"A Clean Well-lighted Place"

Even though a book and movie can be about the same topic or story there can still be many scenes, many lines, and many characters that are different. An example of this is the short story and film, “A Clean Well-lighted Place”.  Even though it is not a long film it has a lot of tiny details different from the story. There are also many parts that are the same too.

 For example one thing different in the movie from the story is when the waiter pours the old man another drink he doesn’t fill it up high enough and the old man wants more. When he pours the extra drink in, the waiter gives him a bad attitude and fills it over the rim, but in the story he pours the extra beer in kindly. Another difference is in the story the old man sits in a chair covered in the shadows of the trees, while in the movie he is in a booth with tons of light shining on him.

 The story and movie also have some things in common. One example is in the story and movie the dialogue is exactly the same, word for word. This made the story make a little more sense because it was a little confusing but when you see it in action it clears things up. The last example of how they are the same is the week before the old man tries to commit suicide by hanging himself but his niece comes to the rescue and cuts him down.

These two pieces share many things in common and have many differences, but in the end both the movie and the story share same meaning.  They both make it clear that the old man is in a lot of despair and darkness, along with “…the waiter in a hurry…” too. On the other hand the waiter who looks on the positive side walks in the light and not into darkness and despair. If it all came down to the dark and the light which side would you pick?

Creative Writing

Tyler Kiser

4/11/13

Mrs. Reagles 5^th hour

Creative Writing

Refereeing

“Author’s Note:

I wrote this piece to demonstrate my understanding of creative writing.”

It had to have been the most boring 8 hours of my life. I had been sitting there in the same seat for 5 hours now and final it was time for test. I better pass this. I thought. I don't want to retake the whole 16 hours over again just to be a soccer referee. 

Finally as all the tests were out, we began. As I soared through the question, through the pack-it, and through my mind, I finally had got into my rhythm, 20…40…60…80…90, 10 more left! I'm in the home stretch of the class! 3...2…1, the last question! I filled in the last box and turned in my test praying and hoping I pass. 

"Okay you guys can get can get up, take a break, and eat your lunch," the instructor informed us.

"Finally," I whispered to my neighbor while going to the hall.

"Do you think you passed?" Hunter asked as we got outside.

"I hope," I answered.

"Me too! That would suck if you didn't, having to retake the whole class!"

"I know! It would suck!" 

"I could barely last 20 minutes in this class without getting bored, but having another 16 hours on this 16 hours, I would die!"

"I feel ya bro, but I'm gonna go eat, I'm starved!" I answered while walking away. 

When I got to my seat, I pulled out my lunch and dug in right away, instantly entering heaven. This right here is some top quality food. I thought jokingly. It feels like I haven't ate in ages!

I devoured the roast beef sandwich, the apple, the chex mix, until I came to my last substance of the glorious food: the granola bar. "No! It can't be, my lunch was just so scrumptious, but now it's gone!" I whispered painfully while finishing the granola bar.

"Okay everyone back in to find out your grades and get out of here!" the instructor said enthusiastically.

"Thank God I finished my food before we had to come in because that would have been horrific having to give up my babies!" I murmured.

Soon we were all back in and they began handing the tests back, "John, Matt, Tyler..."

There was my name, I better have passed or I will be really pissed! I thought while walking up to get my test. Once it was in my grasp I read the score at the top: 92%! I passed! 

"Thank goodness!" I shouted a little too loud and got a couple odd stares. "What? I passed!" I said in return.

"Hopefully you guys are happy with your score, but now it’s time to wrap this sucker up! Everybody make sure you have everything and get out of here!" she stated as we all rushed for the door.

When I broke into the open, through the crowd I spotted my dad sitting in his "sports car" waiting for me. Once I got into the car I broke him the news, "I passed!"

Word Choice and Context

Tyler Kiser

3-14-13

Word Choice and Context

Mrs. Reagles 5^th Hour

Dreams

Dreams, dreams, dreams. “Dreams” by Langston Hughes is a glum poem. It describes in vibrant words why you always need to have dreams even if you doubt they will come true. In the text it also describes why the world needs dreams because if we didn’t everything would be boring or “…if dreams die/ Life is a broken-winged bird.” If “Dreams” wouldn’t have contained the juicy figurative language it would be dull and boring, just like the world without dreams.

Throughout “Dreams” there is one type of figurative language that sets the tone for this part of the poem and it is a metaphor. The first metaphor states “Hold fast to dreams/ for if dreams die/ life is a broken-winged bird/ that cannot fly.” This compares dead dreams to life as a broken-winged bird. It tells us that when dreams die off life compares to a broken-winged bird that can’t fly. Which means that when dreams die off life doesn’t move forward with new ideas, but stops advancing and progressing.

The second metaphor of “Dreams” is “Hold fast to dreams/ for when dreams go/ life is a barren  field/ frozen with snow.” This time the second metaphor in “Dreams” compares life without dreams to a barren field with frozen snow instead of a broken-winged bird. The meaning of this metaphor is that when dreams stop life freezes up and doesn’t progress with new ideas, but instead the happiness in the world dies away.

