Thursday, May 31, 2018
English A: Lang&Lit (HL) - Caribbean
Analyse, compare and contrast the two texts. Include comments on the similarities and differences between the texts and the significance of context, audience, purpose, and formal and stylistic features.
A United Fruit Company travel poster from 1922.
Text 2
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Text 1
A United Fruit Company travel poster from 1922.
Text 2
SQUATTERS TAKE ON DEVELOPERS
October 15, 2007 Miami Herald, The (FL) Edition: Final
Section: Business Monday
Page: 12G
Author: BENJAMIN SHORS
ISLA CARENERO, PANAMA -- In the late 1980s, Nicasio Jiménez built two listing shacks with mangrove beams, a roof of scavenged tin, and rough floor planks that allowed Caribbean breezes and tsetse flies to flit through the cracks. Jiménez, a 61-year-old retired banana pruner who earned $1 an hour, did not own the waterfront land. Like hundreds of other low-income people living in Bocas del Toro, a stunning archipelago once relegated to some of Panamas poorest residents, he instead relied on "squatter rights" written into the countrys law.
Now, as foreign investment transforms these languid islands, Jiménez family faces eviction from a Naples developer who claims he bought the property from a third party. "Before, nobody wanted this land," said Feliciano Santos, Jiménezs 36-year-old son-in-law. "You didnt need documents. This was a garbage disposal area. We are the ones who cut our feet and got dirty working the land."
For centuries, this Caribbean island has been a beautiful place to be dirt poor. But in recent years, a booming real estate market has brought American entrepreneurs into direct conflict with AfroCaribbean and indigenous Indians who occupy these once-isolated isles.
Now, developers have targeted an emerging demographic: retirees from America and Europe. Although American expatriates have been a part of the funky vibe in Bocas since the 1990s, they remained a relatively minor note in the Caribbean town. But as development in Panama City boomed -- construction permits last year topped $1 billion -- investors pushed into more remote reaches of the country.
Now, critics say, the size of the new developments threaten to displace hundreds of low-income island residents, many of whom live on prime oceanfront real estate.
In the past year, the conflict has spiraled. Armed private security guards patrol disputed beaches. A powerful union of construction workers has leveled charges of "colonialism" against several developers. Homes have mysteriously burned and been torn to the ground.
"There is this tremendous lust for the coastline," said Osvaldo Jordan, executive director of the Alliance for Conservation and Development, a Panamanian nonprofit based in Panama City. "Developers and speculators will use any means necessary to get the land from the people."
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English A: Lang&Lit (HL) - Craft Master
Analyse, compare and contrast the two texts. Include comments on the similarities and differences between the texts and the significance of context, audience, purpose, and formal and stylistic features.
Text 1
Text 2
so you want to be a writer?
if it doesn't come bursting out of youin spite of everything,don't do it.unless it comes unasked out of yourheart and your mind and your mouthand your gut,don't do it.if you have to sit for hoursstaring at your computer screenor hunched over yourtypewriter searching for words, don't do it.if you're doing it for money orfame,don't do it.if you're doing it because you wantwomen in your bed,don't do it.if you have to sit there andrewrite it again and again,don't do it.if it's hard work just thinking about doing it,don't do it.if you're trying to write like somebodyelse,forget about it.if you have to wait for it to roar out ofyou,then wait patiently.if it never does roar out of you,do something else.if you first have to read it to your wifeor your girlfriend or your boyfriendor your parents or to anybody at all,you're not ready.don't be like so many writers,don't be like so many thousands ofpeople who call themselves writers,don't be dull and boring andpretentious,don't be consumed with self-love.the libraries of the world haveyawned themselves tosleep over your kind.don't add to that.don't do it.unless it comes out ofyour soul like a rocket,unless being still woulddrive you to madness or suicide or murder,don't do it.unless the sun inside you is burning your gut,don't do it.when it is truly time,and if you have been chosen,it will do it byitself and it will keep on doing ituntil you die or it dies in you.
there is no other way.
and there never was.
-- From sifting through the madness for the Word, the line, the way
by Charles Bukowski.
Copyright © 2003 by the Estate of Charles Bukowski.
English A: Lang&Lit (SL) "What is Poverty?"
Try your hand at this Paper 1. Then contact us for a session.
