The Da Vinci Decoded

Dear Reader,

                One of the most prevalent themes in The Da Vinci Code is love.  It appears throughout the entire book in different forms.  The first type of love will be demonstrated a top ten list of ways to know that you are loved.  These are ways that Sophie Neveu has been loved in the book.  The other type of love will be shown by a recipe, a scene of Robert Langdon talking to his self, and a wanted poster.  The recipe is the things that came together over the story in order for Robert and Sophie to fall in love.  The Robert Langdon talking to himself scene is Robert trying to figure out how to do the right thing.  The wanted post will tell what Sophie did for Robert because she loved him.  Though out this post you will be seeing a few quotations about love, this is the repetend I have used.  The quotes are people thoughts on love.  Love is the theme I have chosen and this blog will support my point.

                                                                                                                                                                Sincerely,

                                                                                                                                                                George Simon



“Brief is life but love is long.” –Alfred Lord Tennyson

Ten ways to know recognize love

1.    When your parents have died they took you in

2.    He would do anything for you

3.    The worst ten years of his life is when he lost contact with you

4.    He cared about so much that he could not do what his only purpose was

5.    He kept you safe at his own risk

6.    He would rather destroy what he has spent his whole looking for than lose you

7.    He trust you to do the most important task the world has ever know

8.    If he spends ten years trying to get you to just talk to him again

9.    In his last minutes of life he thought of you

   10. After he is gone he still finds ways to say I love you

 “If you live to be 100, I hope I live to be 100 minus 1 day, so I never have to live without you.” ~W. T. Pooh

 

Love: Simple and with easily cleanup

Ingredients

·         A death of a close family member

·         A secret held for ten year

·         An oven preheated to thrill

·         Four ounces of secrets

·         6 cups of suspense

·         A roasting pan of police suspect

Step1: Start with the death of a close family member and add the secret held for ten years

Step 2: Preheat your oven to thrill and mix the four ounces of secrets with the 6 cups of suspense in a separate bowl

Step 3: Add the mixture to the roasting pan and put it all in the oven.  Set and forget for about a day and a half

Wanted

Name: Robert Langdon

Height: About 6’

Weight: About 170 lbs.

Last seen: Fleeing from the Louvre traveling with Sophie Neveu

“Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence. ~Eric Fromm

Self

By Robert Langdon

This time I need to do the right thing.  They are counting on me.  Jacques told Sophie to find me for some reason.  I think that part of that is to protect her.  He chose her over the Grail and I am going to do the same thing.  Jacques would have wanted it that way.  Whatever I do I cannot let them get both the grail and the girl.  I need to get this vile open and get the map out.  If I do that then I win twice.  I just pray that whatever ends up happening that Sophie does not get hurt.  I would rather have them take me than Sophie.  I just want this whole thing to be over.  I think Jacques might if had the wrong man for the job tonight.  God just please tell me what to do.  I have no idea.  I just really need your help right now.  Give me the power to do what is right.

“Love is not singular except in syllable.”  ~Marvin Taylor

The reason I have choose these genres is because they are the most effective way to explain my theme of love.  I chose the top ten lists because in the book Sophie and her grandfather have grown apart.  She had lost love for him.  I decided to show ten ways that her grandfather did love her very much.  I chose the recipe to show all of the crazy things that took place in the book.  Each one of them is very important to the story and to the romance between Robert and Sophie.  I chose the wanted poster because throughout the whole book Robert and Sophie are running from the police.  This all came about because to the love that Jacques has for Sophie.  I finally chose the talking to self-scene because many time Robert is saying something and thinking something completely different.  He has many talking to self-type scenes in the book.  I really only experienced one problem throughout the whole project, I had trouble picking tome of the genres from the third column.  I found that picking one of those was very hard.  Other than that I really had no other problems with this project.

Works Cited

·         www.google.com/images

·         www.thinkexist.com/quotations/love

·         http://honeymoons.about.com

Jazzing It Up

This week in English class we finished reading Caesar.  Just like in Romeo and Juliet everyone died at the end.  This Friday I participated in one of the greatest nights of my year.  Friday was Jazz Nite.  This is the final event for jazz band this year. It is so much fun.  It is basically about 2 hours of jazz.  This is a great two hours for me.  Both of are jazz bands play at this event which makes it that much more fun.  Jazz 2 is what I am in and we played 8 songs on Friday.  Jazz 2 is like the junior varsity version of the jazz program.  Our varsity program is Jazz 1.  They are really good.  We went to a jazz festival a couple of weeks ago in Toledo.  They were the second to last band to play.  The school’s band played last and they were outshined by Jazz 1.  Jazz 1 is good.  Friday they played about 15 songs.  Now I did jazz band last year and jazz night was fun but this year was different.  I was one of the hosts for Jazz Nite.  It was my two buddies and I tell people what songs Jazz 1 was going to perform next.  The great that we did is we all dressed the same.  We all dressed as the blues brothers.  We went all out.  We had the sun glasses, hats, suits, the whole nine yards.  It was so much fun and I even got the crowd to laugh at my terribly hacky jokes. After the thing was done a few of us decided to get some breakfast.  This was at about 10 at night.  One of the people was one of my6 buddies that dressed with my like the blues brothers.  Now we were officially the blues brothers.  When we got to the restaurant it was a bit weird.  Everyone in the restaurant was staring at my friend and i.  The manger got that we were dressed like the blues brothers and told us so.  When we walking to our table someone asked me if i was on a mission from god to which I said a yes.  The people there got what we were going for.  About ten minutes before we left someone came in and out did us.  This lady came in dress in either a prom dress or a brides miad dress.  The dress was puffy and teal.  It was weird which provided enough time for us go leave unotived.  It was a fun night and I looking forward to it next year.

