Sophie : At like (3) on the (1) um (5) oh, I gotta check now (3) um (2) left slub (1) left hand side of the paper.
Jade: Yeah.
Sophie: Quite big (1) like right in the middle
Jade: Yeah
Sophie: But like right(^) towards the edge
Jade: Um (1)/ sure
Sophie: Draw a zed shape
Jade: a (^) zed?
Sophie: (1) a zed shape
Jade: Middle left?
Sophie: Y::::::eah.
Jade: Ok.
- In this conversation it is shown quite clearly that Jade often questions what Sophie is saying, but she often used words such as "Yeah" and "Ok" to show a clear message of understanding and encouragment. Sophie often uses fillers when not sure of what to say.
In the conversation between Jade and Sophie, they communicate well with eachother. You can tell by their constant checking and reassurance of the conversation that they have a clear undertsanding of each other and aren't afraid to double check answers to make sure that they have got it right. You can see from both of their dialect that they are comfortable with each other and use quite an informal and intimate register.
Thursday, 7 November 2013
Wednesday, 9 October 2013
Travel Writing - Bristol
Ever wanted to go to a place where all your dreams come true? Then Bristol is the right place for you - a pulsing with life city which is based in the South West of England. Bursting with opportunities amongst your own imagination, Bristol is where it is all happening. Fancy a day of shopping with your girlfriends,? then Cabot Circus is over-flowing with a sea of both designer (for all you rich kids) and cheaper shops (like Primark) for you to take a pick from. How about a romantic evening out with the one you love? Clifton Suspension Bridge, built by Brunel in 1754 - with it's picturesque scenery and several pubs and restaurants near by is enough to put the spark back into your relationship. Musical opportunities are also big here in Bristol - Colston Hall, O2 arena, The Fleece, these raging venues are all here for your vast entertainment and bring you one step closer to having your life-long dream connection with your favourite ever band member.
Not only is there one hundred and one things to do in Bristol, you will never be short of a friend. Bristolians are known to be one of the friendliest cities in all of England. No matter where you go, shopping, on a bus, or casually walking down the street - there will be someone who will jump at the chance of being your friend.
Come to Bristol - the city of love and experience.
Monday, 7 October 2013
Pickled Onion Paradise
theguardian
My
Pickled Onion Paradise – Why the Pickled Life chose me
It's time to show the world exact;y what theyre missing out on... |
Sophie Robbins
The Guardian, Monday 8th October 2013 14:19 BST
Everybody has that one embarassing fetish that they choose to keep quiet. I am choosing now, a good enough time as ever, to go on a rampage about mine. Pickled Onions.
None of my friends, nor my family seem to understand, they seem to come to the conlusion that pickled onions taste like "crap" and "make them want to be sick" (not true). Their opinion is invalid because there is nothing nicer than the taste of a freshly bought jar of pickled onions.
There's no particular story or reason behind why I love them so much, I've often tried asking my mum when and why the obsession started, but she just explains that ever since I was around 2, I always took a strange craving to them and have been that way ever since. You're probably thinking why? Why pickled onions? Why would anybody take a liking to pickled onions? 1 - because the abnormal vinigar taste is almost impossible to handle, and 2- they make your breath smell so awful, you're almost unapproachable. The answer to that question honestly is - I don't know. I didn't choose pickled onions, pickled onions chose me.
Roughly, a new pot of pickled onions come home at least 3 times a week (not enough). Once is when my mum does the Tesco order, another is my mums regular pop to Morrison's and the third is often when I'm peckish coming home from college. Sadly, they are generally gone within the next few days, along with my happiness. As weird as it may seem, there is nothing which excites me more than peering into my kitchen cupboard and finding a jar of untouched pickled onions. Often, when I was younger I would never be able to open the jar on my own and often had to ask for my dads help, so there was often a limit of how many pickled onions I could sneak, because he would always have to often and close the jar for me (annoying). However, during the recent years, I have doubled in strength thankfully, and I can now snack on my own terms and engoulge as many silver-skinned beauties as I please.