The tone in “Dreams” makes me feel sad and glum because of the way he uses his two metaphors in the poem. It adds a sad tone because of how he compares life without dreams to a broken-winged bird or a barren field frozen with snow. I think he compared life without dreams to those two things because he wants people to know how sad and dreadful life without dreams would be.

I believe that Langston Hughes wrote this poem to emphasize his point of not giving up on dreams and to not stop dreaming.  He wants this because he didn’t have an easy life when his parents separated and he had to live with his mom’s mother. It got even worse when his grandma died and he had to move to live with family, live with friends, and even live with James and Mary Reed. In the end when times were tough he would read his books and dreamed that “…when people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables, as we did in Kansas".[IA1] 

Overall Langston Hughes wants us to dream and come up with new ideas because he knows when people do that the world becomes flourished with happiness, not broken-winged birds. Also he uses figurative language to make the poem sink in even more than without metaphors and ripe words. In the end when Langston Hughes wrote “Dreams” if he wouldn’t have used juicy word choice, and figurative language, this poem would be dull and boring just like the world would be without dreams.

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 [IA1]His life inspired him to write this poem, to keep people dreaming when times were tough, and to not give up on dreams like he didn’t.

Personal Narrative

Tyler Kiser

2/25/13

Personal Narrative

Reagels 5^th hour

Hide the Glowstick

“Author’s Note:

I wrote this piece to demonstrate my understanding of a Personal Narrative.”

            We flew through the woods, with the moon high in the sky. It was providing us with minimal light to guide us through the path. “C’mon on where is it,” my dad whispered impatiently over the humming of the engine.

“I am totally lost! We have looked all over and haven’t found anything at all!” I shouted back as we soared through the woods on our a.t.v.  Then there out through the trees in the distance I caught a glimpse of the green glow.

“Dad, dad I think I see it over in the back yard!” I said anxiously.

“No way that’s like the most obvious place ever!” he said as he shut off the lights.

“Then why didn’t we look there then?”

“Well I don’t know.”

“Whatever let’s just go!” I whispered over the stalling engine.

            As we started up going again my dad kept the head lights shut off and we went “stealth mode”. We shot through the endless rows of trees until we ran into a problem: the competition. We heard them coming down the path and instantly my dad cut right off the trail and right into a tree. “Don’t make a sound,” my dad whispered as he shut off the engine. GRRRRRRR! You could hear the competitions’ engine rumble as they rode past.

My cousins are really clueless sometimes. I thought when I couldn’t hear their engine anymore.

            Finally we took off down the path passing wildlife, passing trees, and passing brush until we broke out into the open and there it was: the glow stick. All of a sudden out of the blue came our cousins, flying down the driveway and gaining on us. Instantly after we saw them my dad full throttled it and man did we soar.

Soon we were within 50 yards of the objective, but we started tilting on our two wheels. We were going too fast and the ground started to slant, we were on the side of a hill with only two wheels on the ground until… BAM! It flipped! The a.t.v came crashing down on my leg! “Ow!” I screamed.

With my last effort I pushed through the pain and ran for the glowstick. Soon I was within 10 feet, my cousin Jake to my left and my sister Hailey to my right. On my final push I dived for the glowstick and grabbed it right before they could grasp the string of the glowstick. We had did it! We won!

Rush for the Gold

Tyler Kiser

2/25/13

Character Analysis

Reagels 5^th hour

Character Analysis

“Author’s Note:

I wrote this to demonstrate my understanding of Character Analysis.”

            She flew through the water taking a breath every few strokes, closing the gap between her and the final wall. Will she make it? Can she win? Do you believe in Susan Carol Anderson? Well in the book Rush for Gold by John Feinstein you can find out if she will push through with her strength and courage to take on the 200 m butterfly. Susan Carol Anderson in the book  has amazing courage, strength and heart.

            Susan Carol has outstanding courage and persistence to train for races, but more importantly to make it to the Olympics. “In the summer I would crack out 12,000 m a day.” She will push forward even if it means spending all of her time training and preparing for a chance of a life time: to win a gold medal. Susan Carol also gives her hardest even when she is struggling to finish the last leg of the biggest race of her life. “Just about out of air, she forced herself to stay down for the last three strokes.” As she pushed herself to her limit she dominated her opponent to qualify for the Olympic swim team. “Next to her name was the pretties sight… the number 1.” Susan had finally took first in the 200 m butterfly after taking second in the 100 m butterfly earlier.

            In this book Susan has one big heart, caring for everyone even if she doesn’t like them. She especially cares for her dad, even though he may be getting persuaded by money she still loves him. “He seems to be losing it… he said he would never side with agents, but now he does.” She barely got that out before bursting into tears, because her dad had promised her he would never side with the agents. Stevie, her best friend, says she has such an amazing and caring smile that he calls it, “The Smile”. “She gave him The Smile when she first saw him.” In the end she always has a positive attitude when it comes to life, always laughing and having fun.

            Overall Susan Carol has an amazing heart, has amazing courage, and has amazing perseverance. She does this because she grew up with loving and caring parents, which some of that happiness may have rubbed off on her. Susan will always pull through for you in the end and will keep you company with “The Smile”.

