Someday I hope to have the time to horseback ride until I can’t move. It is one of my favorite things in the world, but I hardly have the time to do it.
8. I hope that some day I will be able to open my own art academy, and give the opportunity to people of all ages to improve their artistic skills.
9. I really hope I have the opportunity to go to Mardi Gras, Carnival in Rio de Janeiro and San Fermin in Pamplona at least once in my lifetime.
10. One of my dreams is to earn lots of money, buy all the clothes and shoes I want, get the car of my dreams, and build big beautiful houses in many places around the world including Guatemala City, Atitlan, and many nice places.
11. One of the things I should have done many years ago, and want to achieve before I die is learning how to roller skate and maybe one day, be able to ski on the black symbol mountains.
12. I really hope I don’t die before helping poor people significantly. I don’t want to be one more money contributor, but I hope to generate jobs for people in need so that they can earn a living and become productive for their families and their country.
13. I hope to have a life worth writing a book about. Maybe, someday, someone will write a whole book about my life, work and achievements.
14. I hope I become a good enough writer to write an inspiring book and publish it.
15. I want to ride on n a hot air balloon
16. Lose 10 pounds under my current weight.
17. Make exercising a daily habit.
18. Learn to play the piano
19. Learn how to surf
20. Go on a trip around the world
21. To share my life with someone I love and makes me happy
22. To become completely satisfied with my life
23. To be successful in my accomplishments, in my relationships and economically
24. To lose fear of getting hurt emotionally
25. To be happy

Mr. Rosenberg’s passing has turned into a spark. A strong, enduring spark that’s growing into a prominent flame, which now burns as strongly as the hearts of those Guatemalans who have suffered the loss of their family members; who have been victims violence in the streets, as well as their own homes; of those who have managed to live through unbearable injustices, and who have been ignored by an irrational, corrupt government; that instead of helping its country rise from the deep breach it has fallen into, keeps digging through the ground and trying to close every way out of it. This fire is yet to become wider.

Yesterday was a very shocking as well as inspiring event for me. Never in my eighteen years of life had I seen such a large mass of people united in a patriotic cause. Not even at the time Jean Paul II was here, and trust me; that was big. This does not only indicate the magnitude of the situation or the youth of Guatemala’s power to gather so many participants, but also the willingness of change in each and every person who, voluntarily, woke up on a Saturday morning and stood under the sun for hours to support a seemingly impossible cause.

 Our government, as most people know by now, is made up of many corrupt, reckless, and self-absorbed people who are willing to do anything for money and power. Many of these depraved characters are as smart as they are bad, which is a very dangerous combination. They have come to the point where they don’t even make much effort to hide evidence of their crimes from the public, for they have control over a big majority of Guatemala’s ruling powers.

What Rodrigo Rosenberg did was one of the most heroic acts that our country has ever witnessed, and there is no doubt that his deed will never fade from our memories. What I hope the most is, that besides remaining in our hearts and minds, his memory will be strong enough to keep moving Guatemala towards the change that he dauntlessly died for. A change that will allow us to go out on the streets without worrying that our lives might end in the next few steps, and where injustices will not go unpunished. A new Guatemala, where policemen will not inspire fear, but a sense of protection; and where crimes will not be the main reason for mortality.

Fear is a normal, understandable human emotion, but if we let it have control over us, we will never be able to make our country or ourselves better. We need to wake up from the nightmare we’ve been living for so many years, and do whatever it takes to start a new, improved day. Guatemala doesn’t deserve to be buried in the shadows of ambitious empty souls. We deserve to break free from the chains of injustice, and live in a safe, peaceful nation. It’s a shame that it took us so long to rise in action, but now that we have, nothing will be able to stop us.

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I personally don’t think Macbeth would have changed if the witches had appeared, since they were the cause for the growth of his ambition. If he had not Heard the supposively truthful prophecy, he would not have been tempted to kill the King.

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I think human beings are susceptible to temptation as well as Macbeth. Power is very rewarding and desired. Many people fall into temptation and do whatever it takes to get it, for it brings wealth and superiority, but there are also people who put their values before anything else, and are strong enough t olive with honesty and dignity, in contrast to being rich but evil and unhappy.

1. Get with child a mandrake root.
It’s not possible because although mandrake roots look like humans, they are not able to get pregnant.
2. Tell me where all past years are.
Gone years pass, and there is no way to know where they go, because they don’t move, but only go by.
3. Or keep other people’s envy from stinging.
There is no way to keep other people from being jealous of you and keeping their envy from hurting you

A VALEDICTION: FORBIDDING MOURNING

1. Stiff twin compasses.
2. Compares their soul to the compass’s fixed foot.
3. The author describes the compass as firm.

