jueves, 3 de diciembre de 2009

Charles Dicken's Life


Charles Dickens' Life


Charles Dickens was born in Landport, Hampshire, during the new industrial age, which gave birth to theories of Karl Marx. Dickens's father was a clerk in the navy pay office. He was well paid but often ended in financial troubles. In 1814 Dickens moved to London, and then to Chatham, where he received some education. The schoolmaster William Giles gave special attention to Dickens, who made rapid progress. In 1824, at the age of 12, Dickens was sent to work for some months at a blacking factory, Hungerford Market, London, while his father John was in Marshalea debtor's prison. "My father and mother were quite satisfied," Dickens later recalled bitterly. "They could hardly have been more so, if I had been twenty years of age, distinguished at a grammar-school, and going to Cambridge." Later this period found its way to the novel LITTLE DORRITT. John Dickens paid his £40 debt with the money he inherited from his mother; she died at the age of seventy-nine when he was still in prison.


In 1824-27 Dickens studied at Wellington House Academy, London, and at Mr. Dawson's school in 1827. From 1827 to 1828 he was a law office clerk, and then a shorthand reporter at Doctor's Commons. After learning shorthand, he could take down speeches word for word. At the age of eighteen, Dickens applied for a reader's ticket at the British Museum, where he read with eager industry the works of Shakespeare, Goldsmith's History of England, and Berger's Short Account of the Roman Senate. He wrote for True Sun, Mirror of Parliament, and the Morning Chronicle. Dickens gained soon the reputation as "the fastest and most accurate man in the Gallery", and he could celebrate his prosperity with "a new hat and a very handsome blue cloak with velvet facings," as one of his friend described his somewhat dandyish outlook. In the 1830s Dickens contributed to Monthly Magazine, and The Evening Chronicle and edited Bentley's Miscellany. These years left Dickens with lasting affection for journalism and suspicious attitude towards unjust laws. His career as a writer of fiction started in 1833 when his short stories and essays to appeared in periodicals. 'A Dinner at Poplar Walk' was Dickens's first published sketch. It appeared in the Monthly Magazine in December 1833. It made him so proud, that he later told that "I walked down to Westminster Hall, and turned into it for half an hour, because my eyes were so dimmed with joy and pride, that they could not bear the street, and were not fit to be seen there." SKETCHES BY BOZ, illustrated by George Cruikshank, was published in book form in 1836-37. THE POSTHUMOUS PAPERS OF THE PICKWICK CLUB was published in monthly parts from April 1836 to November 1837.


Dickens's relationship with Maria Beadnell, the daughter of a banker, whom he had courted for four years, ended in 1833. Three years later Dickens married Catherine Hogart, the daughter of his friend George Hogarth, who edited the newly established Evening Chronicle. With Catherine he had 10 children. They separated in 1858. Some biographers have suspected that Dickens was more fond of Catherine's sister, Mary, who moved into their house and died in 1837 at the age of 17 in Dickens's arms. Eventually she became the model for Dora Copperfield. Dickens also wanted to be buried next to her and wore Mary's ring all his life. Another of Catherine's sisters, Georgiana, moved in with the Dickenses, and the novelist fell in love with her. Dickens also had a long liaison with the actress Ellen Ternan, whom he had met by the late 1850s.


Dickens's sharp ear for conversation helped him to create colorful characters through their own words. In his daily writing Dickens followed certain rules: "He rose at a certain time, he retired at another, and, though no precisian, it was not often that arrangements varied. His hours for writing were between breakfast and luncheon, and when there was any work to be done, no temptation was sufficiently strong to cause it to be neglected. The order and regularity followed him through the day. His mind was essentially methodical, and in his long walks, in his recreations, in his labour, he was governed by rules laid down for himself - rules well studied beforehand, and rarely departed from.

