Explicit and Implicit arguments

Explicit and implicit arguments are both ways of writing that prove a point in some way, but they are very different.  An explicit argument uses proven information and fact to prove a point that is fully supported by evidence.  This means that the point of the argument most likely is a proven fact that can not be wrong.  On the other hand, an implicit argument is told in the form of essays, short stories, poems, or a form of artistic representation.  These are usually without proven facts opinions, but the author creates his argument in a way that people connect.  After reading at an implicit writing response the viewer is then understands the point of the argument without the need of evidence.  For example, The poem Dulce et decorm est is implicit. It portrays a story of a solider in the heavy light that it is heroic to die for ones country.  The way he wrote it made one feel that the man dying was a hero because of the circumstance he was in.  Its such a bitter and horrible death that it is very hard to disagree that this man was not a hero.  the author in this poem proved the point by his writing of a story, which was most likely fictional, but we still agree with the argument he was making. 

Memory

I yelled to my mom that I was leaving to go to a friend’s house.  This wasn’t a normal visit to a friends house it was the first time I was about to drive somewhere alone.  I tried to contain my excitement and insecurity about driving on the road without any assistance.  I didn’t want to look too eager, but inside I was beaming.  My mom came up to the door and I could tell she was getting emotional.  So, to spare the awkward moment I acted nonchalant and said I would be back in a couple hours.  I felt my mom’s eyes burning into my back as I slowly walked to my car and opened the door.  There were millions of different feelings twirling inside of me, and I wasn’t sure which one to follow.  I didn’t feel like I was old enough to be driving; yet another part of me couldn’t wait to turn on the engine and press my foot to the gas.  As a released the break I felt like I was releasing my childhood.  I was a driver on the road, and it made me feel old.  Along with this emotion I couldn’t help contradicting this feeling with the fact that I am only 16, and that isn’t that old in my mind.  I still confided in my parents and let them take care of me.  I wasn’t any older at all; it was just a feeling of maturity that came with the responsibility of driving.  To stop my overflow of emotions I turned up the music and was quickly lost in an upbeat song.  I laughed and smiled as I sang along with the music, and I realized that all this release of emotion was the feeling of freedom. 

Reflection on Class

One thing we have focused on that caught my attention was the idea that you think and act for others, and when it comes down to actually thinking on your own you don't know how.  This put all types of thoughts and questions in my head.  I began to contemplate wether i fit this mold.  Do I do things simple for the acceptance of others, or do I actually think on my own without taking account of others actions.  What I realized is that almost everyone fits this mold.  As humans, every action we take or think is in response to others, because we have a deep longing to be loved and excepted.  You could contradict this by saying that there are always those who stray away from the "normal," and don't seem to care about what others say or think.  But, if you get down to it the main reason some people don't seem to fit is because they want to be perceived in a certain way, which is still basing your persona on the views of others.  When it comes down to it, because we have grown up with a content mix of people around us there isn't avoiding basing your thoughts on the ideas of others.  We do it for acceptance or attention, and when it comes down to it we really don't have our own opinions because we have spent our whole lives basing it off of others.

Response to "How to Tame a Wild Tongue"

Over time, as cultures evolve so do their languages.  The changes in a society directly influence how we say things, utilize certain words, and change words meanings to fit with our cultures standards.  There are many different effects that slowly change language as time goes by.  Living in the United States, there are many different cultures living among us.  Because of this, our different languages tend to mesh together until there are english words in a foreign language or foreign words in english.  We also tend to follow trendy words that are popular among the media.  People follow these newly invented words simple because it is the "cool" thing to do, and eventually these words are added to our dictionary.  Our language is always going to to developing due to the fast pace lives we live. 

I don't think there is a specific time when your language changes, but a slow development of change.  As you grow up, new words enter your vocabulary and you start to discover how you like to talk and portray yourself to others.  Most of the words I would use with my friends I wouldn't use with my parents or grandparents due to the fact that they don't use the same words or know the current meanings.  The use and meanings of words are constantly changing thats why different generations tend to have a different sound to the way they talk.  Languages are in constant development because of the continual changes in our culture and influence on other cultures language. 

Response to Red Sky in the Morning

This past month i went on a mission trip to costa rica.  We were sent to a small village of about 4 hours outside of San Juan.  While in the village, i stayed with a host family of a married couple and their 6 year old daughter.  The first night i was there was awkward and uncomfortable. Because i know little spanish, there wasn't any great way to understand what they were trying to communicate to me.  That night, I slept in the same room as their daughter and wanted so badly to talk to her about everything!  I was sitting on my bed ready to go to bed when suddenly she ran in the room, sat on my lap, and pushed a notebook and pen in front of me.  I didn't understand what she was doing until she started to drawl a little stick figure, and wrote out her name above picture.  She then pointed to me and gave me the notebook, so Ispelled out my name in clear letters and said it out loud.  She took the pen from me and started to drawl another stick figure under my name, and made the 2 figures hold hands.  She looked up at me with a huge grin and said both of our names aloud while pointing to both of the figures.  That moment I realized that something a large as a language barrier might make it feel like you are in a whole different world, but really there is nothing different between you.    When living in America, it is easy to be distracted by materials and jealousy.  This little girl made me realize that i need to concentrate on the simpler things in my life such as my friends and family, not the stuff I have or want, because in the long run none of that will matter. 

HELLOOOO

I DID ITTT!!