Thursday, April 16, 2009

Does Literature Reflect or Shape Culture?


According to Oxford Advanced Learner’s Dictionary, “literature” means “pieces of writing or printed information on a particular subject.” Basically, literature provides information about something. This information can serve two purposes, to reflect or to shape culture. In Survival in Auschwitz, Primo Levi uses descriptive language to express his viewpoints on cultures he witnessed during Holocaust and to share the culture that he observed.
Depending on one’s perspective and position in culture, one culture may mean two opposite subjects to two different people. “I was twenty-four, with little wisdom, no experience and a decided tendency – encouraged by the life of segregation forced on me for the previous four years by the racial laws – to live in an unrealistic world of my own, a world inhabited by civilized Cartesian phantoms, by sincere male and bloodless female friendship” (Levi 13). In this quote, the reader can clearly see how Levi feels injustice towards “segregation.” To many “Italian Jews,” segregation may seem like a despicable act; however, to Germans, Jews or Jew-looking people belong to concentration camp according to the racial law. Segregation is a righteous, justified action for Germans. Because the readers are oblivious to German’s perspective of concentration camps, they automatically come to a conclusion German culture is full of affliction. Thus, in a way, Levi shapes German culture by limiting a variety of perspective on segregation.
Levi shapes who the prisoners are by telling the prisoner’s status in the civilian’s perspective. “They [civilians] hear us speak in many different languages, which they do not understand and which sound to them as grotesque as animal noises; they see us reduced to ignoble slavery, without hair, without honor and without names, beaten everyday, more abject every day, and they never see in our eyes a light of rebellion, or of peace, or of faith” (Levi 121). By reading this passage, the reader has a picture of prisoners as slaves and animals. The literature or the novel created a new group of people.
Among the violent, tormenting descriptions of tattooing, killing, and experimenting taking place in the concentration camp, Levi’s reflection on cultural issues in the concentration camp is found. “…man is never content. In fact it is not a question of a human incapacity for a state if absolute happiness, but of an ever-insufficient knowledge of the complex nature of the state of unhappiness…” (Levi 73). Levi realizes that one can never be completely unhappy because of the complexity involved in unhappiness. Other people may disagree with Levi and say that one can be completely unhappy but can’t be completely happy. What is brilliant about literature is that the author has the power to set the reader’s mind on one subject on one perspective. Hence, Levi’s literature reflects on culture.
Experiencing such violent and tormenting suffering in the concentration camp, Primo Levi indirectly uses his literature to shape and reflect on the cultures he experienced and observed. In my opinion, I think literature is limitless to its functions. All types of literature have a voice and a unique style that allows the author to share his or her perspective on a particular subject. The author can also use literature to form a particular image of a subject. The subject can be an idea, culture, or simply anything. As long as the author’s purpose of writing is clearly present, literature can do anything to deliver the message to the reader.


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Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Five Ways to Avoid Sloth

Five Ways to Avoid Sloth
By Jean E. Lee




Help other people.
For when you help other people,
You are serving the Lord.

Talk to people.
Talking is an opportunity to spread the gospel.

Take a walk.
Appreciate God’s creation
And think of yourself as a God’s servant.

Love people.
Share your love with people.
Even love your enemies.

Worship God.
Sing and praise the Lord
And glorify God.
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Ms. Virginia

Ms. Virginia

By Jean Eunjin Lee




At 9:45a.m.
Impeccably dressed in her purple girly outfit,
She greets Tuesday morning with a sweetest smile.
Thinking of sharing God’s words with students,
She grabs the microphone with bursting spirit.
Faithful young lady
Devoted Christian
Her love for Christ is indescribable.
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Self Control