Write an analysis on the following text. Comment on the significance of context (if appropriate), audience, purpose and formal and stylistic features.
From the essay "What is poverty?"
Jo Goodwin Parker
1971
You ask me what is poverty? Listen to me. Here I am, dirty, smelly, and with no "proper" underwear on and with the stench of my rotting teeth near you. I will tell you. Listen to me. Listen without pity. I cannot use your pity. Listen with understanding. Put yourself in my dirty, worn out, ill-fitting shoes, and hear me.
Poverty is getting up every morning from a dirt- and illness-stained mattress. The sheets have long since been used for diapers. Poverty is living in a smell that never leaves. This is a smell of urine, sour milk and spoiling food sometimes joined with the strong smell of long-cooked onions. [...] It is the smell of the mattresses where years of "accidents" have happened. It is the smell of milk which has gone sour because the refrigerator long has not worked, and it costs money to get it fixed. It is the smell of rotting garbage. I could bury it, but where is the shovel? Shovels cost money. [...]
Poverty is dirt. You can say in your clean clothes coming from your clean house, "Anybody can be clean." Let me explain about housekeeping with no money. For breakfast I give my children grits [1] with no oleo [2] or cornbread without eggs and oleo. This does not use up many dishes. What dishes there are, I wash in cold water with no soap. Even the cheapest soap has to be saved for the baby's diapers. Look at my hands, so cracked and red. Once I saved for two months to buy a jar of Vaseline for my hands and the baby's diaper rash. When I had saved enough, I went to buy it and the price had gone up two cents. The baby and I suffered on. [...]
Poverty is staying up all night on cold nights to watch the fire knowing one spark on the newspapers covering the walls means your sleeping child dies in flames. In summer, poverty is watching gnats and flies devour your baby's tears when he cries. The screens are torn and you pay so little rent you know they will never be fixed. Poverty means insects in your food, in your nose, in your eyes, and crawling over you when you sleep. Poverty is hoping it never rains because diapers won't dry when it rains and soon you are using newspapers. Poverty is seeing your children forever with runny noses. Paper handkerchiefs cost money and all your rags you need for other things. Even more costly are antihistamines. Poverty is cooking without food and cleaning without soap.
Poverty is asking for help. Have you ever had to ask for help, knowing your children will suffer unless you get it? Think about asking for a loan from a relative, if this is the only way you can imagine asking for help. I will tell you how it feels. You find out where the office is that you are supposed to visit. You circle that block four of five times. Thinking of your children, you go in. Everyone is very busy. Finally, someone comes out and you tell her that you need help. That never is the person that you need to see. You go see another person, and after spilling the whole shame of your poverty all over the desk between you, you find that this isn't the right office after all - you must repeat the whole process, and it never is any easier at the next place. [...]
I have to come out of my despair to tell you this. Remember I did not come from another place or another time. Others like me are all around you. Look at us with an angry heart, anger that will help you help me.
Guiding questions
- Comment on the use and effect of stylistic devices, such as sensory details and the first and second person
- How do you understand the purpose and provocative nature of this essay?
[1] Grits: coarsely ground corn commonly served in the American south
[2] Oleo: a vegetable oil spread used as an alternative to butter
Monday, May 28, 2018
P1 English A: Literature (HL) - Cider With Rosie
Try your hand at the prose (non-fiction) passage below. Then ask us for detailed discussion and feedback.
Write a literary commentary on the following:
I was set down from the carrier’s cart at the age of three; and there with a sense of bewilderment and terror my life in the village began.
The June grass among which I stood was was taller than I was, and I wept. I had never been so close to grass before. It towered above me and all around me, each blade tattoed with tiger skins of sunlight. It was knife-edged, dark, and a wicked green, thick as a forest and alive with grasshoppers that chirped and chattered and leapt through the air like monkeys.
I was lost and did not know where to move. A tropic heat oozed from the ground, rank with sharp odours of roots and nettles. Snow-clouds of elder blossom banked in the sky, showering upon me the fumes and flakes of their sweet and giddy suffocation. High overhead ran frenzied larks, screaming, as though the sky were tearing apart.
For the first time in my life, I was out of the sight of humans. For the first time in my life I was alone in a world whose behaviour I could neither predict nor fathom: a world of birds that squealed, of plants that stank, of insects that sprang about without warning. I was lost and did not expect to be found again. I put my head back and howled, and the sun hit me smartly on the face, like a bully.