The slimey texture, the eye/mouth watering sting which takes my breath away. I suppose you could say that my slight obsession is a tad out of hand, along with the 67% of households who also eat them, (although I doubt their love for them is as passionate as mine.)
Sunday, 6 October 2013
Unreliable Monologue
Extract from Dancing in my Nuddy Pants
Once more I am beyond the Valley of the Confused and
treading lightly in the Uniervse of the Huge Red Bottom. What is the matter
with me? I love the Sex God and he is my only one and only, but try telling that
to my lips. Dave the Laugh only has to say, “You owe me a snog,” and then they
start puckering up. Well, they can go out on their own in future.
4:30p.m.
I wonder why the Sex God hasn’t phoned me? The Stiff Dylan’s
got back yesterday from their recording shenanigan. Maybe he got van lag from
travelling to London? Or maybe he has spoken to Tom and Tom just happened to
say, “Oh Robbie, we all went to a fish party last night and when we were
playing Truth, Dare, Kiss or Promise your new girlfriend Georgia accidently
snogged Dave the Laugh. You should have
been there; it was a brilliant display of red-bottomosity. You would have loved
it!”
Oh God. Oh Goddy God God. I am a red-bottomed minx.
4:35p.m.
On the other foot, no one saw me accidently snog Dave the
Laugh, so maybe it can be a secret that I will never tell. Even in my grave.
4:45pm.
But what if Jas has accidently thought about something else
besides her fringe and put two and tweo together vis-a-vis Dave the Laugh, and
blabbed to her so-called boyfriend Tom. She is, after all, Radio Jas.
Once more, I am stranded in the devil’s lair, also known as
the headmistress’s office. I don’t know how I end up here at least three times
a week, when I don’t actually do anything wrong. It takes two to start a fight,
right?? Wrong. In this case, it took one, Jade Ford the little slapper from my Drama
class. So here I am, sat once again, in the piss-stained chairs plotting her
death for probably the 7th time this month and contemplating how the
hell I’m going to get out of trouble this time.
4:30p.m.
Where is the teacher? I’ve been sat here for half an hour
and I’m getting more and more nervous as the time goes by. I shouldn’t be
nervous though, because as I said before, it’s not my fault. It’s NEVER my
fault. Why it is my fault that Jade can’t seem to balance on the stage? Why is
it my fault that she can’t take full care of her props? Why is it MY fault that
her costume fell apart during the performance? It’s not. If she wasn’t as much
of an idiot and wasn’t as clumsy, nothing like this would happen to her, has
NOTHING to do with me.
N-O-T-H-I-N-G and I am confident that I am in the right.
4:35p.m.
Where the hell is this woman? Does she think I have all day
to wait around? Maybe she didn’t have a life at school, but I do. There are probably
about a million of my friends waiting outside this very door to find out what
evil, backwards, torturing punishment she’s given me...
4:40p.m.
This is ridiculous. If she’s not here within the next 5
minutes I am leaving. She can’t expect me to wait here all day, I have people
to see, pranks to plan, which may or may not involve Jade... Right, I know what
you’re thinking. I’m obviously the genius criminal mastermind behind all of
this? No. Just because I happened to be stood behind her during the performance
when she fell off the stage (and my arms have a tendency to swing forwards when
I act) doesn’t mean that I pushed her. Just because, some of her props ended up
in my bag during the performance doesn’t mean I stole them. I was framed. It
could have happened to anyone. FINALLY, just because I was the only one to be
seen with a sewing kit when her costume fell to pieces, doesn’t mean I had
anything to do with her unravelling dress. I SWEAR TO YOU - IT WASN’T ME.
4:45p.m.
I hear voices. Crap, I think she’s outside. Act calm, keep
cool. Not that I have anything to worry about, because it wasn’t me.
Monday, 30 September 2013
Analysis of Monologue
I am Elphaba. What? What are you looking
at? Okay…I know. I know I’m green. No I am not seasick! Yes I've been green
ever since I was born and I didn't eat grass when I was little. Everyone is
always looking…staring… Why are you people so judgmental?
