It has been so great to work with all of you--Happy Holidays! In chapter 7, Monroe's Motivated sequence is explored as another way to attempt persuasion in addition to our class outline format--There are 5 steps: 1.ATTENTION (Address listener's core concerns), 2. NEED (isolate and describe issue), 3. SATISFACTION (identify solution), and 4. VISUALIZATION (use descriptive language to make audience SEE solution at work, ie: vividly describe a world without polution) and 5. ACTION (call to audience to demonstrate their agreement with you, ie: Vera's speech when she had us sing at the end). The final will address Monroe's motivated sequence in addition to audience analysis and fallacies. These tools are a great way to write a good organized essay too, so you can use them well beyond our class--For our final blog entry here, please attempt Monroe's step 4, using powerful, colorful, vivid and symbolic language to create
visualization to persuade the rest of us to adopt some family or cultural ritual which YOU believe strongly in during this holiday season! You have until December 13th to post. Feliz Vaccaciones Amigos! Happy New Year!!!!!!
Hey everybody I want to talk about the sights and sounds of christmas! The lights on our houses that signal the coming of christmas. The wrapping of presents. The decorating of the tree. I love awaking to our christmas tree all lit up and sparkling as it is every christmas season. Going shopping for all the gifts and wrapping them with care. The time spent with family and friends. It is truely a magic moment. All of these sights and sounds remind me of my childhood and all the wonderful experiences I have had of the holiday season. I will cherish these until the end of my days.I want to wish all of you a very merry christmas and happy new year!!! BY; MARK SHELTON
ReplyDeleteFirst off I just wanted to say that I am a little sad that this is all ending...I feel like I have met the most diverse, best group of individuals ever. I have valued our time spent these last 8 weeks...
ReplyDeleteAnyway...Ever since I was a little girl and even years before that, my family would all gather at my Grandmas house and make Santa cookies. Homemade frosting and homemade dough. The sugar cookies smelt so warm and happy. The small red cookie cutter was always the same each year...Sitting around the large table and seeing generations of family...we all looked alike...the cookies would be sitting on the shiney cookie sheets as you stared into the santas tiny raisin eyes, you began to paint on his white beard, eye brows and mustaches, don't forget the white of his hat...time for red...start with the hat..then his tiny mouth, finish the bright red by putting two rosey cheecks...and for the final touch, sweet coconut to make his beard fluffy...the youngest kid would never get there though...their cookie would already be half gone...When my Grandma passed, she passed that small red cookie cutter down to my Mom...we still do that tradition till this day...even though the faces are changing, I still always think about being that little freckled faced girl at my Grandmas house... ~Stephanie~
Many years ago, when my dad was more agile, him, my sister, and I would go skiing on Christmas Day. Aside from the progessively freezing car ride(due to the elevation and temperature), the ride was dark, as it was early in the morniong, but the car smelled of my dad's home brewed coffee, french roast, if I can recall correctly, black, no sugar. My sister and I slept peacefully as my dad drove. by the time we woke up, we were just pulling into the ski resort, Northstar-At-Tahoe. Over the years, we have grown fond on the slopes. The only thing unpredictable was the ticket prices, as over the years, they went up. As we got into the gondola, are hearts filled with excitement, and wondered how many times we would fall that day. One year, my sister threw up in the gondola. I guess the employees were not satisfied cleaning up the chair. The day would go by quickly, and painfully, as we made our way down black diamond slopes, at what seemed like a straight 90 degree drop, but in realisticly, it was more like 110 degree drop. But my sister and I had no choice but to follow my dad, no matter what, as our mom had told us to follow dad. We made it down ok, and no matter if we followed the same route he did, or not, we were better off taking the chairlift back down.
ReplyDeleteMy dad challenged us on the slopes, but he also had some responsibilities. I remember one christmas day, the three of us were hitting a mediocre slope. My sister went first, while my dad watched, to make sure she was okay. Out of the corner of his eye, he spots a snowboarder, out of control. He takes off in the blink of an eye, and crashes into him, just before the snowboarder took out my sister.
Just too bad he wasnt around on another Christmas ski trip when my cousin crashed into my sister.
My mom started this tradition, (when I was in elementary school) where every Christmas day, we go venture out to the Asian supermarkets and buy raw catfish, ground pork, pot-sticker wraps, vegetables, mung bean noodles, and etc., and we prepare ourselves a special dinner called hotpot. Hotpot is similar to Fondue, but instead of using cheese, we use boiling hot soup to cook our raw food.
