Living in the woods.

•May 15, 2007 • Leave a Comment

   I have lived in the city for very long time and I am sick and tired of people telling me what to

do, whats right and whats wrong. I completaly dislike people telling me that I can’t do

something. I had to get away, so I grabed cantain, lighter, strings, and hatchet and went to the

woods. I needed to get away. Find myself.

   It was dark and cold summer night. I stoped at the middle of the woods and set up a fire with

a lighter I have found in my pocket and dry wood that was near me. I layed down next to the

fire and fell asleep right away. In the morning the a sound of birds woke me up. The beautiful

sounds of birds, so much better then little kids throwing rocks at your window. The smell of

trees and flowers, you can accually breath. In the City and in the neighbrhood you smell

factories and cigaretes.

   I gat hungry so I went for a walk to see if I could find something to eat, I took my cantain and a

bag with me. Not too far from where I was I have found bush of berries near a flowing river. It

was really hard to find ripe berries. I only gat a bag of berries to eat. I puted water in my cantain

and then I jumped in the river, so I’d washed up a little. After my river bath, I had to find some

wood and gather it together so I could build a cabin, where I could stay. I went back to my fire

place and took my hatchet and went to find a good wood then I took it to my fire place. I

cleaned up the ground with my hatchet and started tieing some woods together. I have finished

tieing ground of the cabin. I also made myself a spear for hunting and when I saw a deer around

I killed it. At first I felt sorry for the animal but I had to do it, I had to eat something in order to

survive. I made a blanket out of the deers skin to keep me warm at night. I puted the deersmeat

over the fire, now I have food supply for at least a week. I was getting late again. I layed down

on a wooden ground and deers skin looking up the stars. The stars are so much visible here in

the woods then in the City. I felt so relaxed and free, I could focus on my thoughts for the first

time.

   In the morning the sound of birds woke me up again. It’s a sunny day and I have everything I

need, I just need to finish building walls and roof. So I gat to it. I gathered wood together tied it

up and I had one side done. I was very proud of my work. I never thought I’m going to be

building anything. I ate someof the deers meat that I had from the other night and gat back to

work building my cabin. I gathered some more wood together and tied it up and had another

side done, now I just need roof.

      I ran out of water so I went to the river with my cantain to get the water. On a way back it

Started poreing. I used deers skin as a roof. It rained for at least five hours. In the morning all

the wood was wet, so I could not really do anything with it.

   I went fishing, so I could eat something else other then deer and I also gat more berries.

When the trees dried I took my hatchet and gat wood and gathered it together so I could finish

my roof, I tied peaces together really tight incase of storm coming in, and I was done with

building my cabin.

   Everytime I hunt an animal I used its skin for something. I would use it fordacorating the cabin

inside and out. I lived of nature for three years then I decided to go back to my City life. I just

wanted to prove myself and others that I can do things myself. To clear my head, and to find

who I am and what am I worth. Now I now that I can not allow anyone stending in my way, and

in what I belive in.

THE END.

 

  

 

  

•May 13, 2007 • Leave a Comment

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Henry David Thoreau

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Henry David Thoreau

How was Henrey D. Thoreau Influenced? « 136

•May 9, 2007 • Leave a Comment

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How was Henrey D. Thoreau Influenced?

•May 9, 2007 • 1 Comment

 

      Henry david Thoreau influenced by the insight of Kant and Carlyle. But his style differs by the

insight of Emerson (Henry 1). Henry was questioning how people lived and what values they

have. What people live for and why. He wanted to change the way people live. He wanted them

to realize why they do the things they do. “Be true to your work, your word, and your friend.

(Henry David Thoreau 4). Henry was a man with planty of talents who worked and had a hard

life (transcendentalism Henry 1).

  

Henry David Thoreau was born in 1817, in Concord Massachusetts (about Thoreau’s life).

Henry grew very close to his brother John. They were each others best friends, and very close

to each other. They both went to Harvard Collage University, that John helped Henry to pay for

(Henry and John 8). Henry and John after collage become teachers in the Concord Center school

for two weeks (csusten 4).

 

   When in 1814 John cut himself while shaving and died of lockjaw in henry’s arms (Henry and

John 10). It was Henry’s first tragety and it was very hard for him to recover from it. When

Henry was 28 years old, he wanted to write his first book that would be memorial (about Henry

Thoreau 1). Henry decided to go to Walden Pond and build his own cabin on a land owened by

Emerson. Emerson was also a poet and essayist (Ralph Waldo Emerson 1). Henry read a great

amount of books and he also spend a lot of time in nature, where he started writing. Henry fell

in love with nature. Friends and family would come visit him at his cabin, where he was there

for two years (about Henry Thoreau 10).

   Henry’s first book was called “ A week on the Concord and Merrimac Rivers (1894)” (about

Henry 9). Henry also wrote poems, but more then poems he wrote journals and letters. Henry

David Thoreau was a man who would get in trouble with government and plenty of other

people. Alto many people would compare with him. He always questin things, argued with

everyone. He lived his life his own way. His ways of braking rules gat him in jail for refusing to

pay his toll tax (csustan 2). While he was in jail, he wrote a famous essay called “Ressistance to

Civil Government” (Thoreau 2). Henry David Thoreau was against all the rules. Henry was

against slavery (about Henry Thoreau 5). He wanted that all to change. Many people would say

that he is negative and doesn’t care about people. But he cares about the problems and all the

people around him.

 

   When Henry came back home, Henry then worked with his father for many years making

pencils. His Father was pencil manifacturer (about Hennry Thoreau 1). Henry Thoreau suffered

from Tuberculosis since he was a young boy and he carried it with him throw out his adulthood.

Thoreau died very young, at the age of 44 (hdThoreau 3). His funeral was held in the first

Parrish church in Concord, MA, he was buried at foot of Bedford Street, where his sister Helen

and his brother John along with his parents were also buried (Thoreauhd 2).

 

   Henry was known for two accomplishments after his death. One of accomplishments was that

all of his stories weren’t just stories. His stories were stories from real life, real life, real people

in real places. The other accomplishments was that he lived life in his own terms and his own

way and wrote it all down. (about henrys life 3). Henry David Thoreau is known today as famous

transcendentalism writer.

  

 

What is Poetry and Trancendentalism?

•April 17, 2007 • Leave a Comment

Poetry is “the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings”. The art of rhythmical composition, written or spoken, for exciting pleasure by beautiful, imaginative, or elevated thoughts. Poetry is a lot of things to a lot of people. Poetry shows an emotional feeling of what the person feels.

“The Transcendentalists can be understood in one sense by context, by what they were rebelling against, what they saw as the current situation and therefore as what they were trying to be different from.”

Hello world!

•April 17, 2007 • 1 Comment

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