Sunday, February 3, 2013

#10

Chapter 7


You're hidden right out in the open -- that is, you would be if you only realized it. They wouldn't see you because they don't expect you to know anything, since they believe they've taken care of that . . ." Page 154
Crenshaw the vet is telling the narrator that deep down he thinking about freedom and he dont need to be a complete fool in order to succeed, and have more confidence and be you and that he will face his his problem. the veteran doctor from the golden day make this statement to the narrator because its foreshadows the notion of invisibility that the narrator will come to learn

#9

Chapter 6


"I like your spirit, son. You're a fighter, and I like that; you just lack judgment, though lack of judgment can ruin you. That's why I have to penalize you, son. I know how you feel, too. You don't want to go home to
be humiliated, I understand that, because you have some vague notions about dignity" Page 144
I think that in this part is when the narrator is  getting kicked out of the campus because of the accident in the golden day . They are going to sent him in New York so he can get a job and come back next year. At the beginning Dr.Bledseo liked the narrator becausehe was very smartut now hecant trust him no more
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#8


Chapter 8

"This was New York . I had to get a job and earn money." I think this quote is important it is leading you to a big event. I feel like the narrator is getting prepare for the real world. The narrator just got kick out of the campus . The narrator have boost up his confidence when he look at the mirror full of unread letters.And waiting for a appointment with Mr.Bates




Thursday, January 10, 2013

#7

The Scene where Mr.Norton told the narrator that he will take care of the problem & tries to help him

#6

Chapter 4


"Is Mr. Norton in his room?" he said to the girl.
"Yessir, Dr. Bledsoe, sir," she said. "He said to tell you to come in
when you got here."
Pausing at the door I heard him clear his throat, then rap softly
upon the panel with his fist.
"Mr. Norton?" he said, his lips already a smile. And at the answer I
followed him inside.
It was a large light room. Mr. Norton sat in a huge wing chair with
his jacket off. A change of clothing lay on the cool bedspread. Above a
spacious fireplace an oil portrait of the Founder looked down at me remotely,
benign, sad, and in that hot instant, profoundly disillusioned. Then a veil
seemed to fall.
"I've been worried about you, sir," Dr. Bledsoe said. "We expected
you at the afternoon session . . ."
Now it's beginning, I thought. Now --
And suddenly he rushed forward. "Mr. Norton, your head!" he cried,
a strange grandmotherly concern in his voice. "What happened, sir?"
"It's nothing." Mr. Norton's face was immobile. "A mere scratch."
Dr. Bledsoe whirled around, his face outraged. "Get the doctor over
here," he said. "Why didn't you tell me that Mr. Norton had been injured?"
"I've already taken care of that, sir," I said softly, seeing him whirl
back."PG 103-104
I think this is important because this is the part where Dr.Bledsoe was very angry at the narrator because he though he was a careful , a sensible young man to go with Mr.Norton. Dr.Bledseo though that they was in a car accident. The narrator try to explain that it was it just a whiskey that got him over board. In his though , he was blaming Jim Trueblood,if they had never sat down,it would of never happen. When Mr.Noton talked to Dr.Bledseo he convince him that it was the narrator fault . The narrator felt so relieved and that Mr.Narton is supporting him towards his college education.

"Very good. Self-reliance is a most worthy virtue. I shall look forward
with the greatest of interest to learning your contribution to my fate." He
motioned me toward the door. "And don't forget to see Dr. Bledsoe."
I left somewhat reassured, but not completely. I still had to face Dr.
Bledsoe. And I had to attend chapel."PG 107-108

#5


Chapter 3


"In a panic I ran back into the Golden Day, bursting through the
noise as through an invisible wall.
"Halley! Help me, he's dying!"
I tried to get through but no one seemed to have heard me. I was
blocked on both sides. They were jammed together.
"Halley!"
Two patients turned and looked me in the face, their eyes two inches
from my nose.
"What is wrong with this gentleman, Sylvester?" the tall one said.
"A man's dying outside!" I said.
"Someone is always dying," the other one said.
"Yes, and it's good to die beneath God's great tent of sky."
"He's got to have some whiskey!"
"Oh, that's different," one of them said and they began pushing a
path to the bar. "A last bright drink to keep the anguish down. Step aside,
please!"
"School-boy, you back already?" Halley said."Give me some whiskey. He's dying!"
"I done told you, school-boy, you better bring him in here. He can
die, but I still got to pay my bills."
"Please, they'll put me in jail."
"You going to college, figure it out," he said.
"You'd better bring the gentleman inside," the one called Sylvester
said. "Come, let us assist you."
We fought our way out of the crowd. He was just as I left him.
"Look, Sylvester, it's Thomas Jefferson!"
"I was just about to say, I've long wanted to discourse with him."
I looked at them speechlessly; they were both crazy. Or were they
joking?
"Give me a hand," I said.
"Gladly."
I shook him. "Mr. Norton!"
"We'd better hurry if he's to enjoy his drink," one of them said
thoughtfully.
We picked him up. He swung between us like a sack of old clothes.
"Hurry!"
As we carried him toward the Golden Day one of the men stopped
suddenly and Mr. Norton's head hung down, his white hair dragging in the
dust.
"Gentlemen, this man is my grandfather!"
"But he's white, his name's Norton."
"I should know my own grandfather! He's Thomas Jefferson and I'm
his grandson -- on the 'field-nigger' side," the tall man said.
"Sylvester, I do believe that you're right. I certainly do," he said,
staring at Mr. Norton. "Look at those features. Exactly like yours -- from the
identical mold. Are you sure he didn't spit you upon the earth, fully clothed?"
"No, no, that was my father," the man said earnestly."PG 76-78
I think this part is important because this is the main part where it lead to the narrator fault because they went to the golden day and Mr.Norton felt sick , so in order to feel better he need some whiskey and the narrator couldnt get on because he was a student. So Norton was at a point to died so they call the vet. and they came to rescued him . Also the narrator got trouble because he riding with the college founder and got him sick

Sunday, January 6, 2013

#4

Chapter 2 

Jim Trueblood share his story about his wife & daughter.
The young man ( Ralph) talk about how beautiful is was his college. It was a very old building cover vines and rose that dazzled the eye in summer. When   he walk  toward the path he  saw a bronze statue of the college founder who is a millionaires . When he met Mr.Norton he had the privilege of driving him anywhere. The young man was very pleasure because he talk to him and ask favor of doing something to get him in the campus. Mr.Norton ask the young man if he had studied Ralph Waldo Emerson. the young man was very embarrassed because he havent.When they was in the car they talk about how the college mean so much to him because he is proud to have been one of the founders.Mr.Narton was talk about the interest in the campus and his student. the young man also drive in a area where a cabin was build during slavery and mention Jim Trueblood. Jim Trueblood  was a man who was very  sorry to sleep with his daughter Matty lou.Jim lay thinking about the boy Mattie lou was seeing and how she was becoming a woman . The his though strayed to an old girlfriend he had when he was younger. Jim Trueblood recount that he turned away from her but could still feel her moving as he fell alseep and had the dream. Mr.Norton gives him a 1000 dollor bill and the young man ask for him to get a whiskey because he was feeling ill.


Beautiful old building cover with vines.