This is who I am. People say I’m a rebel; I speak my mind even
if I know it will make me some enemies. I believe in equality. What if
you’re green? What if you’re a goat like Dr. Dillamond? Or rich and popular
like Glinda the good? To the world, all those things matter, but to me we are
all equal and made perfect because of our imperfection. I desire discrimination
to be history! To be a thing of the past! I want to change how people see
things and I want to change the ideals of the world!
The extract that I have chosen to talk is about, is from the
Broadway musical, Wicked. Elphaba is the main character in this musical that is
also known as the Wicked Witch of the West from Wizard of Oz. Wicked is the prequel
of Wizard of Oz and explains what happened with the two witches, the good witch
of the South, Glinda and Elphaba the wicked witch of the west, and how their
friendship started at school and ended as they both go their separate ways.
I think that the purpose of this monologue, like any is to
tell the audience how the character is feeling, but I believe that it is also
to entertain the audience and to give a brief overview of what the character
Elphaba is like, and to make the audience feel like they know who she is, and
what she is about before the play has even properly started. The monologue starts off by using a wide
range of punctuation. She begins with use of rhetorical questions to engage the
reader, “What?” “What are you looking at?” and even uses of explanation marks
as well to emphasize the power and even raising of her voice, “No I am not
seasick!”, this tells the audience that it is obviously something that she has
had to explain before and by doing this she has become very snappy towards the
issue of her green skin.
The register of this monologue is written in colloquial.
This is shown by the fact that Elphaba is very informal with us, and treats us
as if she is having a causal conversation. It is also shown by the
amount of questions she asks, involving us with what she’s doing. However, a
slight intimate register is also used as she refers to “Dr Dillamond” and “Glinda”
as we should already know who they are. This is very effective in the play and
as a monologue as it really engages us with what’s going on and makes us feel a
part of the story as well as just watching from the side lines. Also, many high
frequency lexis words are used throughout her monologue, which makes us able to
relate to how she’s feeling, as you can see that she doesn't particularly have
a very high social class and is quite like the rest of us, which enables us to
see what’s going on through her eyes, and how frustrating and infuriating it
must be to always be “stared” at and “looked” at by people for being different.
The implicature of the monologue comes through from her idiolect
and the things that she says. Even though the monologue does not tell us, from
the amount of rhetorical questions that she asks the audience and from the amount
of exclamation marks used, it suggests to us that she is quite a vocal person
and is not afraid to speak her mind, which is proven as the monologue continues.
You can also see from this, that she is also very forceful with her opinions,
as when she is talking to the audience, she is drilling what she believes into
our heads in order to get us to agree with what she’s saying, this is shown
with the amount of rhetorical questions she is asking us, in order to make us
think about it. Another thing, which is not said but is implicated, is the fact
that she probably doesn't have many friends due to how she looks. You can tell
this, by the way that she is almost defending herself with all the questions
that she’s asking as if she has been judged on her appearance and because she’s
“green” more than a few times.
Monday, 23 September 2013
The Beauty Department
The blog that I have chosen to write about is called The
Beauty Department. The blog consists of several beauties and fashion tips which
would appeal towards a woman audience. The way that the blog is written is in a
very informal and casual register. For example, the woman refers to the
audience as “guys”, which almost builds up a relationship between her and the
audience, as we almost feel as if we have a bond with her.
One part of the blog gives instructions on how to apply your eye shadow and it is laid out in a format which makes it easy and understandable to read. There is listing used which allows you to view what equipment you are going to need in order to get started, and then it continues with the instructions. All throughout the blog you can see that this blog is written with quite high frequency lexis words, which matches the audience that it’s aimed at. I think that this blog is probably aimed at woman/girls of most ages who are interested in learning about how to apply makeup, do their hair etc. So by using these high frequency lexis words, it makes it relatable and an easy read/easy to understand for whoever is reading it.
One part of the blog gives instructions on how to apply your eye shadow and it is laid out in a format which makes it easy and understandable to read. There is listing used which allows you to view what equipment you are going to need in order to get started, and then it continues with the instructions. All throughout the blog you can see that this blog is written with quite high frequency lexis words, which matches the audience that it’s aimed at. I think that this blog is probably aimed at woman/girls of most ages who are interested in learning about how to apply makeup, do their hair etc. So by using these high frequency lexis words, it makes it relatable and an easy read/easy to understand for whoever is reading it.