From this daylight nightmare I was awoken, as from many another, by the appearance of my sisters. They came scrambling and calling up the steep rough bank and parting the long grass found me. Faces of rose, familiar, living; huge shining faces hung up like shields between me and the sky; faces with grins and white teeth (some broken) to be conjured up like genii with a howl, brushing off terror with their broad scoldings and affection. They leaned over me – one, two, three – their mouths smeared with red currants and their hands dripping with juice.
“There, there, it's all right, don't you wail anymore. Come down 'ome and we'll stuff you with currants.”
And Marjorie, the eldest, lifted me into her long brown hair, and ran me jogging down the path and through the steep, rose-filled garden, and set me down on the cottage doorstep, which was our home, though I couldn't believe it.
That was the day we came to the village, in the summer of the last year of the First World War. To a cottage that stood in a half-acre of garden on a steep bank above a lake; a cottage with three floors and a cellar and a treasure in the walls, with a pump and apple trees, syringa and strawberries, rooks in the chimneys, frogs in the cellar, mushrooms on the ceiling, and all for three and sixpence a week.
I don't know where I lived before then. My life began on the carrier's cart which brought me up the long slow hills to the village, and dumped me in the high grass, and lost me. I had ridden wrapped up in a Union Jack to protect me from the sun, and when I rolled out of it, and stood piping loud among the buzzing jungle of that summer bank, then, I feel, was I born. And to all the rest of us, the whole family of eight, it was the beginning of a life.
-- Cider with Rosie by Lauri Lee (1959 Chatto and Windus)
Text-Type: Travel Writing
After studying a variety of different fiction and non-fiction text-types, you may decide to write a WT1 assignment using travel writing genre. Understanding the conventions of this text-type will therefore be important.
What exactly is travel writing? Here is one definition:
“Writing of a non-fiction type, typically recording the experiences of travellers in some interesting places and circumstances. It includes vivid descriptions, illustrations, historical background, and
Though an accurate description of the genre, how helpful is it for distinguishing this genre from other, very similar ones? Memoir, for example is a personal account which may feature travel or life in a particular location. Many journalistic essays feature interesting circumstances and vivid description.
There is indeed, a "grab-bag" quality to travel writing, which makes it difficult to define but which makes it a very rich one to write in. Let's have a look at a rather more detailed and perceptive description of this genre in an effort to tease out what makes it a distinct category:
“The travel book [....] incorporates the characters and plot line of a novel, the descriptive power of poetry, the substance of a history lesson, the discursiveness of an essay, and the–often inadvertent–self-revelation of a memoir. It revels in the particular while occasionally illuminating the universal. It colors and shapes and fills in gaps. Because it results from displacement, it is frequently funny. It takes readers for a spin (and shows them, usually, how lucky they are). It humanizes the alien. More often than not it celebrates the unsung. It uncovers truths that are stranger than fiction. It gives eyewitness proof of life’s infinite possibilities.” (Thomas Swick, “Not a Tourist.” The Wilson Quarterly, Winter 2010)
Note three words: "alien", "displacement" and "revels in the particular". There is a distinct sense in all travel writing of encountering "the other", a key element of the genre and also one of the main sources of enjoyment for many readers. Three important ideas are beginning to emerge:
Voice, narrative, and the ‘other’ or alien.
Travel, journey or displacement of one kind or another is usually the most obvious feature of travel narrative — though, by itself, not a defining one. Other, closely-allied genres like memoir, narrative-journalism, personal essay, descriptive storytelling can involve travel, displacement or life in foreign or interesting circumstances. What makes travel lit distinct will become more apparent when we consider aspects and purpose of this genre.
Travel is undertaken for many purposes and many of these journeys end up being recorded in journals, diaries, and short accounts, as well as long narratives that the writers want to share with a wider audience. Of all purposes, the writing impulse may be the strongest force of all. Here are a few more reasons for writing in this genre:
- to find oneself. As Iyer notes in the epigraph above, some journeys are about finding something about oneself, or ‘finding oneself’. Very often, the writer will reveal that the journey has elicited or pushed them to some new perception about their own life, choices and history. Paradoxically, the self is treated and discussed as 'the other'.
