Friday, February 4, 2011

maybe next week...

...we'll have a full week of school! After all, we got through this week... with the exception of Wednesday... but now they have all the snow already on the ground under control, and it was actually sunny almost all day long...

I started the day with a horribly early voice lesson, and this lesson my first one back after being sick all break. I wasn't nervous, per se, but I was apprehensive about the earliness of the hour. It actually went quite well though, and I'll be singing Caro mio ben (of course nowhere near as well as Bartoli sings it, and possibly not quite in the same register, but oh well), When Daisies Pied, and Oct's Ave Maria, and oh dear, apparently I have the wrong book of Soprano Solos! Of course, I only just now realized this. I honestly don't know how I manage to get good grades while being this scatter brained. It's really quite a marvel that I haven't done the wrong homework more often or forgotten it in my room, etc...

Speaking of being scatterbrained, some of you had expressed an interest in seeing what my room looked like, so here are some pictures from the beginning of the semester.

Wow the desk is a mess. This semester there are no books on it. I have hidden them.

You see those post cards? They're lonely. They need some new friends. *hint hint*


Yes, I like Lord of the Rings. Why do you ask?

My roommate's side of the room. Hers looks a bit different now as well.


*sigh* Today was really one of those days that went on forever, which was really odd and rather disconcerting, because I'd think, "Oh, surely it has been twenty minutes at least since I last looked at the clock, and then I'd look, and it would only have been five. Annoying. Very annoying. And it kept happening. After my voice lesson and work (during which time I made a very feeble stab at doing my Latin homework) I had Music Theory, which continues to be interesting but mostly review (though I have no doubt it will get complicated in a few weeks, give or take...

 Some things I'm looking forward to in the next few weeks
  1. no more snow days (please, weather!!! NO MORE SNOW FOR A WHILE!!)
  2. Watching Avatar at some point
  3. More voice lessons!
  4. Going to the Contra Dance on Saturday
  5. Going through the book of James with my friend/prayer partner from CF (Christian Fellowship)
  6. Helping Professor Polanichka (hereafter known as Professor P.) organize/catalog the books in her office.
This last should not only be fun, but will also, besides earning me a few extra bucks, supply me with a huge list of books that I'll end up having to add to my list of things to buy when I have money. I seem to follow the policy of:
"When I have a little money, I buy books; and if I have any left, I buy food and clothes." ~Erasmus
 Needless to say this should probably stop before I graduate college so that I can buy food and clothes before I buy books, but books are so fantastically wonderful!

I really should go to the gym, but have been really rather unmotivated, perhaps because my gym buddy graduated, but there, now I've said it, and now I'll have to do it because I said I would.

And on that really random note, I shall stop, even though I didn't say anything about this evening. Clearly I am too tired, as I am rambling. Good night!

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Huzzah! There was class today!

And there was much rejoicing.

So class was not canceled today and will not be canceled tomorrow, for which I am extremely thankful. And now that I've actually had each class at least once, I will describe them all.

This semester I am taking Beowulf, Ancient Astronomies, Music Theory I,  Roman Comedy, Chorale and Voice lessons. There is only one English class with Professor Drout, and none at all with Professor Polanichka, which is a bit saddening, but I am getting several requirements out of the way as well as focusing on a wider range of subjects.

Beowulf is, as I have said before, a great deal of fun, but so much work. This last weekend was particularly bad because I was so distracted for most of it, so my translations took way too long, but even so, it is an arduous process. Fortunately I enjoy it, and it's not actually hard per se, it just takes a loooooong time. My friend Simone, who is currently studying abroad in Scotland has been Skyping in, which is quite entertaining for all, and brings the number of students in the class up to ten.

Ancient Astronomies will be a lot of fun, if this first class this evening was anything to judge by. I've had Professor Barker before, back in my first semester freshman year, and this kind of astronomy is much more up my alley than the more modern and scientifically advanced stuff we studied in The Universe. We watched a short documentary on Stonehenge as an observatory, I don't have my notes at the moment, so I forget who the main professor was, but it was about the discovery in... 1964 or 5, I believe, where an astronomer discovered that certain stones corresponded with specific lunar and solar events, including a 56 year cycle of lunar eclipses over the heel rock. It was supper interesting, and was followed by some tinkering on an astronomy computer program and the obligatory mental references to the Black family from Harry Potter when confronted with Regulus, Sirius and Bellatrix all in close proximity to each other.