Sunday, 22 September 2013
Angus Thongs and Perfect Snogging
My parents snog occasionally. Even at their age. Cringey. Seeing old people over the age of snogging is just horrific. Of all of the boys I've ever snogged, Sven is definitely the best. 'Cause he's emotional. Where have you got to on the snogging scale? What? Jas and I invented a snogging scale. The Ten Stages of Snogging. - You're mad. - No. It's scientific. - How would you know anything about it? - Please. - Who got 82% in Bio? - True. We cut out all the letters about kissing from the problem pages of every girls' magazine. So, it starts with level one, holding hands. Two, arms around waist. Three, good night kiss. Four, kiss lasting over three minutes without breath. - Five, open mouth kissing. - Number six, tongues. Oh, my God. Seven, upper body fondling outdoors. Eight... Oh, my God. I've gone all jelloid. - Who are those fitties? - They're well beyond fit, they're lush. They are sex gods.
The piece of text that I chose to analyse was a script from Angus Thongs and Perfect Snogging. I chose this script and piece of writing mainly because I love the typical teenage language used. From looking at the text, you can notice that a different sociolect is used throughout as they're all friends together, not only is the topic of conversation once which you would only have with your friends, but the language as well. For example, "Who are those fitties?" "They are sex gods." Also, by looking at the language you can guess what age and exactly what these girls are like, because although to an older generation some of these words used would be quite low frequency lexis, however, to a typical young teen friendship group, quite a lot of these words would be used on a regular basis. An example of this is, "cringey", which is a very high frequency lexis word used among teenagers. However, although by reading this you get the idea of what kind of age group and who they are, the sociolect is very exaggerated and they have taken words used by teenagers and then played on them to make an even bigger effect. An example of this is the phrase "I've gone all jelloid.". Another thing which is also noticeable in the text is the idiolect. From certain phrases that they use and say, you can see that these girls are quite common and aren't particularly upper class in any way. You can notice this from the way they say, "Oh, my God." and even common words such as, "beyond fit" and "lush".
Monday, 16 September 2013
C is for contrafibularity - Blackadder
C is for contrafibularity
The main theme of
this video is comedy. It uses and plays with the language to make the audience
laugh. The language used is formal, but some frozen register is also used
throughout, as it was based in a late 18th and 19th
century, so the language used would be very different from the language that we
use today. The 2 main characters used in this scene are Prince George and Dr
Johnson, the author of the English comprehensive dictionary. Both of these two
characters have their own idiolect, dialect and sociolect. They both have very
different dialects due to how they’ve been brought up, their social title and
where they have been living. For example, Dr Johnson uses a wide range of low
frequency lexis language such as, “the encyclopaedic
implementation”. By this use of
low frequency lexis, you can see his higher level of intelligence in opposition
to King George that has obviously had a laid back life due to his riches, as
you can see he hasn’t had much of an education or had to fend for himself.
Due to King George’s high frequency lexis language which is used in our everyday vocabulary, the contrast of language within the two characters creates a comical situation. You also notice that throughout the scene, no fillers are used. This shows the confidence between both of the characters and how they due to their high status, they feel comfortable around each other.
Due to King George’s high frequency lexis language which is used in our everyday vocabulary, the contrast of language within the two characters creates a comical situation. You also notice that throughout the scene, no fillers are used. This shows the confidence between both of the characters and how they due to their high status, they feel comfortable around each other.
Sunday, 15 September 2013
Shot thee, sweet darling, one last time. - Hit me baby, one more time.
Oh baby baby
How was I supposed to know
That something wasn't right here
Oh baby baby
I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're out of sight yeah
Show me how you want it to be
Tell me baby cause I need to know now oh because
My loneliness is killing me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
"Oh sweet darling, sweet darling, wherefore was I supposed to realise? That something was not correct. Oh sweet darling, sweet darling, I should have not let thou escape, because now thy out of my sight . Show'th me, how thou want t'to be, speak to me sweet darling, as I must know now, oh because.