Lights, Camera, Action

This is the cast of my Caesar movie.

Julius Caesar- William Shatner

Octavius- Paul Reubens   

Antonius- Charlie Sheen

Brutus- Chuck Norris

Cassius- Marlon Brando

Casca- James Caan

Trebonius- Sylvester Salon

Ligarius- Robert Duvall

Decius-Robert De Niro

Metellus Cimber- Joe Pesci

Cinna- Al Pacino

Artemidorus- Don Rickles

Calphurnia- Hilary Clinton

Portia- Lady Gaga

Soothsayer- Mel Brooks

Response

http://taylorann-tay.blogspot.com/2011/04/crazy-weekend.html

First Impressions

I sit here on windy Sunday listening to my house creek as it sways with the wind.  Caesar was topic that we did in English call this week.  We have begun to read the play with is as fun as watching paint dry or grass grow.  Yesterday the jazz bands loaded on a bus and rode to Akron for a jazz festival.  I was fun and lasted all day.  On the way back from Akron I sat next to Ms. Sana Selemon which reminded of short story.  This is the story of how she and I met.  It was the fall of freshman year.  I was at the best place to be of a Friday, a home football game.  I was not there for the football game.  My focus was to meet people.  One of those people that I met that night was Sana.  It was Sana, Brandyn Wallace, Michelle Nye, and I walking around the stadium.  Now I have no idea why but I was climbing a fence.  I was a moron then and still am but I was climbing a fence.  Brandyn gave me an unwelcome boost and I fell over the fence.  At that time everything went into slow motion.  I heard a rip and then I hit the ground.  I looked down and my pants had ripped from about the crouch of my pant down.  At that moment I had a decision to make.  I was going to be embarrassed and go home or laugh about it and use it to my advantage.  The first thing I did was laugh.  When I started to laugh everyone started to laugh with me.  All of us were laughing at me and I felt great.  I stayed at that game at I was one of the best football games I had ever went to.  I had so much fun and my pants were ripped.  Towards the end I seemed like my pants had always been ripped.  I am still friends with the two girls and very good friends with one of them.  They when meeting new people making a good first impression is important.  I feel like I made a pretty great first impression.  If I do say so myself.

Response

http://taylorann-tay.blogspot.com/2011/03/achievement.html?showComment=1299877113930#c8006283649313998525

Grammy’s Groceries

This week in English class we reviewed for the OGT which we will be taking in a couple of weeks.  Now I have a story that took place Saturday.  Every Saturday I go to church at 5, diner at 6, and shopping at 7 with my grandmother.  This involves the shopping part.  Usually we go too Meijer when we shop and my grandma and I shop together and my parents shop together.  Now my grandma has trouble walking so she rides around in one of those little electric carts with the basket.  I go in before her and pick one out with a charged battery.  This weekend there were only two carts in the cart bay both with less than great batteries but I had to give her one so I picked the first one.  The cart did well around until we go to aisle 12.  My grandmother had stopped to look at detergent and could not go any more.  I had been dreading this for basically my whole life.  I really do not like doing things that are not normal for me or people like me to do.  One example is for me to drive one of those carts.  I just do like the looks and whispering it is all bad, but I care about my grandmother more than I hate that so I walked up to the front.  The cart bay had gained a cart and it was plugged into the slot where my grandmothers had been.  I walk over, turn it on, and push my hand down on the seat because the turns on due to weight.  I saw that the battery was about half charged.  I undo all of the things I had just done and move on to the next cart.  I unplug it and that is as for I get because I am interrupted by an employee. 

“You know sir if sit down on the cart you can find out if the battery is charged,” The employee informed me.  The employee sounded like the drive through cashier at the Krusty Burger in the Simpsons.  His voice cracked so much that if it was a piece of glass it would be shattered.  After he talked to me he took over my cart search.  All I could think was that this is what he has to do.  I mean didn’t he have to go restock adult diapers or clean up throw up in aisle 3.  This is what your job is annoying me when I am incredible mad for no reason.  So he says to me “this cart should be fine for you.”  Then I see him took at the cashier lady.  This lady had a short haircut, piercings, and neck tattoos creeping up out of her red work shirk.  By all reason able account I might guess that this lady was a lesbian or at least not interested the voice crack sitting on the cart.  He is trying to impress her by look like a man by helping me get a cart.  He gets up and I sit down and I drive away not looking back. 

Now I am a large man and this cart is not really the most power thing every.  The electric motor almost sounds like it screaming get off me and in pain.  So I am drive and people are looking at me.  Children are point, adults are shielding their kids eyes, and the elderly are shaking their heads; it is not good.  I get to about aisle 10 and the motors screams started to lower and I see on the dash thing that the level is slowly going down.  At that moment I lose all composure.  Up until then I had looked straight ahead with a straight face until the battery started to die.  I stand up on the cart and try to push it like a skate board also while whispering “come on baby don’t give up on me now.”  I get barely get to aisle 12 but I do.  In my absence a crowd had formed because my grandmother was blocking the aisle.  I beep the little horn like a jerk the people to move and stop the cart so my grandma can get in.  Since the battery is low I want the weight to be as low I head back to the front to get a cart.  On the way there I thought I heard to kids talking about my adventure.

“That’s the guy that rode on the cart.”

“Really?”

“Ya”

“ Awesome!”