ReplyDeleteMy mom use to make the best soup for the base of our hot pot. Each year, my mom would make a different type of soup. The last time I recalled my mom making the soup for our traditional hotpot meal for Christmas day was a year before she passed away. She made this soup base where she boiled some fresh pork and added a lot of lettuce and dried shrimp in it. I remembered tasting the soup where it tasted really salty and the color of the soup was lime-green. The only thing that I recall doing was dumping a bunch of the pot-stickers and the raw meat in, when the soup started to bubble.
We still make ourselves a nice hotpot, but after my dad took over making the soup it wasn't as best as what my mom made, but he tried.
-Nancy Yu
P.S. I enjoyed working with everyone in this class, and like what my science prof always says, "IT WAS AWESOME!" I hope everyone have a nice CHRISTMAS BREAK!!
Growing up in Nigeria we never had much holidays throughout the year. The Christmas holiday is the most cherished holiday among the few holidays my country has. Amazingly, both christians and muslims shared the joy of this wonderful season.
ReplyDeleteXmas is a day every child looks out to with great anticipation and excitement. Schools are out and families are home preparing for this day --cleaning and setting up decorations around the house. In addition, households would have roosters ready to be slaughtered for food. I know I always loved to watch when the hen is being slaughtered and then, I would join my mom in plucking out its feathers. Xmas was also the day mama would bring out the good china dishes, sterling silver cutleries and utensils; made a variety of meals--jollof rice, fried rice, pounded yam with ogbonno soup, ogbonno was always stuffed with all assortments of meat ranging from fried fish to smoked cow tails; we also had fried plantains, fried goat meat, baked irish potatoes to go allow with fried chicken; and then we would all sit at the big dinning table to eat our meal together. We always had good food on Xmas day and most importantly, Xmas is the day kids get to wear their most favorite outfits, of course they were always new outfits.
Xmas celebrated once in a year, a time of joy and happiness, a time to rejoice for what Christ has done for us.
Merry Christmas everyone.
~Beatrice Okokpujie.
Hello everyone! I really enjoyed our 8 weeks together, it was really fun.
ReplyDeleteBeing born in the U.S. I had to explain how the holidays work to my parents. Learning a lot about Christmas in 1st grade, I persuaded my parents to put the Christmas tree up the day after thanksgiving, so I could have it up for a month. We never put lights up outside the house, but I would decorate the house by things we made at school. Christmas eventually became a day to open presents in the Christmas morning, watching the parade on television, and having a lot of food. The family would make goat or lamb curry, and sometimes we did a pit-in-bbq (dig a whole in the ground, and cook it on hot rocks for 3-4 hours). I am a vegetarian now, so all of that now goes out the window. A lot of drinking takes place, and it is just a big family gathering. No matter how you celebrate it, just be happy and spend time with your loved ones. Life is too short you guys. Happy holidays and take care.
First of all, I just want to say to all of my classmate Good Luck on all your final Exam. I enjoy every part of the class and thank you for supporting every one with your positive attitude.
ReplyDeleteToday, I just want to share Cultural ritual which I believe strongly in during holiday season which is that the Gathering of family member in one place. When I was back-home which is in Ethiopia, the whole family member used to gather at my grandparents house. Before the holiday comes, we paint our house buy new clothes, and clean the house from inside out. The food is prepared by each family member at their own house and my grand parent’s house. There is different kind of food that will be prepared for the holiday such as Chicken stew with hard-boiled eggs, Lamb Dices, beef stew, rice, cottage cheese, lamb stew, Tartar Steak, Fried Cookies, Vegetable Stew, coffee, tea, Bread of Ethiopia and more. The day of the holiday, we get up early in the morning and wear our new clothes or best clothes and start our journey to my father parent’s house. After we enjoy the morning with them, we go back home and bring the foods that we prepared for my mothers parents house and go there in the after noon. It is all about enjoying the holiday together as a family. Who ever comes first at my grandparents house whether it is my aunts or my mom, their food serve first and who ever comes next and so on. It is better to gather with the whole family rather than being one family during holidays. I enjoy the most back-home than in here. I have my parents and brother and sister, but it is not the same. I miss the way the holiday celebrated back-home. As a mulsim, I don't celebrate Christmas, but to all of my classmate I wish you a happy holiday and happy new year.
Let me start out by saying that it was pleasure having you all as classmates. It gave me a chance to open my mind up to different cultures, lifestyles and opinions. Everyone was very pleasant. If anyone wants to keep in touch my email is missbritt01@gmail.com
ReplyDeleteMoving along...
When i was younger I used to sleep in my older brothers room on Christmas eve because i was so excited about the next day that i couldnt get to sleep. I could smell the sweet scent of sweet potato pie permeating the house. We could hear wrapping paper being torn and boxes being tuscled with. At the age of 7 i knew that santa didnt exist but at the same time it all still felt so magical. My mom would play christmas music all through the night and our christmas tree was decorated with ornaments that we made at school. Nothing like being a kid.
