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 * Keona:Chpt.5:** Kumalo finds a place to sleep at a woman's home by the name of Ms. Lithebe. When he got to the woman's house they washed up for dinner. Kumalo didn't know what to do when it was time to eat because he never used a fork and a knife before. There were also priest's sitting at the dinner table. Asking Kumalo question's, the priest's were curious about were he was from and was interested in alot of things.
 * Keona:Chpt.6:** Msimangu and Kumalo are walking on their way to Claremont. As they walk and look at their surroundings they see a woman who is a liquor seller. They also see children that aren't and school and think their silly becuase they don't care. I would think its silly too, to no go to school when you have the opportunity and are blessed with education. They should take advantage of school because there isn't many children in this world who have an education.

-He sat down, and took out a large red handkerchief to wipe his face.- imagery
 * Keona:Chpt.7:** Kumalo and his sister Gertrude are at Mrs. Lithebe's home a woman that is taking careof the two. Mr. Msimangu has decided to take Kumalo to see his brother John, someone he hasn't seen or heard from in awhile. John explains to Kumlao that the reason why he stopped writing was because people in Ndotsheni don't understand the way life is in Johannesburg.

//**Cherita: chap7-** "The sun was shining,and even in this great city there were birds, small sparrows that chirped nd flew about in the yard." "But there is only one thing that hs powr completely, and that is love. Because whena man loves, he seeks no power,and therefore he has power. I see only one hope for our country, and that is when white men and black men, desiring neither power nor money, but desiring only the good of thier country, come together to work it.//


 * Keona:Chpt.8:** Kumalo and Msimangu had to hitch a ride from a white man without any chocie due to the fact that black people from the city have been boycotting because the prices for bus rides and fares are getting higher and no one can really afford it. So after the man dropped the two off they had to walk the rest of the way. Msimangu talks how bad te city of Alexandra is. How the whites kill and rape other women and all types of violence.

//**Cherita: chap8-** "Professor hoernie for he had Tomlinson's Brains, and your brother's voice,and Dubla's heart, all in one man.//

//**Cherita:chap9- "**Quietly my child,your mother is by you. Outside there is laughter and jestings, digging and hammering and calling in languages that i do not know. Quietly my child, there is a lovely valley where you were born. The water sings over the stones and the wind cools you. The cattle came down to the river, they stand there under the trees. Quietly my child, oh god make her quiet. God have mercy on upon us. Christ have mercy upon us white man, have mercy upon us."//
 * Keona:Chpt.9:** residents in the tons of Alexandra, Sophiatown, and Orlando try to find homes in Johannesburg. These towns are small not the best places for families to live. farms are too small to grow crop. Too many people are rushing to buy these homes and some people have to stay back at their homes.


 * Dory:** YaY! We got another page!

it is enticing for the mind, it draws me in, unfortunately, the tv's magnetic force is stronger. i bid adu.
 * Beca:**the imagery is great. its like a book full of little riddles. it is designed to fill the mind with images and wonder.

" Symbology is almost akin to another language, irrational in its construct, it suggest one theme whilst utilising a different one, the key to understanding symbology is through both aspects of intuition as well as cross referencing what we understand about the world around us. Symbology comes under the remit of the subconscious mind, as our inner self is portrayed fourth in a liturgy of symbols, with no coherent reasoning or direction from the cognitive awareness of self.   It is therefore necessary to cross examine what we feel the symbology we are seeing actually represents, through questioning and feedback from friends or clients. Using such a method I have learnt to understand the symbolic language. I have listed some examples below." ...and... "Grass – This represents emotional well-being, the rougher the grass, or windswept the grass looks, the more that is going on in an emotional sense." http://www.gimlit.btinternet.co.uk/Symbology.htm whenever paton refer to people, like umfundisi's nephew, he doesn't just say nephew, he says the son of his brother john or the son of his sister. this happens every time. this book shows the changing of the times so much. he uses the word gay, and he "...kissed and fondled him." him being the son of his sister. with the changes in society people reading this book without proper knowledge of words might think he was a homosexual, child-molesting priest. his brother is interesting in the way the author stated that he speaks to people who are not there.
 * Beca:**back to the grass thing, i looked it up and this is what i found and where i found it

I don't know though. I'm probably just chasing rainbows.
 * Dory:** I don't know what it has to do with anything, but I'm in a psychology class and it just occurred to me, so I think I'll bring my psychological point of view in... In the stage of Adolescence, people are burdened by what's called the "Imaginary Audiance", in which they act a certain way at all times because they feel as though someone is watching them at all times. It seemed for a moment that this applied to the priest's brother in that his brother was, as Beca mentioned, speaking to people who aren't there.


