After his Death….

She turned the knob of the door and took a deep breath. She walked into the dark room and kneeled in front of the dresser. Picking up the framed picture, she wiped it down with her sleeve and stroked it. A tear rolled down her cheek, as she held the photo close to her chest. Rafa was dead.

She picked herself up, and slowly place the photo down. After locking up, she heard a knock at the front door, she wiped her face and went to get it. She, reluctantly, opened the door, to see the hallelujah squad outside the house. She looked up at them.

‘Dolores’, the first called.’Is it too early?’.

‘No, no please’, showing them into the front room.
The second of them looking the oldest, 50’s, with a purple cardigan, with the name, Cindy, knitted into the pocket. She went to sit on the checkered resting chair when Dolores jump.

‘No!’, Dolores shouted,’Please’,pointing to another seat.

‘Dolores, please excuse me’, Cindy reassured.

They all settled down when Yunior bust through the door, high as ever. He scanned the room, then stopped at his Ma.

‘W…what are they doing here!?’, he pointed

‘Mijo…ple-‘

‘Please we don’t need your pity’, he started to calm down,’Its been hard, we just need time….please’

One by one, they stood up, gave their condolences to Dolores, then left.

‘Look, Ma, you’ve got to stop seeing them. All they do is preach, it’s all crap’, trying to make his ma understand.

‘Yunior…why’, Dolores said

‘Ma, please, just get my some food please’, he demanded.

Dolores lay the tablecloth and set out three plates. She distributed food to all three plates and sat down. Minutes passed and Dolores sat there and stared at the empty seat on the other side of the table. No tears… just thought. Yunior, however, ate ravenously, to drown his boisterous character, whereas Dolores did not touch her food. Yunior pushed himself away from the table, pulled out a black plastic from his rucksack, and strolled off to his room, pausing for a moment, the first door in the corridor. Rafa’s.

He wiped a tear from his face and carried on towards his room. He pushed everything on the table to one side and emptied the plastic bag. He coughed twice, the spat on the floor. After rolling a spliff, he propped his window open with a book, then lit his spliff. He took a puff and stared at the sky.

‘Take a puff with me big bro’, lifting his spliff to the air.

He chuckled without a smile and took another puff. He spat out the window, threw the spliff out, then closed then the window. As he left the room he stubbed his toe on something. He bent down to see a rusty ‘YALE’ padlock on the floor. He turned to the mirror, rubbed his cheek, then smiled. He picked it up then place it next to an old Yankee cap on the dresser. He smiled again then left the room. Dolores was approaching Yunior’s room when she said,

‘Pura Mierdas here’, Yunior rolled his eyes.

‘Ai Yunior, be nice’.

‘I’ll treat the mierda how I please.’, Yunior’s eyes red as hell.

Pura sat on a dining seat, with an old set of keys in front of her. Adrian, on her lap. He completely disregarded their presence and walked straight to the window. He pushed the blind to one side and eyed the battered car in the driveway.

‘What took so long, eh?’

‘Yunior, look I know how much he meant to-‘

‘Answer the question’

‘Me and Adrian…’

‘Oh…..little mono’, he said hysterically.

‘As I was saying, we got kicked out of the apartment, a couple of days after Rafa died, and after going house to house, friend to friend, well, we just wanted to possibly stay at your house, only until we get our own place’, she reassured, ‘ You can have the car.’

‘Really…so when I need the car, you play dumb, but then when you need something you’re ready in a heartbeat’.

‘Please, Yunior, please’, a tear trickled down her face.

‘Keys, now’, he demanded.

Pura pushed the keys towards Yunior. He picked them up, slipped them into his back pocket, and walked out of the door.

‘I need time to think’.

–El Fin–

 

 

 

 

 

26.05.16


I don’t think graffiti is bad as it is a way of expressing your feelings. It can show how you feel about art. Although it may be illegal people can get permits and permission for it.

Classwork 5/5/16

Debate title: This house believes that the gap between that the rich the poor provides an incentive for success

Task One

I disagree with this as I don’t think there can be a drive towards success as there are people who can’t afford the luxurys that these rich people have. If anything, this could bring you down as the thought of these poor people is quite sad.

If these people have millions and millions of pounds, they don’t need extra money and therefore can donate money with out caring to much as they have a lot of excess money.

Task Two

I disagree with these three statements:                                         • ‘Do the rich get richer and the poor get poorer’ – I disagree with this as, yes, the rich get richer as they have jobs and income, but the poor do not get poorer as they already don’t have a lot of money, so they can’t get a lot poorer.

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Act 5 Scene 8 Summary

In this scene, Macbeth says why to try to fight and die. Macduff then tells Macbeth to face him. He calls him a hellhound. They then start to fight and Macbeth starts talking, say he is wasting his time. He thinks he cannot be killed by Macduff as no man of woman born can harm him, but Macduff was not of woman born, he was ‘untimely ripped’ which means that he was ripped out of his mother’s womb. This frightens Macbeth but he does not back down. Macbeth then says he will not be taunted so he carries on fighting. Macduff then enters with Macbeth’s head and announces that everyone is free from his tyranny.

Act 5 Scene 7 Summary

In this scene, young Siward asks Macbeth what his name was, but Macbeth did not say as he would be afraid of it. He then says his name and siward says he hate that name.

‘The devil himself could not pronounce a title
More hateful to mine ear.’
They fight and young Siward is killed. Macbeth disappears.

Act 5 Scene 5 Summary

In this scene, Macbeth finds out that lady Macbeth has died and recites a soliloquy, which was studied in class. This soliloquy talks about how Macbeth would have wanted her to live for a little longer. A messenger then enters and tell Macbeth that he saw the forest moves, as the troops put tree trunks over their head, towards Dunsinane castle, but Macbeth denies it. Macbeth then threatens the messenger, and goes to attack.

Act 5 Scene 3 Summary

In this scene, Macbeth talks to a doctor, saying that he does not want to hear anything about the war, that he wants ‘no reports’. He also has no fear for Malcolm, as he was a woman born, and no one of woman born can harm him. He also gets news that 10 thousand troops are approaching the castle, but he shouts at the servant.