Flying Paintings, Final draft

   When a caterpillar turns into a butterfly, it looks like the most magical thing that nature can create. The smallest thing you see rarely.Thousands of tiny scales that cover each other,turning out to look like a flying painting. All the patterns are used to amazed us but to butterflies they're meant to either scare off predators or to tell which sex they are. But their wing is like an explosion of brilliant primary colors, ultraviolet patterns, and when it flies its like motion pictures have nothing on the realism of a butterfly actually flying.  People always used a “butterfly” as an expression for “ He gives me butterflies, whenever he's near.” or to simply make something sound pretty but to me, a butterflies have always amazed me of how much time it takes to create such a beauty.

        There are all kinds of butterflies! Buckeyes, Giant Swallowtail, the Queen, Cloudless Sulphur, and much more. Ones with creepy eyes painted on their wings, so predators can be afraid of their striking appearance. Some that have wings so big it can almost cover half a persons face. And then there are others that have such exostic wings but are filled with posion. But how can these lovely creatures be so defensive? I mean, their beauty can attract anyone, from anywhere, but it seems that even one who has so much beauty doesn't want to be notice. Like the butterfly doesn’t know how beautiful they are. 

       When I was a little girl, my grandmother would always tell me that I was the "butterfly for the world". She would tell me this whenever I felt down or whenever  I didnt understand the problems I would face growing up. I never understood this though because: 1.She always said it in spanish. 2.When I saw that one episode in Spongebob Squarepants, when Sandys caterpillar “wormy” turned into a butterfly, and the show freaked me out because the butterfly was really ugly, I thought my grandma was saying that I was the ugliness for the world. and 3. I never believed her. I never did because growing up it was easier to believe things that were negative because there was a reason for it. And the positive just didn't make sense. 

       Now becomeing an adult, I get what she meant. I understand now that it takes time to see the true beauty we have in all of us. That just as a caterpillar, it just needs patciene. And though it's hard to believe it at first, because of the long wait and hard struggles, you wouldn't believe something so useless can become so amazing. But it was the whole time. And when we see that in ourselves, we too become the "butterfly for the world". 

Un-packing, The Yellow wall paper

ENG101

Prof.Alexander

Andrea.A

11/3/14

   

     “Now why should that men have fainted? But he did, and right across my path by the wall,so that I had to creep over him every time”

        

     In this short quote from “ The Yellow Wallpaper” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman, the readers have a full taste of the narrator's mind. Here, the narrator has gone completely insane about a new house she and her family moved into and that there is this old yellow wallpaper that for some disturbing reason haunts her, Scares her, drives her completely insane. So insane that she begins to rip the yellow wallpaper down ,crawling freely all over the floor and as her husband comes in to see what has happen a quick sweep off his feet as he faints to the view of his wife.

      I believe based on the facts given in this short quote, that this is a ghost story.

The narrator was experiencing horrific images of a woman being behind the paper. She couldn't sleep at night, she didn't like being alone, and she was afraid of what was behind the wallpaper. I know in the basic, a ghost is something that is “an apparition of a dead person that is believed to appear or become manifest to the living, typically as a nebulous image.”But we know there is nothing dead in the house but the the narrator's belief of that there is something wrong with the wallpaper can be included of what is a “ghost”. Also the “manifest to the living” is another proof of there being a ghostly like feeling in the house because the wallpaper first haunts the main character but then surprisingly flows to the husband and nanny; in making them touch and stare at the paper. Making everyone question,what is with the wallpaper.     

     What bothers me though is that in her insanity of this wall, she has the questionable response of her husband fainting. She gives this soft surprise tone of “Now why should that man have fainted?” Its so jigsaw and almost unbelievable that she would question her husband fainting when she looks like a bloody beast, crawling and running all over the floor. Maybe she is questioning the symbol of how men are always strong and able to handle situations and her husband just fainting seems as if she is the strong headed one now. All this does point out that she is insane but insanity of the mind is part of a “ghost” type feeling because we do know know what goes on in the mind, so the suspense and the chilling ,and the unknown and unreasoning depth of the main characters mind does give a feeling of a ghost.

