PR: Brave New World

While reading Brave New World by Aldous Huxley my view and opinion of the book changed quite a lot throughout it. The first chapter or two I was rather confused on what was happening. With children being mass produced in labs and by how the characters behaved, I honestly found the book to be quite disturbing at points even. Throughout the course of the book, I began to make some connections between this made-up world and our own. As the book progressed even further, I didn’t find this book so disturbing as before. Or at least not in the same way as before. At first it was simply because of all the weird things, like manufacturing humans in mass, or the fact that everyone belonged to everyone. But now after reading it and reflecting on it I think I am more disturbed by the connections between this world and our own and how the bad side of emotions are basically gone. I can honestly say that by reading this novel, it wasn’t only an eye-opening experience, but also quite a swarm of different emotions.

When reading this novel, I noticed how all the aspects of negative emotions were erased. or at least taken away by soma. By doing this, they erased the contrast effect. The effect that bad emotions have on good ones. If someone never experiences something like loss, then how can they really understand the feeling of gaining something? If no one ever feels sadness, how can they really know what happiness is? Going through the book, i learned that to them, stability is happiness. But if stability is happiness, then there would, as I said before, be no contrast effect which would mean that the people of this world, though they may belive they are happy, they are only getting to experience a muted sense of happiness. Going back to the soma, and I will use Lenina as an example, every time she felt sad, she simply took a couple grammies of soma and poof! Just like that she was feeling happy! But if she never allowed those emotions to surface, never experienced anger, or sadness then how could she be sure that the world she was in was actually “happy world.”

Related to this, everyone has a role in society, they work, and they don’t complain about it. But with no problems if everything bad has been taken away then why are people working? It also leads to monotony – every day is the same. For example, in this world you do your job, take some soma, “have” whoever you want and then repeat. When you think of it, our world is slowly progressing to be like this. Not exactly, but for example in school we wake up early five days a week, go to school, learn, eat, learn some more, maybe do some activities or sports and then go home. Obviously, this isn’t complete the same but, in a way, it is sort of similar and I wonder if one day our world will follow some form of cycle. We wake up, go about our day, and then go to bed only to repeat ourselves, or do something similar the next day.

Finally, in this brave new world, anything that somone could desire has been made so they could have it. If they wanted somone, they could have them. Diseases have been eradicated as well. With everyone not having any needs, society will not progress. Inventions are borne out of solving problems people face but if people don’t face problems, then how can they create any solutions. One might argue that in this story there are no problems, so no solutions are needed but sometimes solutions for one issue create benefits in other areas.



Personal Writing #6

In May, me and my family are going on a trip. We have planned to go the Greece! Im super exited to go there and get to see all of the amazing cities and beaches. Me and my family haven’t really decided what we will do there aside from enjoying the beeches. We plan to stay in Greece for two weeks. After those two weeks me and my family are going to meet my cousins, grandparents, aunt and uncle! From there we plan to go to France and visit Nice! After we do that, we plan to go to Italy and then later on drive through the Swiss Alps. I don’t know what plans we have for when we are in these different places though I d know we are going to go on lots of hikes, see one or two monasteries! Over all I am super exited to get to be going on this trip with my family. I can’t wait to get to go on a plane again, and just be in a new place!


In the book Lore, by Alexandra Bracken, a tradition called the Agon takes place very year. The Agon is a punishment for a past rebellion. Nine Greek gods are forced to walk the earth as mortals, they are hunted by the descendants of ancient bloodlines, who are all eager to kill a god and take their unique powers and immortality. Melora, known as Lore, is a member of the line of Perseus. She fled the world she lived in, when her family was slaughtered, so she would never have to participate in the Agon, hiding amongst the mortals and keeping out of site when the Agon begins each year.Lore begins to find a way in order to stop the Afon with the help of the people she has met in her past.

“It’s not always the truth that survives, but the stories we wish to believe. The legends lie. They smooth over imperfections to tell a good tale, or to instruct us how we should behave, or to assign glory to victors and shame those who falter. Perhaps there were some in Sparta who embodied those myths. Perhaps. But how we are remembered is less important than what we do now.” (pg. 376)

This quote is the Lore is brought back to a memory seven years ago when her father was still alive. Though this was shown to us near the end of the book, looking back you can see that what her father said to her greatly stuck with her, and influenced how she perceived stories told to her. Which in the end helped her determine what she truly believed in, and helped her to destroy the Agon.

personal writing #5 What if?

What if there was small silver gate in the middle of the forest?