- curiosity. Very early in the history of travel narratives, a great many accounts were driven simply by curiousity and fascination with places not yet experienced by outsiders or even described. Wanting to know, or even to understand, the ‘other’ certainly produces as vast an array of travel accounts as does the search for the self.
- religion. Spiritual journeys also account for a good many travel narratives. Whether to the Christian Shrine of Compostela or on the Islamic haj to Mecca, travellers follow their devotional impulses and often record them.
- the search for family roots. Another for travel and for accounts of them arises from the desire to search out the roots of one’s family and origins. Often, this search is allied with genealogical research, the study of family connections and beginnings. Allied to this form is the ‘return to roots’ account, such as can be found in Maximum City: Bombay Lost and Found by Suketu Mehta
- to write in an informed way. This is writing which involves travel and (in many cases) emerges from a political angle on the place visited. A good example of this is Elisabeth Hardwick’s ‘Sad Brazil’ from Bartleby in Manhattan and Other Essays, which combines vivid and concrete impressions of place with acute political analysis.
As we saw from the extracts, travel-writing can be presented in something as short as an essay or as long as a substantial novel. Longer examples of travel lit can usually be described as having a defined beginning, middle, and end. These narratives tend to be circular: they begin at home, embark on and pursue an itinerary which may be highly organized or somewhat spontaneous, and are completed by a return home. It can entail an ongoing journey with stops and descriptions or reflections along the way — or one that involves a journey to a particular place in which the bulk of the work is centered.
Finally, the issue of subjectivity, objectivity, and whether an account is a mix of fact or fiction is also likely to arise when looking at this genre. Whereas a tourist brochure or guide concentrates on the factually accurate and true, travel lit is not bound by such convention.
Below is a passage taken from a popular travelogue. Which of the elements discussed so far can you discern?
City of Djinns: A Year in Delhi
‘Our village was famous for its sweets,’ said Punjab Singh. ‘People would come for miles to taste the jalebis our sweet-wallahs prepared. There were none better in the whole of the Punjab.’
We were sitting on a charpoy at International Backside Taxi Stand. For weeks I had been begging Balvinder’s father to tell me the story of how he had come to Delhi in 1947. A stern and sombre man, Punjab would alsways knit his eyebrows and change the subject. It was as if Partition were a closed subject, something embarrassing that shouldn’t be raised in polite conversation.
It was only after a particularly persistent bout of badgering , in which Balvinder took my side, that Punjab had agreed to relent. But once started, he soon got into the swing of his story.
‘Samundra was a small and beautiful village in District Lyallpur,’ he said. ‘It was one of the most lovely parts of the whole of Punjab. We had a good climate and very fertile land. The village stood within the ruins of an old fort and was surrounded on four sides by high walls. It was like this.’
With his hands, the old man built four castle walls. From the details that he sketched with his fingers you could see he remembered every bastion, every battlement, every loophole.
‘Our village was all Sikh apart from a few Hindu sweepers. Our neighbours were Mahommedan peoples. We owned most of the land but before 1947 we lived like brothers. There were no differences between us …’ Punjab stroked his beard. He smiled as he recalled his childhood.
‘On the 15th August 1947 the Government announced Partition. We were not afraid. We had heard about the idea of Pakistan, but we thought it would make no difference to us. We realized a Mahommedan government would take over from the Britishers. But in our Punjab governments often come and go. Usually such things make no difference to the poor man in his village.
‘Then, quite suddenly, on the 10th of September, we got a message from the Deputy Commissioner in Lyallpur. It said: ‘”You people cannot stay. You must leave your house and your village and go to India.” Everyone was miserable but what could we do? All the villagers began loading their goods into bullock carts. The old men were especially sad: they had lived their whole lives in the village. But we were young and could not understand why our grandfathers were crying.
— William Dalrymple (1993)
Notice the use of setting, narrative, dialogue and voice to convey a vivid sense of the ‘other’. The sense of the new and exotic is both explicit and implicit -- from the foreign-sounding words to Punjab himself (a rather Marlowe-like figure, would you not say?) and the sense that we readers in the rest of the world are being introduced to another time and place, remote from our everyday lives and concerns. We are also learning some history of a place (India just at the moment of Partition, and more particularly, Delhi) conveyed through the eyes of others, doubly so, as this is a frame-narrative. In this way, Dalrymple maintains his authorial presence (a voice and perspective) as he gives Punjab the floor.
