Tales in the sand

I missed the point, I was so centred on symbols I forgot a part of the story.
I believe that the grandfather wanted to tell a tale about beginnings and endings and how life restarts time after time depending who the protagonist is. Also how the meanings of stories can be interpreted in many ways and how we should search in our interiors to discover what we are looking for.

Tales in the sand by Neil Gaiman

From the first time I read the story I found a large amount of symbols. As in Boule de Suif by Guy de Mauppassant ,I recognized a religion influence in this tale too. It remebered me to the Genesis, The creation(in some parts,the story turns the other way round -instead of creation destruction).
Mostly all my interpretation is based on the symbols , such as"the city of glass"( a city of transparency,a city which may not be seen) , the Queen's name "Nada"( A queen without a man - as an uncomplete woman-as the existence of woman is not real without a man by her side ), the stanger that says "nothing"(again the word "nothing" -perhaps the author believes in nihilism or he wants to criticize christianism), the weaver bird words"He is no man, no God...", the bird's anticipation"This other can never be yours", the similarities with Adan and Eve's forbidden fruit with the "berries of flame","the white weaver" being the one which takes her to the dream world (I think that white weavers don't exist), the eyes of the man"his eyes are stars in pools of deep water"(as if his eyes anticipated something evil to come).In my opinion that mysterious man represents death. Also the blazing fireball was anticipated as a possible fact , we all know that a piece of glass exposed to sun might provoke fire. The importance value of ancestors , the story begins with a grandfather and ends with the queen looking into the realm of her grandmother death.
Finally, her dennied to the Dream Lord,that condemmed her to the eternal suffering, isn't that the same feeling she already had for what she thought she did to her city?. She wasn't able to change what had happened. She knew she could't be happy so there wasn't any reason to accept him.

Of Mice and Men -Paper

In every bit of honest writing in the world there is a base theme. Try to understand men, if you understand each other you will be kind to each other. Knowing a man well never leads to hate and nearly always leads to love. There are shorter means, many of them. There is writing promoting social change, writing punishing injustice, writing in celebration of heroism, but always that base theme. Try to understand each other.– John Steinbeck in his 1938 journal entry[3](esta quotation ,podra ir en la introduction?)

My introduction
The American dream gave hope to more than a million people. Hard work amd free choice was the motto. However, some people still wonder if the American society was able to stand up and re-organize their lives again .We (aca no se si hay un problema de coherence-ya que arriba dice some people- igualmente me suena mejor dejar We que poner They ?????)might also questioned if everybody have the same opportunities (aca en realidad en el primer borrador escribi todo en forma de pregunta y despues lo cambie porque Pilar dijo que era muy dificil hacer preguntas en el paper).At this time not only The Great Depression but also The Dust Bowl made people go from place to place looking for the way to survive. As a result, feelings and emotions were left aside.People focus only in what they thought the priority was; food and shelter. Therefore,all their expectations were just a job.Crop pickers and hard work farmers were grateful of having a new opportunity but deep inside themselves they all dreamt about a land of their own.

My Thesis
Of Mice and Men is a novel that explores relationships in a crisis context.The two protagonists Lennie and George,two unconditional friends, a pair that relies one on the other suggest me (puedo poner first person???) the idea of going deeper into two themes, loneliness and friendship. Two extemes ,intensely closed one to the other as this two men are in this novel.

La verdad que a medida que uno lo va pasando va modificando un monton de cosas , no se si para bien o mal. Me gustaria opiniones y sugerencias para poder seguir adelante.
Don't forget to be patient!!! What a problem ,no??

L'escargot

Talking about colours I wanted to share this image with you...

This work fascinated me since I was a child.There was a poster in my kitchen. I didn't know it belongs to Matisse till I grew up.

The colours always called me the attenttion.Moreover when I discovered that it was one of Matisse's final works(He was 84 and suffering from poor health) impressed me even more.

If I should describe it , it is just paper cut and pasted but I love the way they are situated.It is such a simple and colourful work and I think it expresses a lot about the creator, his personality, his curiosity, his innovation,and his own search of looking for the way to say something to the world.

..." Although the snail is a humble animal its shell represent a pattern of universal movement"

"IF"

I love this poem , I really don't know if it is a poem or a "Soneto",but What's the difference, They are such wise words that I feel moved whenever I read it.

[IF]
If you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you,If you can trust yourself when all men doubt youBut make allowance for their doubting too,If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,Or being hated, don't give way to hating,And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;If you can meet with Triumph and DisasterAnd treat those two impostors just the same;If you can bear to hear the truth you've spokenTwisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winningsAnd risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,And lose, and start again at your beginningsAnd never breath a word about your loss;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinewTo serve your turn long after they are gone,And so hold on when there is nothing in youExcept the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;If all men count with you, but none too much,If you can fill the unforgiving minuteWith sixty seconds' worth of distance run,Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
--Rudyard Kipling

Como sigue esto??? Como se agregan textos e imagenes?

HELLO, I CAN'T BELIEVE IT !!!!! Is this my own blog?