No fence or walls connected to it. It stands alone surrounded by tress that are covered in ivy. There is not even the slightest noise, not a chip from a bird or even the rustle of leaves in the wind. The forest is shadowed and dim, covered in fog, though there seems to almsot be a spotlight upon the silver gate. The fog keeps its distance. The air is thick and hot yet everyone who enters the forest and comes out is always pale and cold as ice.

What if not many people who enter this forest come out and no one who walks through the silver gate has came back?

Now what if you do go into the forest and come back? What if your dreams were griped by thick, unbareable fog and you wake up clammy and freezing? What if durning the day you can’t shake the feeling that someone or something is watching you? And after a week, what if you often go into a state of paralysis? Maybe there is no cure once you get to that point, though maybe not everyone gets to thank state. If you are lucky you will only continue having the dreams?

What if you went through that gate and somehow came back? Would you be so lucky? Would you only be counted in your sleep? Would you become physically paralyzed while your mind pulls you apart? Or would you simply be normal?

Agin, this is all only a what if.

The Importance of Identity- Brave New World by Aldous Huxley

In Brave New World by Aldous Huxley, this dystopia is considered to be a utopia. The human population is produced in hatcheries. They are carefully modified, each with a scientific process just right for whatever their role in society may be and which also produces a number of around 96 embryos, all of which are genetically the same. This is the Bokanovsky’s process which the director explains to the students as they tour the hatchery.

On Rack 10 rows of next generation’s chemical workers were being trained in the toleration of lead, caustic soda, tar, chlorine. The first of a batch of two hundred and fifty embryonic rocket-plane engineers was just passing the eleven hundredth metre mark on Rack 3. A special mechanism kept their containers in constant rotation. ‘To improve their sense of balance,’ Mr Foster explained. ‘Doing repairs on the outside of a rocket in mid air is a ticklish job. (P. 13)

Each batch of humans produced are modified to have the necessary skills and qualities needed for the role they are meant to do when they are created. They come out looking just like one another, and lack the ability to really have an identity even though at the beginning of the book it said the motto was community, identity and stability. Huxley does a fantastic job of showing how important identity is, and how taking that away from someone before they even get a chance to express themselves, can lead to a world very similar to the society of Brave New World.

“Outsmart Your Brain” by Daniel T. Willingham, “How to Read Difficult Books”

I have learnt a lot of valuable information from chapter five “Outsmart Your Brain” by Daniel T. Willingham. in the book How to Read Difficult Books. Daniel Willingham writes about both what to do and what not to do when reading a difficult book and explains how you need to know the background on the subject you are reading if you are going to simply highlight. Daniel T. Willingham wrote that students focus on sentences and think that if they understand each one on their own that the whole paragraph will make sense. After stating this Willingham gave an example. The paragraphs ending scentance contradicted the paragraphs starting statement. He explained that most students don’t even realize this because they are paying attention to sentences and not fully understanding what is happening and as a read I realized I often focus on sentences too and make that mistake when the material I am reading is long and about something I don’t know about.

Willingham wrote about a useful strategy to help students better understand what it is they are reading. The strategy is called SQ3R, it stands for survey, question, read, recite and review. Following this strategy it would enable you to get a much better understanding of what it is you are reading even if the material is difficult like a text book. Willingham also discussed a some other versions that were less time consuming KWL and SOAR. I learned the importance of revision and good note taking, but not just your standard highlight and go type, but a much better plan so I can better known the information which I am reading.

Personal Writing #4

Skiing trips are always really fun. This particular ski trip was just as great as the last. My friends and I went up to Mt. Washington in a van and although it was really early and got rather stuffy in the van it was a rather enjoyable ride up. Once we got there we waited for the other students to arrive. I went with my cousins to get their ski rentals and then, we made sure Finn and Diego got to their snow kids lesson. Eli and I made our way to the top of the ski lift and did some runs with Ben and Belle. Mid day we met back up with Finn and Diego, had lunch, and then took them both on a green run. It was Finns first time skiing, when he finished his lesson we took him on a green and ran in to a couple problems but overall the ski trip was amazing! On our drive back we watched Rush Hour.


In the book Twisted Love by Anna Huang is a book about a girl named Ava. Her past life was messed up and because of how extreme it was all of her memories. She never regained them, or at least during the day. Durning the night Ava would have night terrors which she soon finds out are actually memories from her childhood that had eventually been wiped from her mind.Later in the book Ava finds herself falling in love, and as you read you can see her beginning to over come her fears of her childhood with the help of Alex.