~ Brittany S.
hey its me Romila.......howz going?....I want to say Merry Christmas and a happy new year to all of you. I enjoyed this class and it was amazing one.
ReplyDeleteMy family and I we usually have parties and family gathering during the holiday seasons.However, I have grown up in big family so usually during the seasons we all go shopping together and when we enter in shop as all together everyone look at us as if we are here to takeover.lol. At dinner time, my mom usually cooks and we help out as alwayz. she cook our favorite food such as roti and curry and we all bros and sisters do BBQ and dance together until new year.
Enjoy ur holidayz.....take care.
There's one day in December in which I cherish the most, Christmas Eve. I would sleep over my sister's house to help her cook the whole day. The smell of food would flow throughout the house while the doorbell continues to ring throughout the day. My brothers and sister would come over and we would play games all day until dinner. They would count how many times I would break something when I get too competitive. I would count how many times my younger sister hits me with a pillow because she loses. The most important part of the day would be dinner. We all actually sit at the dinner table and share all of our experiences for the year and our plans for the next year. We started this tradition since I turned 18, which is four years ago. We all have busy lives and do not have the time to sit down and have dinner with each other. On top of that, we all live in separate households. Since we do not have parents to share our stories and love to, we want to keep Christmas Eve special. We want to share these memories and keep creating new ones forever.
ReplyDeleteTo start off, I wanted to say that it was a great pleasure being able to share this rather short but very fun class with you all and our instructor Sandra. It was great listening to everyone speak and it was a very rewarding experience to be with you all.
ReplyDeleteAs for my visualization, I want to do a piece on volunteering your time or making donations to a charitable cause that my family and I have been doing every year. It's a great way to do simple comforting things for others and feel good doing them as well.
The days spent on the street can be very cold and lonesome at times during the winter season. There isn't as much activity and very little daylight for these short days. Shelters are usually packed and there really isn't much of a place to go. This is a little glimpse of what an homeless individual might have to encounter during this holiday season. There can be a simple but comforting and worthwhile aid in this. Donating lightly used coats and jackets you don't use anymore to a organization that would be able to distribute to low income families or people in need. These families and people will be able to stay warmer and feel less alone during these hard elemental weather conditions. It's a season of tidings and giving, so let's check those dusty closets and draws and find something that we can give back to the world.
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ReplyDeleteYou have read about my boyfriends behaviors before. Well this time you get to read about the Christmas holiday tradition that he has introduced to me.
This year we are gathering at his Aunts home to make Christmas tamales. Yes his family is hispanic. Everybody meets up and we all participate in the process. It is quite the assembly process. Aunt Lola and her daughters prepare the meat, vegetables, salsa or as they say "Chile" in advance of the rest of the family's arrival. Jerry, his daughter, and me got there and the house was filled with family and the aroma of authentic home cooked Mexican food. The men are watching football in the family room. I entered the kitchen with his daughter. Its a small kitchen fiiled with women laughing and telling funny family stories and giggling continuosly. On the kitchen table is a big bowl of masa, a large pile of corn husks, and another bowl with a mixture meat and seasonings. I sat down with Jerry's daughter, and the other women demonstrated the process of applying the masa to the corn husks and then filling the tamales withthe meat mixture. Finally the husks are rolled and wrapped in another corn husk to be placed in a large steamer for cooking. It looks real simple but actually takes a bit of practice before I can complete one successfully. As times passes, I realize that this is really a social event to spend time with family. The family is very friendly and inviting, and I quickly find myself feeling quite at home and a confirmed member of the family. I'm glad that I accepted Jerry's invitation to join in the tamale making. I especially enjoyed eating the tamales afterward. His Aunt really enjoys the presence of family and smiles constantly along with the rest of the family. Without realizing it I soon feel an overwhelming sense of membership that feels like a smile that emanates from deep within my soul. The whole house is filled with the spirit of love and kindness. Jerry say's that I have just experienced the Mexican version of hospitality which he calls "Amistad". I look forward to the next Mejia family gathering....
For this exercise, I will discuss my family's tradition of writing a rhyme on each Christmas gift one gives.
ReplyDeleteIt's a tradition I remember from as far back as I could hold a pencil. Each Christmas, we prepare our gifts, not just with wrapping paper and bows, but with the wittiest pieces of verse we could devise. Yes is can be difficult to come up with a rhyme that fits each gift, but just imagine what it's like, with each member of your family reading aloud what you've written for them, before excitedly tearing into the wrapping paper.
When it's over, you will have given each other more than just material gifts. You'll have given the cleverness of your mind, and the content of your heart.
-Erik