MEDITATION 17
1. Every man dies.
2. Every man is affected by every other men’s actions.
3. All men look at comets when they break out.
4. All men bend their ears to listen to bells ring.
5. All men suffer

DEATH BE NOT PROUD

I think that if the narrator was fearless of death, he wouldn’t bother trying to fight against it, so in my opinion, the writing of this poem was definitely driven by fear.

ON MY FIRST SON and SONG: TO CELIA

“On my first Son” is about a father whose son dies at the age of 7; while on “Song: To Celia”, the author grieves the rejection of his beloved Celia. The father’s tribute to his son is that same piece of poetry, while in the other poem, the author’s tribute to Celia is a rosy wreath, which is rejected and sent back to him. If both authors had not been so strongly bonded to the subjects of each poem, they probably would not have had the ability to touch the readers’ hearts in such deep and saddening ways.

WHY SO PALE AND WAN, FOND LOVER?

According to Suckling, A young suitor must be:

1.         Good looking

2.         Pale

3.         Wan

4.         A fond lover

5.         Masculine

6.         A good speaker

Suckling’s Rules for a Woman being courted:

1.         Correspondent

2.         Interactive

3.         Entertaining

4.         Self-loving

5.         Sociable

6.         without Shame

In the poem, the woman he talks about is completely against what he is looking for, therefore, he gets frustrated and gives up trying to interact with her.

TO LUCASTA, GOING TO THE WARS and TO ATHEA, FROM PRISION

In the first poem love triumphs because he is chasing a new woman; then, love is defeated because they are separated by war. “The first foe in the field; and with a stronger faith embrace. A sword, a horse, a shield”.

 On the second poem, love triumphs because of how Althea makes the speaker feel, or the freedom they feel because of their love. Love is never defeated even when it faces difficulties such as being imprisoned or passing trough difficult situations. “Stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a c

Your desire for my companion and warmth,
Led you to pretend there would be spring every month.
And although I might not seem very wise or taught,
I would never fall for such foolish thought.

My attempt is not at all to be rude,
But for this kind of nonsense I’m not in the mood.
So turn around and go away to see,
If some other silly maiden might fall for thee.

The next time you try to fool someone else,
Attempt to make statements with a little more sense,
Because I’m sure even a blind could see,
That you are no good for no one, and never will be.

Find a purpose to get out of bed every day
Never forget to enjoy experiences on your way.
If you trip and fall, be strong and stand up.
But learn not to trip on the same rock.

Give your all in everything you do,
And be nice without caring to who.
Every action will have a consequence
As well as every rise, a desence.

Don’t look back on what you didn’t get
And avoid any kind of regret.
Because every little thing you’ve done,
Has made you a unique, different person.

I’d dress with baggy clothes that would keep me comfortable with the current weather. If it was cold outside, I’d wear a baggy warm sweater, and if it were warm, I’d wear a thin, comfortable shirt.

I would put my hair up in a pointy tail, put socks and flipflops on. My favourite perfume would definetely be my choice of the day, and I would carry it in my bag throughout the day to spray it on whenever I felt like smelling it. I’d leave my cellphone at home and invite my best friends to come to my farm with me.

I’d get someone to make micheladas for us and we’d have a smoke sitting on a table under the sun. If the sunlight was too strong I’d be wearing my favourite sunglasses. We’d snack some chicharrones with pizza dip from los tulipanes and then go for a walk to see my horses.

I’d horseback ride for as long as I wanted, and then go for a walk taking pictures of my favourite places.

I would take my friends to a pool where we’d sunbathe and swim for a while. We’d share past experiences and memories, laughing and enjoying each other’s company.

I would definetely take painting materials so that if I felt like it, I would be able to express my emotions through art.

After I got tired I would get a helicopter to take me to Roatan, where I would take my friends and family, dive, waterski and swim with dolphins. Then, I’d have a delicious lunch that would include mushrooms, cheese, and definetely sushi.

After lunch I would travel to Steamboat, Colorado in a light speeded jet so it wouldn’t take me long to get there. While on the plane, I would drink red wine and eat nuts.

I’d ski a few times, and then drink a warm cup of hot chocolate. Then, I would get inside a hot-tub, and have a long, fun conversation with my brother and sisters, reminiscing our past experiences.

At noon I would travel back to my house, watch the sunset, and then head for Antigua with all my friends. We would invite all the people we know there, drink many margaritas, smoke cigarrettes, dance the night out, and have the time of our lives.
After partying in “La Calle del Arco”, we would go to a salsa place called “Havana”. I would meet with the man of my dreams, who’d be a great dancer, and salsa for as long as my feet would allow me to.