“Love.” The word floated between us on a soft gust of air. “Deep, abiding, unconditional love. You want it so much you’re willing to live for it.” Most people thought the biggest sacrifice they could make was to die for something. They were wrong. The biggest sacrifice someone could make was to live for something—to allow it to consume you and turn you into a version of yourself you didn’t recognize. Death was oblivion; life was reality, the harshest truth that had ever existed.” (p. 103)

I chose this quotation because I find it interesting. I found it interesting because its true, I’ve seen it in my life with my family and through everyone else as well. For example, my mother loves me and my family so much that she sacrificed the things she loved to do just to ensure she could be with us and give us love. She stopped what she loved to do in order to love us. The same goes for what this author is saying in this quote. To love someone is the biggest sacrifice someone can make because when you love, you put everything into that no matter the consequences that may follow.


The skill I need to continue to work on is analysis. To improve explaining in greater detail, how to show the features I observed better in my text. To improve upon this I will first make a draft, read it over and then try to add greater detail into he areas that I realize lack better explantation. I will also try to re-read the text I was given to analyze in order to better absorb the information, and other parts I may need like tone.


When someone thinks of the word utopia thoughts of a perfect society usually fill their minds. However there are hardly any things that could be considered “perfect” because though something may seem perfect in the moment they can easily become just an average thing when you look at it more closely or when you have adjusted to it. Once you reach a perfect place, then eventually no mater how “perfect” it had been, you will just adjust to that and seek something even more perfect. And does that thing really exist? Sure there are things that seem amazing and awe worthy but is there really something that will always stay as perfect as when you first see it?

A utopia in my visions would be a place where everyone is treated as equals no matter race, sexuality or anything. A place that lets you feel free and like life is at its highest. A place where there are no wars. These are what my utopia would be because I could not tire of such things, they wouldn’t become less perfect. A utopia to me is a place where no matter what the material like things are like the  things like rights, peace and kindness still remain as perfect as they can be.

IRJE #4: Sinners Condemned

In the book Sinners Condemned by Somme Sketcher, Rafe is a man who owns multiple casinos in Las Vegas, he is part of a really big family of gamblers. He had been sitting outside of a gypsy’s wagon and then when the lady came out he had asked her to read his cards for him.

Internships at Goldman Sachs and JP Morgan. A master’s degree from Harvard Business School. Hell, the only reason I bought a casino in Vegas was to learn the ropes before I built my legacy back home.
Home. Fuck. I’ve always thought home is where my family is, but now I’m not so sure. I know I could always go back to the Coast. Uncle Alberto would take me on as a Caporegime for the Devil’s Cove outfit, or if I wanted to keep my hands clean, he would give me a position on the board at his whiskey company in Devil’s Hollow. (p. 18)

I chose this quotation because it made me think about home. How some people may not think of their family as home but rather something else. Perhaps, they feel home isn’t with their family but at school with friends, work or a place like the beach. For me I feel like I have multiple “homes.” Of course I have my actual house and that’s one home with my family. I also feel like when I’m at my friends house, I’m also at my home. I also feel like rivers are another “home” I have. However, this is different with Rafe. Rafe isn’t sure wether he feels that home is with his family or if its down at the Coast and I think that that’s normal, to not know because you have more then one place you call home.



Personal Writing: Molly PW #3

The day we got our puppy was one of the best days ever. I remember we drove form our house in Metchosin all the way to around parksville. We had been blasting music and was really exited to be getting her. Once we got there we say her and her sister run out of the house and head straight for a dirt pit where they began rolling around. The lady who was giving us one of them had talked to us, then went over and picked up the smaller of the two and passed her to my mom. We were laughing because either Molly wanted to greet her right or she got so excited she peed on my moms shoes. We could tell right away she was a trouble maker because she kept running to the grape vines and trying to eat them, which you most certainly should not eat.

Once we got her in the car and shed said good bye to her sibling and mom we pilled into our van and began discussing names. We drove all the way to Alex and Will’s lake cabin so she could have a break. We took her down to the lake and she began playing in the water with me and my brothers. She sat on mine or Isaacs lap when we drove all the way back to our house. Once she got there our grandparents came to meet her and our cousins came.

We decided her name would be Molly and that’s how we got a new puppy.

IRJE #3: Iron Widow

In the book Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao there are these large monster like creatures, called Hunduns, that are trying to break into the peoples home. The people use the dead corpses of the Hunduns to create Chrysalis to keep them out of the city. There is a girl who gets sold by her family to help pilot one of the Chrysalis. The book continues with how she becomes one of the best pilots, powers up their Chrysalis and then near the last part of the book when Zetian is fighting with every other Chrysalis, trying to wipe them out once and for all, something happens that changes the whole plot of the book.