Self Control

By Jean Eunjin Lee



“I’m going to go on tofu diet. I weighed seventy-six kilograms last year and I’m eighty kilograms right now. Can you believe it? Plus I’m aging rapidly these days because of all stress I get from working so hard!”
“Dad, you don’t look that bad. Although, if you lost some weight on you’d look younger.”
“Honey, you are an old man, what do you expect? Old men are supposed to have mountainous belly. Besides, I like it.”
“Because my body is so heavy, I can’t move well and my backaches are getting worse and worse. All of you really need to help me.”
“I definitely don’t want you in pain. I got your back, Hun.”
“Alright Dad you better not give up.”
Later in the evening, the Larson family gathered in the dining room. The dining table wasn’t full of scrumptious, mouthwatering food, instead, on the table, was tofu, lettuce, and non-fat salad dressing.
“Honey, is this all for dinner?”
“Dad, about three hours ago, you said you wanted to go on tofu diet. Remember?”
“Oh…right. The tofu surely does look white…and kind of delicious.”
“Honey, you simply must try the tofu! I grabbed the juiciest looking one at the supermarket. I think it’s organic.”
Mr. Larson, regretting what he had promised himself, unwilling finished his dinner in ten minutes. It was tough for such a big man to suddenly have a small, healthy meal. The amount of food alone satisfy him, not too mention the taste, or rather the lack of one.
“My Korean friends told me tofu is good for people that are dieting, I’m pretty sure this diet is working because I’m hungry already.”
“Hey kids, do you want some fresh red apples for dessert? I just got them today at Costco.”
“Mmm…that sounds good. Honey, can I have some too?”
“Sure, but are apples included in your diet?”
“Yup, I think apples would be perfect to eat after that filling meal of tofu.”
That night, Mr. Larson ended up consuming two whole apples in addition with his tofu meal. While everyone was asleep, Mr. Larson secretly took out a pint of ice cream from the freezer. The flavor was his favorite in the world, chocolate fudge with chocolate chips. One spoonful then became two then three and without noticing, the whole pint of ice cream was gone.
It might have been okay if Mr. Larson broke his “diet rules” for one day but it continued throughout the following weeks and months. Mr. Larson ended up gaining two more kilograms after he starting his “diet” the year before. Unable to control himself, Mr. Larson completely failed in his valiant attempt to lose weight for betterment his health. His backache got worse and his body more worn out. Ignorant of the fact that the diet was for his own good, Mr. Larson lied to his children and his wife about his eating habits. If he had controlled himself he could have been healthier and prevented turning into a deceptive person. So back to you, are you controlling yourself or is your desire controlling you? You know the answer.

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Pink Dare

Pink Dare


By Jean Eunjin Lee




As I sit and watch you work,
My heart beats like a road runner’s feet.

‘Don’t look away.’

For my jealousy upon the girl you look at
Will rise

If you dare to let go
What will happen to our pink love?

No more holding hands
No more goodnights kisses
No more “we”, “us”, and “our”

As I sit and watch you work
My hand beats like a road runner’s feet.
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Joy

Joy

By Jean Eunjin Lee



Source of everlasting happiness
Comfort for one’s mind
He is the Truth.

Warm, welcoming hands
A pat on the back
He is the Way.

Understanding and caring
Supportive and trustworthy
He is the One.

Us, His children
God, our Father
An opened gate.

Joy.
Have you found your joy?


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Anonymous Yellow Thing

Anonymous Yellow Thing
By Jean Lee



With the strong scent that will never leave your mind,
I cure arthritis.

With the bright yellow color that attracts even the infants,
I help to prevent Alzheimer’s disease.

With the delicious juicy vegetables that go along with me,
I am a great choice for people who are on diet.

With the bits of spice within me,
Some people say I can kill cancer.

Who am I?
If you ask, you better taste me.

My home country is India.
Can you guess me now?

I’m a scrumptious friend of rice
Guess who I am.


C.U.R.R.Y.