Toward Assessment
You will need to demonstrate a good grasp of this text-type in your WT1 as well as a clear purpose for using it -- you are, after all, demonstrating knowledge and understanding of a particular topic learnt from the course. Here are some practical considerations as you write:
- Travel literature includes the traditional trio found in all narratives: plot, character and setting. The plot in many of these works is the story of movement and then of discovery. Is the discovery of a place, a people or a deeper sense of the self, is something else?
- Who are the characters of the narrative? How many are there? Do the characters hope to explore the landscape, the people and their ways, architecture, the influence of colonialism or imperialism and the possibilities for trade? There can be a multitude of such purposes, giving a frame or structure to the writing.
- Will the voice be singular, univocal? Will more than one voice be heard? There are many opportunities in travel writing.
- Tone, tense. Tone, so much a part of voice, will have a significant role in any travel narrative. There is a great range of possibilities here, and the traveller’s attitudes toward what he experiences will critically affect the reader’s impressions and judgments both of the voice and of the treatment of the ‘other’. Such tones, conveying these attitudes, can cover a whole spectrum from admiration and wonder, to irony, self-deprecation and even dismissiveness. Through tone the writer may well convey a desire to identify, or at least empathize, with people they encounter, or they may objectify them. In addition, whether the narrative is in the present or the past tense can affect the reception of the travel tale.
- Travel takes people places and so, of course, the handling of setting will be a crucial element to such narratives, whether the travel is to a single place or a succession of places. Within the place, will the self be foregrounded? Or will the speaker recede into the background and give way to the presentation of people and/or setting? Different people will also foreground different aspects.
Tips for writing
- center on a key event.
- use background information that builds up to this event.
- incorporate research to enhance the background information
- describe vividly the location and focuses on elements that are key to the story or experience.
- describe clearly any important people so that readers feel as if they know them a little.
- use dialogue where possible to help the story “happen” for the reader.
- mix reflections on the experience with the retelling to help the reader see the importance of the experience.
Sunday, May 27, 2018
Commentary Notes for "Jaguar" by Ted Hughes
Note: This is not a model of how you would approach and conduct an interactive oral commentary! You can ask us for more details.
Jaguar
The apes yawn and adore their fleas in the sun.
The parrots shriek as if they were on fire, or strut
Like cheap tarts to attract the stroller with the nut.
Fatigued with indolence, tiger and lion
Lie still as the sun. The boa-constrictor’s coil
Is a fossil. Cage after cage seems empty, or
Stinks of sleepers from the breathing straw.
It might be painted on a nursery wall.
But who runs like the rest past these arrives
At a cage where the crowd stands, stares, mesmerized,
As a child at a dream, at a jaguar hurrying enraged
Through prison darkness after the drills of his eyes
On a short fierce fuse. Not in boredom—
The eye satisfied to be blind in fire,
By the bang of blood in the brain deaf the ear—
He spins from the bars, but there’s no cage to him
More than to the visionary his cell:
His stride is wildernesses of freedom:
The world rolls under the long thrust of his heel.
Over the cage floor the horizons come.
Subject:
The parrots shriek as if they were on fire, or strut
Like cheap tarts to attract the stroller with the nut.
Fatigued with indolence, tiger and lion
Lie still as the sun. The boa-constrictor’s coil
Is a fossil. Cage after cage seems empty, or
Stinks of sleepers from the breathing straw.
It might be painted on a nursery wall.
But who runs like the rest past these arrives
At a cage where the crowd stands, stares, mesmerized,
As a child at a dream, at a jaguar hurrying enraged
Through prison darkness after the drills of his eyes
On a short fierce fuse. Not in boredom—
The eye satisfied to be blind in fire,
By the bang of blood in the brain deaf the ear—
He spins from the bars, but there’s no cage to him
More than to the visionary his cell:
His stride is wildernesses of freedom:
The world rolls under the long thrust of his heel.
Over the cage floor the horizons come.
Subject:
- The poem dwells on a particular animal, the jaguar, whose power is registered largely through making comparison with other, 'inferior' creatures.