“Zetian, it’s all a lie! Everything’s a lie!”

I blink. “I know-”

“No it’s nothing about the pilot system! It’s the planet! This isn’t our planet!”

“What . . . ?” I breath. In the yin seat, Qin Zheng stirs sharply to attention.

Yizshi sounds so winded that he struggles to speak. “My people recovered a quartz drive of documents in the planet rubble. The entire idea that the Hunduns destroyed our previous civilization- its not real! Our ancestors were dropped onto this planet! The Hunduns are the natives not us-!”

(page. 390)

I chose this part as it made me quiet confused as well as shocked. The author had written the book, building up this whole image in my head. The way everything was written suggested that the Chrysalis had inavded the planted. However in the last chapter or so the writer completely destroyed that thought, instead making it the humans who had invaded, and destroyed their home, though most were unaware of that.

IRJE: #2 It Ends With Us

In the book It Ends With Us by Love by Collen Hoover, one character named Atlas is a homeless boy who was kicked out by his stepfather and mother. There is an abandoned house by Lily Bloom’s house and he has been living there. Lily had helped Atlas, made sure he had food, blankets and eventually they grew close, until he moved away to Boston.  Later in the book Lily runs into him in Boston at a restaurant.

Surely that wasn’t really Atlas. But those eyes- his mouth. I know it’s been years since I saw him, but I’ll never forget what he looked like. It had to be him. I know it was and I know he recognized me, too, because the second our eyes met . . . it looked like he had seen a ghost. (page. 132)

I chose this quote because it brought a punch of emotion with it. After reading about how Lily recalled her memories I felt really sad for Atlas even though he was just a character written in ink. Reading that Atlas had made it through being kicked out and before that abused made me feel quite happy, even if I know its not real but it made me wonder about others who became homeless because of reasons like those. I remember growing up when we saw someone homeless we would try to offer them some things we had, like food, but I had always wondered what had gotten them into that situation.

‘This is home’ IRJE #1

In the book Red Queen, by Victoria Avenyard, Mare, who as well as most of the population is in poverty, has been taken from her home and family in exchange for her brother and best friend to be excused form a war that lasted more than a century. The war is still going on. She is taken to live in the palace, having to go on a boat to get there.

“Yes, the shoreline is already familiar to me. I know that mangled tree, that stretch of bank, and the echo of saws and falling trees is unmistakable. This is home.” (pg. 280, third indention)

These three sentences stood out to me because it made me think about what it would be like to have to go through what she went though. It made me feel quite sad because though it has been a long time, and she has had so many changes in her life she still can recognize her home, no matter how much they try to change her she wouldn’t forget her past. I suppose the reason this specific section hit me is because when I move away and lose those I love, I don’t think I could ever forget the way back home, all the little but big details like the tree to Mare .


Soldier’s Home

Reading the novel All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque and then also reading Soldier’s Home by Ernest Hemingway I noticed similarities between the main characters, Paul and Krebs, both who fought in the war yet on different sides. though I noticed similarities I also noticed how some things were different, the attitude of the characters I suppose.

“All of the times that had been able to make him feel cool and clear inside himself when he thought of them; the times so long back when he had done the one thing, the only thing for a man to do, easily and naturally, when he might have done something else, now lost their cool, valuable quality and then were lost themselves.” (page 1, Soldier’s Home)

This excerpt form Soldier’s home explained how Krebs, unlike Paul, actually seemed to enjoy the war, it made him feel at ease and clear. Krebs found that war was not awful, he found it was better then being at home. Paul on the other hand as written in several parts of the book, hated to war, and though Paul also didn’t feel at like he belonged when he went back home, he did not find the war good at all. Thus, it shows how there are similarities yet also differences.

“Suddenly my mother takes my hand and asks falteringly: “Was it bad out there Paul?” Mother, what should I answer to that! You would not understand, you could never realize it. Was it bad, you ask. – You, Mother, – I shake my head and say: “No, Mother, not so very.-” (page 161, All Quiet on the Western Front)

The above excerpt shows how like Krebs, Paul lied about how the war was, he didn’t want to frighten his mother. The difference between what they lied about was Paul tried to not make them worry, while Krebs, he enjoyed the war, lied about how he actually viewed the war, not wanting to seem weird for liking it.

Krebs and Paul are different because while Paul has an extremely negative view on war, Krebs has the exact opposite. Though they are also similar as they both feel alone and unconnected to their home.

