Friday, March 11, 2011

A Remarkable Adventure

A modern poet, called Jack Prelutsky, wrote this laugh-out-loud poem about.....well, you find out!
I was at my bedroom table
With a notebook open wide,
when a giant anaconda started winding up my side,
I was filled with apprehension
and retreated down the stairs,
to be greeted at the bottom
by a dozen grizzly bears.

We tumultuously tussled
till I managed to get free,
then I saw, with trepidation,
there were tigers after me,
I could feel them growing close,
I was quivering with fear,
then I blundered into quicksand
and began to disappear.

I was rescued by an eagle
that descended from the skies
to embrace me with its talons,
to my terror and surprise,
but that raptor lost its purchase
when a blizzard made me sneeze,
and it dropped me in a thicket
where I battered both my knees.

I was suddenly surrounded
by a troop of savage trolls,
who maliciously informed me
they would toast me over coals,
I was lucky to elude them
when they briefly looked away-
that’s the reason why my homework
isn’t here with me today.

Till next time!

Jabberwocky

This poem, by Lewis Carrol, is one of the most influential across the world. It created such nonsense words like "chortle", "galumphing", and even "Jabberwocky." Don't make sense of it: It is a NONSENSE poem!

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! and through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


It was first featured in through the Looking Glass, and what Alice Found There. This was a sequel to Alice in Wonderland.
P.S. It appears in the movie of Alice in Wonderland, when the Hatter is carrying her, on his hat, though the forest.

Too Patriotic?

The people in my school hang on to the belief that if they do not accept the dark truths about India, they are patriotic.
At the beginning of the year, when the campaigning for the Student council was going on, we were all sitting in the Assembly Hall. a boy in ninth grade called Hussain Kachwalla was starting his speech. He was opting for the Health and Hygiene post.
"Good Morning, dear friends and teachers. I am Hussain Kachwalla, and I am campaigning for the Health and Hygiene post.
As we all know, the health and hygiene of a person is vital in life. It is like the tiny feather balancing you from life and death. we are all painfully aware of the lack of proper health and hygiene in India-----"
His sentence was obstructed by a primeval uproar. Every student in the hall was yelling at him, telling him that he was hateful. The poor boy stood there, not knowing what to do. A mere revealing of the horrifying truth caused such a riot- how could he continue his speech?
An eighth grader, Aditya Das(who doesn't care about India), took this as an opportunity to win some votes. He started booing and sticking his thumb down at Hussain, until he was controlled.
Is just telling the truth a cause of such anger? This is not Patriotic; this is simply ignorance. You can talk proudly of the magnificent culture of India: but you cannot deny the lack of proper health and hygiene as well as the corruption that prevails in it.
When the results were announced, everyone in my class(except for me) was relieved that Hussain hadn't 
 won.