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		<title>The Man to Send Rain Clouds</title>
		<link>http://mlee5688.wordpress.com/2009/12/08/the-man-to-send-rain-clouds/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 01:46:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“The Man to Send Rain Clouds” by Leslie Marmon Silko is a story about a Native American burial. An old man Teofilo is found dead by two men, Leon and Ken. They bring the body back to town where they prepare it for a traditional Indian burial. A priest intervenes and disagrees with the techniques [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mlee5688.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9410623&amp;post=21&amp;subd=mlee5688&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>“The Man to Send Rain Clouds” by Leslie Marmon Silko is a story about a Native American burial.  An old man Teofilo is found dead by two men, Leon and Ken.  They bring the body back to town where they prepare it for a traditional Indian burial.  A priest intervenes and disagrees with the techniques of the Native Americans.  The priest tells them that there should have been a funeral mass for the deceased. The men sprinkle water on Teofilo’s body because they think it will bring them rain.</p>
<p>The story focuses on the traditions of Native American burial.  They partake in some unusual traditions such as painting the face of the dead.  They also role the body in a blanket.</p>
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		<title>The Red Convertible</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 06:51:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“The Red Convertible” by Louise Erdrich is a short story about two brothers, Lyman and Henry. The boys purchased a red convertible together. The car brought the brothers closer together. They often went out for drives, and even went on a cross country trip at one point. Henry enlisted in the Marines during the Vietnam [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mlee5688.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9410623&amp;post=20&amp;subd=mlee5688&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>“The Red Convertible” by Louise Erdrich is a short story about two brothers, Lyman and Henry.  The boys purchased a red convertible together.  The car brought the brothers closer together.  They often went out for drives, and even went on a cross country trip at one point.</p>
<p>Henry enlisted in the Marines during the Vietnam War.  When he returned home, he wasn’t the same person.  Once a jovial, outgoing person, Henry returned a quiet, isolated individual.  As Henry is sulking, Lyman decides to damage the red convertible so that Henry will have something to do while making the repairs.</p>
<p>The brothers go to the river one night, where Henry tells Lyman that he knew how the convertible was damaged.  They argued briefly, but then they started laughing together.  But suddenly Henry jumped into the river. Lyman jumped in to save him but the current had taken Henry under.  Lyman put the convertible into first gear and sent it off the cliff, into the river below.</p>
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		<title>Aunt Moon&#8217;s Young Man</title>
		<link>http://mlee5688.wordpress.com/2009/12/04/aunt-moons-young-man/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 08:37:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Aunt Moon’s Young Man is a short story by Linda Hogan. The protagonist is a woman that Hogan names Aunt Moon. She is a Native American woman facing oppression in her community. She wants to get a good education but she must work before she can go back to school and finish her education. The [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mlee5688.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9410623&amp;post=19&amp;subd=mlee5688&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Aunt Moon’s Young Man is a short story by Linda Hogan.  The protagonist is a woman that Hogan names Aunt Moon.  She is a Native American woman facing oppression in her community.  She wants to get a good education but she must work before she can go back to school and finish her education.</p>
<p>The story talks about Native American Culture.  Aunt Moon falls in love with a man named Isaac.  But she doesn’t get approval from her peers.  It is hard for her because of her heritage but she is strong willed and will hopefully come out successful.</p>
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		<title>Seventeen Syllables</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 07:10:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Seventeen Syllables” by Hisaye Yamamoto is a story about a woman named Tome and her daughter Rosie. The title of the story refers to the seventeen syllables that make up a haiku poem. Tome is a talented poet but she isn’t appreciated by her husband. Tome was born in Japan, and she tells Rosie about [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mlee5688.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9410623&amp;post=18&amp;subd=mlee5688&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>“Seventeen Syllables” by Hisaye Yamamoto is a story about a woman named Tome and her daughter Rosie.  The title of the story refers to the seventeen syllables that make up a haiku poem.  Tome is a talented poet but she isn’t appreciated by her husband.  Tome was born in Japan, and she tells Rosie about how she nearly committed suicide.  She could not marry the man that she loved so she felt her only option was suicide.  But she eventually made it to the United States where she married and had a much better way of life.</p>
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		<title>A Rose for Emily</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 06:26:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The story starts out with the description of Emily Grierson’s death. She was a respected woman in the town of Jefferson. The townspeople went to Emily’s house to pay their respects and also out of curiosity. Only a few people have been inside the house over the last decade. It turns out that Emily was [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mlee5688.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9410623&amp;post=17&amp;subd=mlee5688&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The story starts out with the description of Emily Grierson’s death.  She was a respected woman in the town of Jefferson.  The townspeople went to Emily’s house to pay their respects and also out of curiosity.  Only a few people have been inside the house over the last decade.</p>
<p>It turns out that Emily was living a bizarre life that no one knew about. Because her father was a respected man in town, no one suspects anything is amiss with Emily. But when she goes to the pharmacy for arsenic, people think that she is going to commit suicide. The townspeople find a room that no one had entered in 40 years.  They find a man’s body who had been dead for many years.</p>