 * Keona:** i know im late! i have already read chapters 1-3. im going to finish chpts. 4-7 today. but so far i think the book is really great. its kind of confusing at the same time and it also reminds me of "Things fall Apart" when i had read it in 10th grade. The first few chpts. explain how everyone who left for Johannesburg and never came back. Umfundisis's sister and few of other people had left for this place. Umfundisi is very worried about his sister Gertrude and wants to go find her. If i were him i would be too scared to go. If i know that people disapperead and never came back i would stay home. On the other hand i understand that he really loves his sister and wants to find her. I found a point in chapter one where they are using imagery. Page34 last paragraph says "the great red hills stand desolate, and the earth has torn away like flesh." you can picture red hills and the earth tearing away like flesh even though that isn't a wonderful thing to think about. lol!

//The way the sister reacts to her brother was surprising to me. It didn’t seem like she was happy but ashamed of how her brother found her. That fact of being a prostitute, spending time in jail and not knowing where her child is is very relevant to today. Both were mother and child are sick. She is ready to go back home. this is from chap 6 i got out of order//
 * Cherita:**


 * Dory:** Ok, we’re on chapter seven yes? Chapter seven is the one where Umfundisi goes to find his brother, a wealthy government type person. I’d imagine he went expecting to find a man that he’d once been a friend of, but what he found was a changed man a couple hundred pounds older than he used to be, corrupted. Now, this is mainly for effect more than for the actual story, which actually isn’t something I approve of too much, but fits perfectly here. The image of his brother is perfectly idilic of every character that has ever been corrupted by convenience—fat, lazy, and rude. It adds to the evil of the city, and the sense of loss, but quite frankly it was underdone. If the author wanted to get the point across, it needed to get across for a while longer so that it would actually get through, and not just kinda run off in to the air.


 * Beca:**i've read almost to chapter eleven, i won't add anything yet because i don't want to ruin anything for anyone else Mrs. Ruu. i'm being considerate. and i can't differentiate chapters.


 * Beca:** i think its kind of sad how that one change, moving to johannesburg, changed umfundisi's loved ones beyond recognition. i dont know if i'd be able to get over it if my sister and brother changed like that. we are taught that people dont change, i would hope his siblings werent always like that. i dont know what i would do if my sister became a prostituting, drug-dealing, single mother.

i also think this book is timeless. this book is like a metaphor that can be applied, more or less, to many peoples lives. we grow up in our own little worlds. we learn things a certain way, and some things, because of our environment, we don't have to learn. the way paton wrote this book, i can imagine leaving virginia beach and going someplace like nyc or chicago. the economic extremes in those cities are much farther apart than in good old vb. id be shell shocked going to one of those cities and seeing the modern day equivalent of the shanty towns and children dying cause they can't get a "white"(now:good/experienced) doctor. the way He wrote his book with such detail, its hard not to think about it.


 * Keona:** ch.3 : "And always behind them the dim wall of the wattles, like ghosts in the mist." -similie

"It is interesting to wait for the train at Carisbrooke, while it climbs up out the great valley." -imagery-

ch.4 : "A train rushes past them, wih a sudden roaring of sound that makes him jump in his seat."

"Black and white, it says, black and white, thought red and green. It is too much to understand." -imagery-

"His heart beats like that of a child" -similie-

I guess we're supposed to write about the technical elements of the writing, but I think we've said just about everything that can be said about the writers style. He doesn't use quotation marks, and most of the time it's hard to tell who's even talking; but you get a hang of it after a while, and there's more than the descriptions and the metaphors to come out. The thing that sticks out farthest in my mind (possibly because of some strange disability that makes such things stick out) is in the last chapter of book one (don't read on if you haven't read up that far. It's a shocker.) where Kumalo asks his son's betrothed if she would take him instead of his son. It was probably the most shocking thing in the book thus far. Here is this priest, this pious and good man, who's doing everything in his power to make the nameless girl feel uncomfortable, and what does she do? Says, "I can be willing." Now, what does this say for Johannesburg? Has it even corrupted the good priest?
 * Dory:** Yeah, so, I'm not sure what chapter I'm on but I'm to that point where the thing in the middle of the book says "Book two" And suddenly I realized that I haven't typed for pretty much anything since 7, so now I think I'll try to keep up, without chapter definitions.