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Random Act of Kindness

Random Act of Kindness

By Jean Eunjin Lee


Sometimes you don’t have to donate money, go on a mission trip, or do something big as an organization to show kindness. Kindness can most certainly come from little things that don’t mean much to you, but mean a lot to another person.
Grandma Margaret, a sweet, old grandmother, lived in a little pink house in New Jersey. Although she lived alone, she had no obstacles in life that kept her from getting her needs. Indeed she was enthusiastic and she always looked forward to visits from her grandchildren.
It was a peaceful Saturday morning when Grandma Margaret received a phone call from her grandchildren. The grandchildren were planning to come over the following day and asked specifically if they could bake chocolate fudge brownies in her house. Of course, Grandma Marty couldn’t say no to her cute darlings. So, Grandma Marty hurried over to A&P supermarket to buy ingredients for the brownies. Grandma Marty excitedly rolled the cart to each aisle picking up butter, chocolate chips, and a pack of sugar. The last ingredient she needed to load onto the cart was flour.
The flour was placed all the way on the top row where a ladder was necessary for Grandma Marty to grab a bag. Unfortunately, there was no ladder and most of the workers in the supermarket were having a lunch break. Grandma Marty stood in the aisle for five minutes thinking of ways she could get that bag of flour for her grandchildren. There was no one to help her.
Then, a teenage girl about 5’3ft came to Grandma Marty and offered help. Was this girl an angel from heaven? Grandma Marty couldn’t be any happier now that she could bake with her grandchildren again. The girl’s name was Janet and she wasn’t any taller than Grandma Marty. Despite her height, Janet offered a hand to a stranger she didn’t know. Janet could have helped Grandma Marty without any feeling or she could have helped her with all her heart. The important fact is the random act of kindness she did to Grandma Marty. Getting a bag of flour down could have meant nothing to Janet, but it meant a chance to make another unforgettable memory with her grandchildren to Grandma Margaret.
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Undeniable Temptation

Undeniable Temptation

By Jean Eunjin Lee


Looking at rich, smooth chocolate
My mouth waters automatically

My left brain says,
“One won’t hurt!”

But my right brain says,
“Watch your weight!”

Same three words
But so different

The scrumptious brown substance
The addictive brown chemical

Alarm! Alarm!
The chocolate jumped on to my hand

Drop it! No, eat it!
I freeze myself

The next thing I know
I had gained one pound.


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Wrath Isn't the Answer

Wrath Isn't the Answer

By Jean Eunjin Lee


Adolescence is the toughest stage in life. One doesn’t know why he or she does or acts differently. A gentle person might suddenly turn into an ill-tempered scoundrel. One might be mad at himself/herself without any reason. However, what good is it when one expresses wrath for something that has already occurred? Recall that wrath is just an emotion, not a solution to a problem.
April had been a consistent student since she entered secondary school. She did her best in whatever task was given to her and was rarely hindered by the challenges that were thrust upon her. As time progressed, the difficulty of her academics got increased causing an excessive amount of stress. She came back from school one day and her usual bright face wasn’t present. Her body was tense as hot tears filled her eyes. She expressed extreme anger and disappointment in herself. She came to a point where she was blabbering nonsense to people around her, making them feel frustrated and confused as well. April had gotten a ‘C’ on her test. She knew she felt uncomfortable with the materials covered on test, but she didn’t expect solid, cold ‘C’ on her test. It was indeed so unexpected that she couldn’t control the anger coming out of her. Then, her mother came up to her and said, “What happened happened. It’s past now. As long as you learned something from your mistake there’s no need for wrath. Your anger will do nothing but place a scar on your heart.”
April remained silent as she thought about what her mother had said to her, she figured her mother’s words were true. There was no need for her to be angry. April felt guilty for being angry at people and blaming them for her mistakes. She noticed the burden she had placed on other’s shoulders and she felt terrible about her immature reaction. At that moment, she realized wrath wasn’t the answer to her problem.
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Rainbow

Rainbow

By Jean Eunjin Lee


I don’t love you because you gave me purple daisies.
I don’t love you because you drive navy BMW.
I don’t love you because you have sexy, blue eyes.
I don’t love you because you own a green golf field.
I don’t love you because you have sleek, blonde hair.
I don’t love you because you bought me orange Prada dress.
I love you because you have red heart
towards me.
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Ant Life

Ant Life
By Jean Eunjin Lee


Look at us
We are a small dust
Through the eyes you see
You don’t even recognize

How is it
Fair to you people
To step on us?
We don’t even get a chance

You destroyed
My home and
My family
This is unfair

I want change
I want you
To Experience my life
How painful it is

You will know when the time comes
You are murderers
You kill my family and friends
You are murderers.
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