    

Flying paintings

       When a caterpillar turns into a butterfly, it looks like the most magical thing that nature has created. Something you see so rarely. Maybe its their curious wings that makes us always wanting to see them. Thousands of tiny scales that cover each other,turning out to look like a flying painting. All the patterns are used to amazed us but to butterflies they're meant to either scare off predators or to tell which sex they are. But their wing is like an explosion of brilliant primary colors, ultraviolet patterns, and when it flies its like motion pictures have nothing on the realism of a butterfly actually flying.  People always used a “butterfly” as an expression for “ He gives me butterflies, whenever he's near.”or to simply make something sound pretty but to me, a butterfly symbolizes time.

The Yellow Wallpaper

Andrea Antomattei

10/21/14

English

Pro.Alexander

The Yellow Wallpaper

1. Is this a ghost story?

    

           I believe based on the facts given in this short story, that this is a ghost story.

The narrator was experiencing horrific images of a woman being behind the paper. She couldn't sleep at night, she didn't like being alone, and she was afraid of what was behind the wallpaper. I know in the basic, a ghost is something that is “an apparition of a dead person that is believed to appear or become manifest to the living, typically as a nebulous image.”

We know there is nothing dead in the house but the the narrator's belief of that there is something wrong with the wallpaper can be included of what is a “ghost”. Also the “manifest to the living” is another proof of there being a ghostly like feeling in the house because the wallpaper first haunts the main character but then surprisingly flows to the husband and nanny; in making them touch and stare at the paper. Making everyone question,what is with the wallpaper.

        Then in story, the description of the wallpaper gives the reader a chilling and suspense effect, which again can be included to the description of a “Ghost”. In paragraph 16, pg.2 the narrator explains the first feeling of her presence in the house, “That spoils my ghostliness, I am afraid, but I don't care - there is something strange about the house - I can feel it.” It is alerting that the narrator used creepy words in this quote because it makes sure that the readers  know the chill going on with the narrator. How “ghostliness” is used to describe her soul feeling the loneliness of the house but her strong attitude of not caring about her fear of the house, she is believed that there is something wrong with the house.

Bryant Park

Andrea Antomattei

9/16/14

English

 

           Three people are sitting in a table in the park of The New York Public Library, with the smell of fresh wet grass in the air and the sunshine high up. One woman is very pretty with a look on her face that says she is having a pleasant afternoon. Sitting next to her is another woman. No face: just her back to my view. Her head is shaking though, left and right dramatically and waving her hands around trying to get the woman she is speaking to understand what she is saying.

         The pretty woman touches the faceless woman on her shoulder. On her wrist she is wearing a silver diamond watch. The faceless woman looks down and touches it and as she does the pretty woman is pleased with the compliment and flips her brownish blonde hair and smiles excitedly saying thank you to the faceless woman. But suddenly the woman with the lovely face quickly checks her phone and the faceless woman rolls up her grey sweater sleeves, stretches her arms up and with that flow puts her hands behind her head.

       

 The whole time there is a man on his phone, sitting with the two woman,paying no mind to them. He is crunching his eyebrows down with his fingers moving rapidly. To something interesting on his phone. Tapping his feet to the sound of the piano playing,he stops and looks up to the two women talking and joins the conversation. The handsome man than shakes his hair as he looks disappointed to what the two woman said and leans back into his phone.

     There is a pigeon walking around all three of them. It shakes 

so quickly and raddled itself to just make one step. Keeps moving outward and inward by the faceless woman's feet and picks the ground looking for food. Moving it's neck rapidly and shakes its feathers, the pigeon walks excitedly and quickly toward the old lady throwing bread on the floor.