The following assessment focuses on your ability to identify central ideas in informational text and connect them to the supporting evidence.
Some things I have to say ain’t getting said
in this snowy, blond, blue-eyed, gum-chewing English
dawn’s early light sifting through persianas closed
the night before by dark-skinned girls whose words
evoke cama, aposento, suenos in nombres
from that first world I can’t translate from Spanish.
Gladys, Rosario, Altagracia—the sounds of Spanish
wash over me like warm island waters as I say
your soothing names: a child again learning the nombres
of things you point to in the world before English
turned sol, tierra, cielo, luna to vocabulary words—
sun, earth, sky, moon. Language closed
like the touch-sensitive morivivi whose leaves closed
when we kids poked them, astonished. Even Spanish
failed us back then when we saw how frail a word is
when faced with the thing it names. How saying
its name won’t always summon up in Spanish or English
the full blown genie from the bottled nombre.
Gladys, I summon you back by saying your nombre.
Open up again the house of slatted windows closed
since childhood, where palabras left behind for English
stand dusty and awkward in neglected Spanish.
Rosario, muse of el patio, sing to me and through me say
that world again, begin first with those first words
you put in my mouth as you pointed to the world—
not Adam, not God, but a country girl numbering
the stars, the blades of grass, warming the sun by saying,
Que calor! As you opened up the morning closed
inside the night until you sang in Spanish,
estas son las mananitas, and listening in bed, no English
yet in my head to confuse me with translations, no English
doubling the world with synonyms, no dizzying array of words
--the world was simple and intact in Spanish—
luna, sol, casa, luz, flor, as if the nombres
were the outer skin of things, as if the words were so close
one left a mist of breath on things by saying
their names, an intimacy I now yearn for in English—
words so close to what I mean that I almost hear my Spanish
heart beating, beating inside what I say en ingles.
Visit English 10A Google Group Page and respond to the following prompt:
How is our identity constructed by our experiences and the societies in which we live and what happens when identities (culturally) are in conflict within us?
Joy is not just something that we write on a Christmas card. Joy is something we all want to experience in our lives. The more we can fill our lives with joyous moments, the happier our lives will be.
At the end of the chapter "Valentine Heart," Junior makes a list of his favorites--things that bring him joy. Take a few minutes and make a list of your ten favorite things or things that bring you joy. An extension to this activity: save your list and post it/ stick it somewhere prominent so it reminds you to add these things to your day more often.
The following assessment focuses on your ability to identify central ideas in informational text and connect them to the supporting evidence.
Take a second and perceive all you have accomplished. Your tenacity continues to serve you well. Performance Task 2 lies just ahead. Good luck to you.