Important aspects of content:
- The opening two stanzas of the poem focus on animals other than the jaguar, which are depicted as lazy, disengaged or conceited. The apes seem to spend their time picking fleas and tiger and lion “Lie still as the sun,” in a passive, nonchalant state. The parrots are compared to “cheap tarts” in their rather desperate attempts to attract the attention of “the stroller with the nut” and the comparison of the boa constrictor's coil to “a fossil” seems to represent the seemingly empty, shallow existence of all these creatures. They seem reduced to a purely biological condition, uninspiring, without energy and without any sense of character.
- The introduction of the jaguar in stanza three represents a dramatic point of contrast. The crowd is “mesmerised,” compared to a “child at a dream” as the people watch a creature that seems everything the aforementioned animals are not. The phrases “hurrying enraged / Through prison darkness” and “He spins from the bars” convey the jaguar's energy and restlessness, as well as providing him with an emotional life in “the drills of his eyes / On a short fierce fuse.” The jaguar is portrayed with a kind of vitality and spirit that the cage it is in almost fails to contain. Hughes writes, “his stride is a wilderness of freedom” and in the line “The world rolls under the long thrust of his heel” his power is presented such that he seems almost to have dominion over the whole world.
- The poem makes use of the setting of the zoo and its cages, as well as the anonymous human crowd to reinforce the individuality of the jaguar. In all respects the creature is set apart. The poem becomes an attempt on the part of the narrator to write himself into the 'life' of the jaguar, to imaginatively interact with its physical, almost metaphysical presence. In this way, the poem is both objective description and more subjective, imaginative celebration.
- The language of the poem is rich and detailed. Diction is chosen carefully to communicate the physical characteristics of each creature. Verbs such as “yawn”, “shriek” , “hurrying” and “spins” actively depict the essential character of each animal, and these are reinforced with adjectives such as “breathing”, ”fierce” and “blind”. Both human and animal worlds are described in very tangible ways, so that we can feel, hear and see them.
- The structure is regular in its four line stanzas, and as we move through the poem so we move from one cage to the next until, like the crowd, we are asked to stop in front of the jaguar. Lines are a mixture of end-stopped and run-on so that there is a sense of organization, as well as fluidity in the lines. The speaker comments with an almost scientific precision on what he sees, and yet allows himself moments of more spontaneous expression in response, for instance, to more unpredictable traits of the animals.
- There is a host of literary elements to the poem. Hughes makes use of figurative language and imagery throughout. The “shriek” of the parrots is compared to “fire”, tiger and lion “Lie still as the sun” and the crowd stands “As a child at a dream”. The similes reveal the speaker's imaginative operation as he seeks to find a language through which to describe these animals. This sense of empathy really takes off when he comes to the jaguar. The “drills of his eyes” in the “prison darkness”, for example, use metaphor to capture the the creature's sinister, determined nature. A the end of the poem, the phrase “Over the cage floor the horizons come” suggests that the cage no longer exists, and the jaguar becomes one with the wilderness. There is considerable visual and aural imagery in the poem's exploration of the physicality of each animal.
- Other literary features worthy of comment might include the use of features of sound. There is alliteration in the phrases “bang of blood in the brain” and “Stinks of sleepers”, and in “prison … drills” and “world rolls ...long”. These examples each illustrate the way the poem seeks to describe the animals as vividly and as 'real' as possible, and thereby once again convey the speaker's imaginative connection with the creatures.
- Finally, the tone of the poem varies as the speaker moves from one animal to the next. Monosyllabic diction in the earlier part of the poem conveys the speaker's sense of boredom and lack of interest in the first group of animals, but by the time he gets to the jaguar the rhythm of the lines picks up and more complex, polysyllabic diction gives expression to the vitality of the jaguar. He seems to regard the animal with wonder and admiration, as well as almost a sense of fear in response to the jaguar's power and potential. The superlative expressions in the last stanza, where he is “More than “ the cell that seeks to contain him, elevate the jaguar's status to the point where the speaker's imagination and the jaguar itself are almost united at the end of the poem. It is as if the rest of the world has ceased to exist.
From these notes, some thoughts of a possible commentary thesis might be emerging. See if you can complete the two below and offer a third:
a. This poem elevates the status of the jaguar above all other creatures, including humans. Its central concern is ...
b. The poem's main strength is its use of imagery and figurative diction to communicate ...
c. (your thesis) ...
Now use these notes to create an effective, high-scoring commentary!
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