Overall, though Krebs and Paul had different experiences when they came home, they still shared similarities such as feeling lonely and almost out of place.


Eva Salvador-Brown, Soldier’s Home.

Personal Response to All Quiet on the Western Front

All Quiet on the Western Front was a book I actually enjoyed reading; I was rather surprised to see that I enjoyed the book as it isn’t the type of book I would usually read. I think I enjoyed it so much because of the way the author wrote the characters and just the way he wrote it in general. The way he wrote some of the paragraphs that when looked upon in closer inspection had a hidden meaning on just showed something else and lastly how the author took his own experience and wrote it into fiction. It made the book have so much more depth, turning the way people often de-humanizing people during war and showing everyone that they are just like us, just normal people who were told of the “glories” of war, wanting to be seen as a hero, and not wanting to disappoint their family and country.

“An hour passes. I sit there tensely and watch his every movement in case he may perhaps say something. What if he were to open his mouth and cry out! But he only weeps, his head turned aside. He does not speak of his mother or his brothers and sisters. He says nothing; all that lies behind him; he is entirely alone now with his little life of nineteen years, and cries because it leaves him. This is the most disturbing and hardest parting that I have ever seen, although it was pretty bad with Tiedjen, who called for his mother – a big bear of a fellow who, with wild eyes full of terror, held off the doctor with a dagger until he collapsed.” (page 31, third indentation)

The paragraph/ excerpt from the book above shows how the writer put thought, and likely their own experiences into it. It is quite sad, when reading of the losses that happen, and how each soldier who dies may die differently, either crying until death greets them or trying to fend death off as best they can until it consumes them. The writer had written it in such a way that if I had been alone I would have weeped as well, as death is such a thing that when written well, in a sad, yet well constructed paragraph, can really make you think about how awful it must have been. As it was only the start of the book, I’m sure only a few would find this sad, but as we read the book, and got to understand more about each chareter, got to see into their lives and perspectives, when I look back at this it saddens me greatly.

“There I drop down on my knees, but have still enough strength to fall on the side where Kat’s sound leg is. After a few minutes I straighten myself up again. My legs and my hands tremble. I have trouble in finding my water bottle, to take a pull. My lips tremble as I try to think. but I smile – Kat is saved. After a while I try to sort out the confusion of voices that falls on my ears. “You might have spared yourself that,” says an orderly. I look at him without comprehending. He points to Kat. “He is stone dead.” I do not understand him. “He has been hit in the shin,” I say. The orderly stands still. “That as well.” I turn round. My eyes are still dulled, sweat breaks out on me again, it runs over my eyelids. I wipe it away and peer at Kat. He lies still. “Fainted,” I say quickly. The orderly whistles softly. “I know better than that. He is dead. I’ll lay any money on that.” I shake my head:” (last indentation on page 289, over to page 290)

This part is from the last couple of pages of the book. By now we understand the  characters a lot more, we understand all the losses Paul has gone through, and know how Kat is a very very dear friend, possibly to be called a father figure to him. Now as we read, Kat has been dying, shot in the shine as shown above. Paul runs him back to the place for help, only to be told Kat is dead, but Paul doesn’t want to believe it. As the last little part of the written part above shows, Paul seems desperate, not wanting to believe his last friend has left the world. The way Erich, the author, wrote that was in a very powerful way, or at least I would say so. It made the readers feel Pauls pain, you could tell how hard it was on Paul, and when he finally realized, or I suppose accepted it, it seemed almost as though the last breath of hope had been knocked from his soul.

“He had fallen forward and lay on the earth as though sleeping. Turning him over one saw that he could not have suffered long; his face had an expression of calm, as though almost glad the end had come.”  (the page after the last chapter ends, no number)

I have chosen this as my last excerpt from the book because it sums up what I’m trying to show, or explain as well as brings the book to an end in an almost peaceful way. By explaining that Paul had a expression of relief on his face, and by giving us one final death that this time was quick and calm, showed how awful war was. what I mean by this is it was telling us he looked happy now he didn’t have to deal with it anymore, that death was better then going on in the awful times.

In conclusion, the author Erich Maria Remarque wrote the novel in a way that was skilled and well described, the perfect mix of fiction and real life, showing how awful war was, while keeping it in a form that many could read and sympathize to.

Eva Salvador-Brown, personal response to the novel All Quiet on the Western Front.

First reflection

My name is Eva, I was born in Canada and the moved to Singapore shortly after, then moved back to Canada. I hope to improve my vocabulary as well as my writing skills, I would also like to improve my ability to write good essays, to be able to understand how to persuade or to make others understand my point or view through writing