 * Shontia:** The book to me is something to show people that there are other languages in the world to and not just english but its not really there fault why they speak the way they do. The people in the book confuse you so much....The people in the book are crazy i cant belileve they kill eachother in the story and they should get along well and im on the part well its says book two but it seems so crazy because the book has so much going on at one time that it will have you lost and have you thinking that its a person talking and turn around its someone else talking and you wouldnt know... Kumalo had a nerve to ask his son's betrothed if she could take him instead of taking the son....I really couldnt believe that stuff i was like what i cant really say nothing becasue im so shocked...

**Shontia:** I am on chapter 18 and its talking bout Ixopo into the hills….. Its saying the hills are covered and rolling in grass….Te road climbs seven miles into them to Carisbrooke and from there it is no mist and believe it or not its one of the fairest valleys of Africa….. It’s the valley of Umzimkulu, its on its journey from the Drakensberg to the sea and under is the river the great hill after hill…..The mountain of Ingeli and East Griqualand is also there….  Its only one house there and its flat ploughed fields all over and it tells you it’s the finest farm of the countryside. It original name is High Place it really does stand about Ndotsheni and the great valley of the Umzimkulu…. During October one day in the afternoon on a hot day there was no cloud in the sky….The cloud didn’t even have rain coming down or nothing like that is was blazing…..After a while at the end of the field it stopped, and the oxen stood sweating and blowing in the heat….Thomas and Umunumzana was outside and they couldn’t see a thing outside…..

**Shontia:**Now in the story they are saying that the foods are dying because they didn’t take care of the farms and make sure its was ok but its be so hot out there that it was so hard for the food to stay good and they should have built a wall around the joint so save the soil from getting damage and messed all up.. The people couldn’t believe what was happing to the food and stuff.. They are outside drinking tea and talking about everything that’s going on with them and there farms and there life…. It was less food growing in these reserves.. There was to many cattle growing in the field and it was eroded and barren and each new field extended the devastation….. Something would have been done if the people would have learned how to fight erosion if they would have built the walls like they suppose to do and save the soil from washing in the river along the contours in the hills.. The only wrong thing about it is that the hills are so steep and indeed some of them were never meant for ploughing! The oxen was weak and so that made it easy to plough downwards…Its says the people were ignorant, and they knew nothing about farming at all and they was really in the way…And the educated boys did not want to work on the farms and they wanted to find nicer jobs and go to town and work and look for congenial occupation……All the work was done by the old men and women….. ‘“Down in Ndotsheni I am nobody, even as you are nobody, my brother. I am subject to the chief, who is an ignorant man. I must salute him and bow to him, but he is an uneducated man. Here in Johannesburg I am a man of some importance, of some influence. I have my own business, and when it is good, I can make ten, twelve pounds a week.” He began to sway to and fro, he was not speaking to them, he was speaking to people who were not there. “I do not say we are free here. I do not say we are free as men should be. But at least I am free of the chief. At least I am free of an old and ignorant man, who is nothing but a white man’s dog. He is a trick, a trick to hold together something that the white man desires to hold together.” He smiled his cunning and knowing smile, and for a moment addressed himself to his visitors…’ I thought this excerpt was kind of interesting
 * Beca:**

“All these buses go to Johannesburg, said Msimangu. You need not fear to take a wrong bus here.” That would be __SOO__ cool. Its also amazing how all those people are participating in the boycott and the white men are helping them out, even if they can get in trouble with the law. 22 miles each day, 11 miles there, 11 miles back, I mean dange, I don’t think I would have the energy to walk all that way before and after working all day, with practically no sleep. But they did it, and they deserve anything they want because they did do that. GO OPRESSED PEOPLE, YA’LL CAN DO IT!!!
 * Beca:**

ALL ROADS LEAD TO JOHANNESBURG. In chapter 9, its sad how they can’t get rooms and the children are dying in the disgusting shantytowns
 * Beca:**

TIME TO MOVE ON TO PAGE THREE!!

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