Roman Comedy is so very much easier than Livy was last semester, which is a bit of a surprise for me since I'm used to Latin being a constant struggle, but I breezed through the eighteen lines this evening, and have been almost entirely correct in all my translations! Furthermore, Professor Schell has a wonderful, dry sense of humor which is humorous under any circumstances, but is rendered even funnier in contrast to the outlandish things she is commenting on. Wow that was a convoluted sentence. I suppose this is what happens when I write after midnight? That does not bode well to any future three am papers...

My last class, and I'm not sure why I put it last, is Music Theory I which is focusing almost completely on "Harmonic Practice in Tonal Music" and which should be informative without overloading me with stuff I don't understand. The professor, Professor Urban, seems to be both fun and business like, though, having never had him before, it is a bit hard to judge from just the first day of class.


I am also, as I mentioned before, doing Chorale and voice lessons again -- sadly I will not be able to be part of World Music Ensemble this semester, because Ancient Astronomies meets at exactly the same time. We're doing a Beethoven mass, which promises to be quite nice once we learn it, and I like particularly because it's all in Latin, which is probably my favorite language to sing in.  I have not had a voice lesson yet, but have met with Joanne, and will be working on a fairly broad range of pieces , if our conversation was any indication.

Well, it is late, and I must be off!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

...siriusly ridikkulus

It is snowing again. This is not cool. Astronomy class had better not be canceled again... But then... it has been snowing all morning, and probably most of last night too, so the odds of that are rather slim, I fear.


That path was completely clear a few hours ago...


Maybe I'll take my camera with me and get some pictures of the chapel, library and pond when I head off to class.

I spent the last few days doing homework and watching Jane Austen movies, specifically Persuasion 2007 and Persuasion 1995 as well as the first episode of Lark Rise to Candleford, which is fun, but I'm not sure I'll watch much more of it, as it stops at the end of season four without the plot finishing... and I hate not knowing what is going to happen. I did request the book it was based on though, so if I really like the book, then maybe I'll finish it. I am also very much in the mood to watch Harry Potter, hence the title of this entry.

In other news, we're more than 200 lines into Beowulf, and have already written a short (and I mean short) paper for Roman Comedy, and my roommate made a delicious quiche, so there have been some  good things happening here, despite the constant snowfall.

I'm also hoping to get around to doing some drawing today... but we'll see what happens.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

The boring day which should have been the second day of school...

Well, at least it had the good grace to snow enough to make the snow day worth it. Marginally worth it. There is one consolation though. I get to spend the whole day lounging around and translating the first 52 lines of Beowulf. (Once I work up enough energy to leave my dorm and go to the library, that is.)  On a more cheerful note, my Astronomy professor sent a bunch of reading to do since we can't meet, and he has yet to assign books, and I am even more certain that this class is going to be FUN.

In the mean time, I'm drinking a cup of tea (yum) and listening to my Nordic Roots CDs, which seems very appropriate with the weather as it is outside the window.







Ah well. I expect I will be wishing for sunglasses on this planned expedition to the library, especially as I've lingered so long this morning that the sun is completely up and out of any clouds....

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

First day back...

...and they've already declared tomorrow a snow day. I am officially disappointed. I was really looking forward to the first meeting for my Ancient Astronomies class, and curious to see how much Music Theory I was going to annoy me, and now, I'll have nothing to do. :-(  I suppose I should be grateful, because it gives me a chance to see how much Latin I've forgotten, and to translate those 52 lines of Beowulf... but still!! This is a vexing turn of events. On the plus side, the view out my window is kind of pretty!




Beowulf class should be the best thing since... well... last semester's Tolkien class, and if I can manage to keep up with the translation, this should be epic. Small class + Professor Drout + Anglo-Saxon = AWESOME, no matter WHAT.

Well, I should probably go back to my Latin homework. I have the same professor I've had for the last year and a half and taking comedy with her should be heaps of fun because she has this wonderful dry sense of humor... if the actual language itself doesn't kill me first... That saying

"Latin is a dead language, as dead as it can be,
First it killed the Romans, and now it's killing me"

is sadly appropriate. I am not amused. At least, not yet. I also can't seem to be able to escape "The Comedy of Errors" as Plautus' Menaechmi is, in fact, Shakespeare's inspiration. So if Latin itself doesn't kill me, the Menaechmi might.

In other news, reigning Horse of the Year, Zenyatta, is going to be bred to Bernardini.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Some favorite quotes

Let the randomness continue! These are some of my favorite quotes. I don't know who said some of them, unfortunately. If you know, let me know!

"I mean, consorting with Sauron to learn how to make shiny things? Didn’t anyone learn anything from the Númenor debacle or the whole Morgoth in Valinor business?" ~Me

"You don't get mail in epic land!" - Professor Michael. Drout

"This is the worst plan in the history of anything!" - M. Drout on the planning of the Quest of Erebor

"You insulted my grandfather three hundred years ago, so I'm going to kill you now!" - M. Drout on the nature of ancient grudges.

