This is a final project I did for one of my classes last term, an illustration of Charles Baudelaire's poem "Correspondances". (Click for an alternate viewing experience.)
Showing posts with label French. Show all posts
Showing posts with label French. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 11, 2017
Correspondances
Sunday, May 29, 2016
The Beginning of the End
It's about to be 10th week, and then my freshman year will really be coming to a close. I've registered for classes fall term. I'm pretty excited: French 204, Anthropology of Humor, Folk Dance, and Norse and Celtic Mythology. I've been less interested in Biology lately.
This Saturday was Rotblatt (the 150th year, too). I was in line for a T-shirt at 3am. It began to lightly rain on us, which was fun. When they started tossing our shirts around 5am, the crush of people was unexpectedly forceful. One of the barriers was knocked down, and I was pretty certain I would get lost between the groups of people pushing in two different directions. Luckily, I claimed my shirt and was freed from the mass of people. Rotblatt itself started around 5:30am, I believe. It's a softball game with an inning for every year of Carleton's existence, and must be played with a drink of some type in one hand. Mostly, it appears to be a reason for the student body to get outside during Spring Term.
This Saturday was Rotblatt (the 150th year, too). I was in line for a T-shirt at 3am. It began to lightly rain on us, which was fun. When they started tossing our shirts around 5am, the crush of people was unexpectedly forceful. One of the barriers was knocked down, and I was pretty certain I would get lost between the groups of people pushing in two different directions. Luckily, I claimed my shirt and was freed from the mass of people. Rotblatt itself started around 5:30am, I believe. It's a softball game with an inning for every year of Carleton's existence, and must be played with a drink of some type in one hand. Mostly, it appears to be a reason for the student body to get outside during Spring Term.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Le Petit Prince
Dans ma classe de français, nous avons lu Le Petit Prince, écrivant par Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. Le livre est long,
mais j'ai bien aimé. Le fin est vraiment
triste, mais le livre enseigne au sujet de vie. L'auteur révéle comment stupides sont beaucoup de choses dans notre vie moderne. Particulièrement, Saint-Exupéry enseigne au sujet de
quoi est le plus précieux.
Il dit qu'il n’est pas l’argent, ou les possessions qui sont le plus précieux. Il dit qu’il est
les amis. Tout l'histoire est une allégorie élaborée. N’importe que votre avis est, le livre vaut la peine et le temps de
lire. Je suis meilleure pour le lire.Friday, May 25, 2012
A Tale of Two Cities
![]() |
| Charles Dickens |
For one thing, I enjoy Dickens' writing style. Dickens was an English writer of the early 1800's. He is very descriptive without being boring or tedious. He is the author of such greats as Great Expectations, Oliver Twist, and the seasonal favorite, A Christmas Carol.

A Tale of Two Cities begins with the famous quote: "It was the best of times; it was the worst of times." This refers to the setting before and during the French Revolution. The story centers around Lucie Manette, who is the daughter of a Bastille prisoner. While in England, she marries Charles Darnay, also a Frenchman by birth. This leaves the lovesick Darnay lookalike Sydney Carton desolate and heartbroken. When her husband returns to France during the turbulent times of the French Revolution, an ugly past rears its head. The book's ending will make you want to burst into tears. You can buy A Tale of Two Cities here. For those Dickens-lovers in the California area, there is an essay contest at University of California Santa Cruz.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)