Halloween


Halloween

History of Halloween, like any other festival's history is inspired through traditions that have transpired through ages from one generation to another. We follow them mostly as did our dads and grandpas. And as this process goes on, much of their originality get distorted with newer additions and alterations. It happens so gradually, spanning over so many ages, that we hardly come to know about these distortions. At one point of time it leaves us puzzled, with its multicoloured faces. Digging into its history helps sieve out the facts from the fantasies which caught us unaware. Yet, doubts still lurk deep in our soul, especially when the reality differs from what has taken a deep seated root into our beliefs. The history of Halloween Day, as culled from the net, is being depicted here in this light. This is to help out those who are interested in washing off the superficial hues to reach the core and know things as they truly are. 'Trick or treat' may be an innocent fun to relish on the Halloween Day. But just think about a bunch of frightening fantasies and the scary stories featuring ghosts, witches, monsters, evils, elves and animal sacrifices associated with it. They are no more innocent. Are these stories a myth or there is a blend of some reality? Come and plunge into the halloween history to unfurl yourself the age-old veil of mysticism draped around it.

Food: At this day you will eat candies, chocolates, lollypopos and more candies.

Costumes:

•SOME TRADITIONAL COSTUMES AT THE PAST WERE WOLF MAN COSTUME,DRACULA,WITCH,ETC. KNOW THE TRADITIONAL COSTUMES AT THIS DAYS ARE FAMOUS PEOPLE ,MOVIE CHARACTERS,ETC.

TRADITION

HE TRADITION IN HALLOWEEN DAY IS THAT THE KIDS WITH THEIR PARENTS COME FROM DOOR TO DOOR ASKING FOR CANDIES.

Proposal:
•TO ASK FOR CANDIES
•TO EAT A LOT OF CANDIES
•TO WATCH HORROR MOVIESTO HAVE AWESOME COSTUMES.

Songs:

•Trick or treat, trick or treat, Give me something good to eat.Trick or treat, trick or treat, Give me something good to eat.

Symbol:
•The symbol or like we see at that day is a pumpkin called jack o lantern with any face sad, happy, funny,etc.

My School




Our school

Name: The Metal School.

Slogan: “We Make Our Future” We choose this slogan because we can choose our destiny and change it if we want to.

Subjects:


Monday
Rock
Heavy metal
Recess
Musical Ed.
Punk
Rock & Roll
Rock & Roll



Tuesday
Videos
Videos
Recess
Solos
Rock
Instrumental Ed.
Instrumental Ed.



Wednesday
Solos
Solos
Recess
Punk
Punk
Blues
Blues



Thursday
Rock
Rock
Recess
Musical Ed.
Musical Ed.
Videos
Videos



Friday
Instrumental Ed.
Rock & Roll
Recess
Rock
Rock
Heavy metal
Heavy metal


Uniform



•Is a black shacked with a black pant. Is black in reference of the fauns group.


The Hymn


We choose the "Master Of Puppets" hymn because it is a combination of different kinds of music.


End of puppet plays, bumbling awayI'm your source of self-amusement Hands that jump with fun, moving little oneWorking in puppet playgroundMove me you will see String is all you needDedicated toHow I'm pulling youCome bouncing faster Obey your masterYour legs run fasterObey your masterMasterMaster of Muppets I'm pulling your strings Turning your head and tapping your feetGuided by me, you can dance and singJust call my name, 'cause I'll hear your singMasterMasterJust call my name, 'cause I'll fix your seamMasterMasterNeedlework the way, making puppets playLife of socks becoming clearer Play monopoly, my puppet and me Test your talent in the mirrorWatch me you will seeString is all you needDedicated toHow I'm playing youCome bouncing fasterObey your masterYour arms wave fasterObey your masterMasterMaster of Muppets I'm pulling your strings Twisting your head and working your seamsGuided by me, you can fly and flingJust call my name, 'cause I'll give you wingsMasterMasterJust call my name, 'cause I have the dreamMasterMasterMaster, master, where's the dreams that I've been after ?Master, master, "I'm a real boy"Laughter, laughter, all I hear or see is laughterLaughter, laughter, laughter made of joyFur is worth all that, fabric habitatJust a face without an eyebrowNeverending gaze, drift on floppy legsNow your legs are out of rhythm, I will occupyI will help you smile, I will run for youNow I'm furry tooCome bumbling fasterObey your masterYour legs run fasterObey your masterMasterMaster of Muppets I'm pulling your strings Twisting your head and working your seamsGuided by me, you can fly and flingJust call my name, 'cause I'll give you wingsMasterMasterJust call my name, 'cause I have the dreamMasterzMaster.