Creative Writing

Chairs

DING! DING! Crap, of course the school bell has to ring now! Let’s just hope I don’t have to meet with Mr. Fat Albert again, he smells like rotting fish and he could probably lay off the cookies, I thought.

The students stormed in the class room screaming and yelling at one another, or should I say “talking” to one another. Soon enough the kids started picking their seats and then there he was; Mr. Fat Albert was coming right for me! “Oh no, oh no!” I …whispered to myself. “This is not happening!” Squish!

Ewe! was my only reaction when he first hit my seat. All his juicy blubber molded around my seat forming a perfect square. I will not be able to handle this for long! 4^th hour this fat arse is going to get it once and for all! When he gets back from lunch I’m going to bring down the hammer! I plotted.  

The kids rambunctiously entered the class room after lunch like a herd of baby elephants, all of them screaming and shouting. Then the real elephant walked in the room: Fat Albert. Every step he took you could fell the floor shake. Finally! Bring it on fatty!

Once he sat down I took my plan into action, I slowly rocked back and forth on my four legs, it felt like I had a 10,000 pound brick sitting on me but after I put enough force… POW! That kid hit the ground so hard I thought the ground would be dented, but it seemed like the ground was okay. “WAH!” Fat Albert wailed. “Mommy! Mommy! Where’s my mommy?”

“Oh I got that kid good this time,” I said as he got walked out of the room to nurses office balling.

“This chair must be broken, otherwise Johnny wouldn’t have tipped over,” the teacher told the class.

“Really his name is Johnny, wow I thought Fat Albert suited him better,” I said sarcastically.

“Well, would someone like to help me get this broken chair out of here?” asked Mrs. Douser.

“Me! Me! Me! Pick me!” shouted a boy from the back.

“Okay I guess Timmy will get to help me and he won’t have to do his math homework tonight,” Mrs. Douser stated. Instantly after that the whole room erupted with kids shouting “No I’ll do it!” or screaming, “Pick me instead!”

“Everybody quiet and in your seat now!” Mrs. Douser shouted. “Now Timmy let’s go bring this out to the garbage pick-up area.”

Wait no! You can’t take me out to the garbage disposal!” I dreaded as they picked me up and took me out. “I’m doomed, I thought. I’m doomed.

Essay

Tyler Kiser

Reagels 5^th hour

Essay

11/2/12

Premier

"Authors Note:

This piece is about Premier. I wrote this to demonstrate my understanding of an essay."

“Come on you guys let’s go!” Brian screamed as Joe Hartung took it up the field. When  Joe charges down field he gets approached by the right wing defender and dominates him with a croave to take it to the top of the 18. You can hear the opponents’ coach screaming and shouting for the defenders to drop, but it is too late. Joe dishes it to Brandon who strikes it right to the back of the net. “Yeah! Way to go,” our coach screams just as the opponent takes the kick off. Now do we play for the win… or the tie?

            5-1-2. Is this a good enough record for you? Well for my team, Pewaukee Sussex United this is still not good enough. As the year has progressed we have improved individually and as a team. We will also have to make tough decisions that we make as a team, like moving up to Premier or staying down in 1^st division, to our coach making decisions about who plays where. Overall the biggest decision we have to make is either going up a level or staying where we are and win our division.

With this decision that we are going to have to make a lot will come after it. For example if we are to stay down in 1^st division we will still need to have the same amount of practices a week which will keep our skill up. Also we will still have the same amount of games that we had this season. The teams that we will play though will not be as advanced as the Premier teams we would play if we move up. Tournaments we will enter in will have more competition than usual because we still need a tough challenge every once and a while. 1^st division will also give us many opportunities that we would not have if we move up to Premier. Our team will be able to travel in state and out of state to tournaments that we will not be eligible to enter in Premier. In state we would be able to go to Appleton for the state cup and for out of state we would be able to go to Kansas city for the President’s Cup which is only for 1^st division teams. Finally if we stay in 1^st division our coach is going to set us one goal and one goal only: to win the division.

On the other hand if we would move up to Premier there would be many differences from this year. This means that at practice we need to improve many things like first touch because if that doesn’t improve we would look as dumb as a football player trying to play soccer. Another thing that would need to improve would be our possession game because if we don’t improve that we wouldn’t even make one successful pass. Finally we would need to improve our practice time, improve our practice quality and improve our practice drills.  If we do this we will be able to improve our game play and be more of a competition to the opponent.

“Ref, time?”

“Under a minute,” he answers.

“Let’s go!” I shout.

Soon enough the opponent has a breakaway down the field and has our final defender to defeat. He tries to dribble right through him but gets stopped with ease by John who plays a long ball up to Joe. “Push up!” my coach screamed.

We shot down the field  determined to get the winning goal. TWEET, TWEET, TWEET! The game was over, we tied.

Overall our team Pewaukee Sussex United has to make some tough decisions that will affect what we are and what we do. It will even decide what our competition will be like in the future along with our record in the league. Our record at the end of the season will play a big role what will happen in two years; will we move up, move down or stay the same? Is our record is good enough?