Thou loneliness, destroys thy soul, and I, I must confess to thee, I still believe. When I be not with thou, I lose thy mind, anon. Deliver me a sign. Shot thee, sweet darling, one last time. "
How was I supposed to know
That something wasn't right here
Oh baby baby
I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're out of sight yeah
Show me how you want it to be
Tell me baby cause I need to know now oh because
My loneliness is killing me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
"Oh sweet darling, sweet darling, wherefore was I supposed to realise? That something was not correct. Oh sweet darling, sweet darling, I should have not let thou escape, because now thy out of my sight . Show'th me, how thou want t'to be, speak to me sweet darling, as I must know now, oh because.
Thou loneliness, destroys thy soul, and I, I must confess to thee, I still believe. When I be not with thou, I lose thy mind, anon. Deliver me a sign. Shot thee, sweet darling, one last time. "
Sunday, 8 September 2013
"Perks of being a Ginger" - English Homework
“Perks of being a Ginger”
Sophie wakes up a reality check and soon finds herself heading towards
the stressful days of work ahead of her at St Brendan’s Sixth Form College. Although
buzzing with excitement to make a fresh start at a new place and meet plenty of
new friends, Sophie soon finds herself stressing out and facing problems that
she never would have dreamed of.
What if she can’t successfully complete her set homework’s? Including Halla’s English Language task to write about you in a different form of writing? What if she forgets that she’s not allowed to wear her favourite colour yellow because it clashes with her ginger hair? What if she meets the love of her life and forgets about her bad pickled onion breath from earlier on in the day? What if she forgets how to make friends? And what if she gets judged for her cringe love of musicals?
Whilst juggling all these problems at college, she then has to go back to her house to live with her whacky parents, who like to embarrass her at any available moment and her incredibly smart, academic sister who is practically perfect in every way!
What if she can’t successfully complete her set homework’s? Including Halla’s English Language task to write about you in a different form of writing? What if she forgets that she’s not allowed to wear her favourite colour yellow because it clashes with her ginger hair? What if she meets the love of her life and forgets about her bad pickled onion breath from earlier on in the day? What if she forgets how to make friends? And what if she gets judged for her cringe love of musicals?
Whilst juggling all these problems at college, she then has to go back to her house to live with her whacky parents, who like to embarrass her at any available moment and her incredibly smart, academic sister who is practically perfect in every way!
What
on earth is she going to do? Will she ever settle down and have an amazing
college experience? Or will she crash
and burn under the pressure of all that life has to offer? And what will happen
to her if she does?
“A good read and a good laugh for all ages!”
- Mail on Sunday
- Mail on Sunday
“An ideal look into
the teenage mind. An enjoyable light read.”
- Heat
- Heat
Monday, 2 September 2013
Harry Potter Introduction
“The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it. They didn’t think they could bear it if anyone found about the Potters. Mrs. Potter was Mrs. Dursley’s sister, but they hadn’t met for several years; in fact, Mrs. Dursley pretended she didn’t have a sister, because her sister and her good-for-nothing husband were as unDursleyish as it was possible to be. The Dursley’s shuddered to think what the neighbours would say if the Potters arrived in the street.”
I have chosen this extract because I am a really big fan of the Harry Potter books, especially the first one, Harry Potter and the Philosopher Stone, which is my favourite. This part of the book is very powerful and engaging, as it needs to be, as it is part of the introduction to the book. I like this part especially, as it creates a mysterious and unknown vibe about the “Potters” and it creates an illusion to the reader about who the Potters are and why the Dursley’s are so ashamed to be associated with them.
In the first part of the extract, I like how the author dwells on the idea of the Dursley’s having a big secret that no one knows about, “but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it.” This, as mentioned before adds an intrigued atmosphere and makes the readers feel almost part of the book, as nobody knows of this big secret, and neither do we.
Later on in the extract, the author and language also creates an illusion of the Potters, even though these characters have not been properly introduced yet. If you haven’t watched any of the films or were not aware of the storyline, from this first paragraph, it gives a misleading opening of the story and makes the Potters sound like the villain/bad guys in the book, and makes the Dursley’s sound like good, main characters of the novel. However, this is soon proved wrong as the book continues.
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