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		<title>Hills Like White Elephants</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 05:24:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[After reading “Hills Like White Elephants” I wasn’t sure what had happened in the story. The man wants the woman to do something but it isn’t clear what he wants her to do. The Woman is interested in the hills because she thinks they look like white elephants. She is upbeat and optimistic about the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mlee5688.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9410623&amp;post=16&amp;subd=mlee5688&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After reading “Hills Like White Elephants” I wasn’t sure what had happened in the story.  The man wants the woman to do something but it isn’t clear what he wants her to do.</p>
<p>The Woman is interested in the hills because she thinks they look like white elephants. She is upbeat and optimistic about the future.  She tells the man that they can go anywhere and do anything they want to.  The world is theirs.  But the man isn’t so optimistic.  He tells the woman that her ideas about the world are can’t happen because “It isn’t ours anymore.” The pair board a train and the story ends.</p>
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		<title>The Use of Force</title>
		<link>http://mlee5688.wordpress.com/2009/11/03/the-use-of-force/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 22:56:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;The Use of Force&#8221; lacked any semblence of intrigue. As I got near the end of the story, I assumed something big was going to happen. But the story just ends without anything interesting happening. I feel like anyone could have written this story. It&#8217;s very short and the entire story is one scene. A [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mlee5688.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9410623&amp;post=15&amp;subd=mlee5688&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;The Use of Force&#8221; lacked any semblence of intrigue. As I got near the end of the story, I assumed something big was going to happen. But the story just ends without anything interesting happening.<br />
I feel like anyone could have written this story.  It&#8217;s very short and the entire story is one scene.  A doctor is trying to give a child a throat exam, but the child repeatedly refuses.  I&#8217;m not sure how the author presumed the readers would interpret the story. Maybe there is some deeper message, but it doesn&#8217;t appear that there is.  </p>
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		<title>The Jilting of Granny Weatherall</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 04:28:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Jilting of Granny Weatherall starts from the last moments of Granny Weatherall’s life. She thinks back to what she has experienced in her 80 years. When she was 20, she was left at the alter by her groom-to-be. She had blocked the thought out of her mind for decades. But, on her death bed [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mlee5688.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9410623&amp;post=14&amp;subd=mlee5688&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The Jilting of Granny Weatherall starts from the last moments of Granny Weatherall’s life.  She thinks back to what she has experienced in her 80 years. When she was 20, she was left at the alter by her groom-to-be. She had blocked the thought out of her mind for decades.  But, on her death bed the memories come back and she is very saddened by the thoughts. </p>
<p>During the last moments of Granny Weatherall’s life, she asks God to give her a sign of the afterlife.  She receives no such sign for the second time, and becomes angry with God.  Porter writes, “She could not remember any other sorrow because this grief wiped them all away.” After 80 years, all of Granny Weatherall’s prior incidents become insignificant because of her infatuation with the afterlife.</p>
<p>The story takes on a melancholy mood because it starts and ends with an old woman’s death. She is unhappy right up to the point when she dies.  She has bad feelings about her life until the very end.</p>
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		<title>An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 00:31:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge is a short story with an interesting plot twist at the conclusion. Peyton Farquhar is about to be hanged from the Owl Creek Bridge at the beginning of the story. While Peyton experiences the last moments of his life, he has many thoughts going through his head. He thinks [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mlee5688.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9410623&amp;post=13&amp;subd=mlee5688&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge is a short story with an interesting plot twist at the conclusion. Peyton Farquhar is about to be hanged from the Owl Creek Bridge at the beginning of the story. While Peyton experiences the last moments of his life, he has many thoughts going through his head. He thinks about his wife and children.<br />
As Peyton is dropped to his impending death, the rope breaks and Peyton drops into the water. He is able to escape his captors and starts running for home.  As he approaches his home, his wife appears, and Peyton is euphoric for having escaped and made it back to his family.<br />
Suddenly, everything goes black. It turns out that the entire escape was imagined by Peyton as he descended from the bridge.<br />
I liked the ending to the story because I didn’t expect it at all. The author, Ambrose Bierce, did a good job of setting up the ending. </p>
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		<title>The Cask of the Amontillado</title>
		<link>http://mlee5688.wordpress.com/2009/10/15/the-cask-of-the-amontillado/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 03:44:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“The Cask of the Amontillado” is a first-person narrative from the point of view of a man named Montresor. Having recently read “The Black Cat” which was also written by Edgar Allen Poe, there are similarities between the stories. They both involve the narrator burying another human alive. Montresor lures a man named Fortunato into [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mlee5688.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9410623&amp;post=12&amp;subd=mlee5688&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>“The Cask of the Amontillado” is a first-person narrative from the point of view of a man named Montresor.  Having recently read “The Black Cat” which was also written by Edgar Allen Poe, there are similarities between the stories. They both involve the narrator burying another human alive.</p>
<p>Montresor lures a man named Fortunato into a wine cellar. Fortunato is very drunk as they make their way to the cellar.  Montresor chains Fortunato to a wall and then proceeds to build a brick wall around him.  </p>
<p>The beginning of the story mentions that Montresor was insulted by Fortunato and he would get revenge. Montresor concocts a diabolical scheme to lure Fortunato to the cellar where he will kill him. Montresor knew that his counterpart would follow him to the wine cellar because he was drunk and belligerent. </p>
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