Q: Why was Severus Snape standing in the middle of the road?
A: So that no one could tell what side he was on.

"it's like staring at a lemon and thinking you could have sworn you got an apple out of the refrigerator..." ~ Penny
..."and then having the lemon squirt you in the eye" ~ Me

We're going to that holding cell that holds seven mice and a squirrel." -Dianne on our microscopic holdig room at Avery Fisher Hall

"It's going to rain from now to the end of the world, so we'll be taking the ark." -Dianne on our mode of transportation to AFH.

"What've you been up to?"
"Dating Beowulf" ~a friend and I

"Are you serious?"
"No! Thaddaeus is Sirius."
*groan*
or
*laugh*
(Depending on who it is) ~ My friends and I

"We'll all eat Baloney and get food poisoning." J-L
What about Babylonian food poisoning?" - Allegra

"Well, free falling from the hanging gardens of Babylon, while choking on a iocaine laced grape, while suffering from Babylonian food poisoning, while being bested in a sword fight by a giant Spaniard who is forcing you into marriage against your will." - Me, Allegra and Jean-Luc.

“Nature abhors a hero. For one thing, he violates the law of conservation of energy. For another, how can it be the survival of the fittest when the fittest keeps putting himself in situations where he is most likely to be creamed?”

"When life comes at you too fast, hold up a STOP sign and pray there is no accident."

"No one appreciates my drapery!! *sob*" Tyler the evil overlord of evilness.

"Nostalgia is like grammar lessons, the present tense and the past perfect."

"If you think you're too small to be effective, you've never been in the dark with a mosquito."

"I don't understand the presumption that we banished princesses cannot refuse a glossy apple from an old hag. We do read, after all." ~ from the opening of a VERY, VERY bad retelling of Snow White I started a while ago. It will NEVER see the light of day.

Friday, January 21, 2011

In which I argue against the Professor with great fear and trepidation.


Let the randomness begin!

So this is perhaps not the best essay that I have ever written, and it goes against the grain to disagree with Tolkien, given his great understanding of Anglo-Saxon England and its culture, as well as his knowledge which far exceeds mine. However, with that said, I deeply believe what I have written. Here follows a paper written for my Anglo-Saxon Lit. class at college. The translations are all my own

 
Ofermod or “Northern Courage”?
The Tragedy of the Heroic Germanic Code in Anglo-Saxon England

“Hyge sceal þy heardra, heorte þy cenre,
mod sceal þy mare þy ure mægen lytlaþ.”

“Mind shall be harder, heart be bolder,
spirit be greater though our strength sinks”
“The Battle of Maldon” (lines 312-13).


So spoke Byrhtwold, Byrhtnoth’s retainer, in what is perhaps the single most famous line of Anglo-Saxon poetry. Scholars had long considered both speech and “The Battle of Maldon” to be a celebration of “northern courage” until J.R.R. Tolkien argued that Byrhtnoth as a superior, and as the commander of a battle troop, had a moral obligation to his men under which “northern courage” had no place. In other words, he had no business letting the Vikings cross the river. Unlike earlier scholars, Tolkien saw the poem as a criticism of Byrhtnoth.
While I do think that Tolkien raised some very important points, and that there is a level to which Byrhtnoth’s’ ofermod drove his deeds too far, I also believe that there an extent to which this ofermod driven action might only seen as a bad thing because they lost. It is likely that had they won, this action would have made him a hero.  This same ofermod would have made the warriors famous and their deeds celebrated. Furthermore, I believe Byrhtnoth was caught in a double bind, and that the poem is a celebration of northern courage that recognises that the very system it loves is also fatally flawed.  
Tolkien argued that the doctrine of “Northern Courage” only “appears in this clarity, and (approximate) purity, precisely because it is put in the mouth of a subordinate” for whom “personal pride was … at its lowest, and love and loyalty at their highest” (Tolkien 144). Byrhtnoth, on the other hand, as the leader of these men ought to have made their lives his first priority and not let the Vikings come ashore unchallenged. However, I do not see “Maldon” as a criticism of Byrhtnoth in allowing the Vikings to cross the river, but rather a criticism that
“Þa se eorl ongann for his ofermode
aliefan landes to fela laðre þeode.”

“The ealdorman then undertook, for his excessive pride,
to allow too much land to the loathsome people” (89-90).

The issue does not seem to be that he allowed the Vikings to cross at all, but rather that he allowed them “too much land” when they did cross. It is also highly doubtful that the Vikings would have been so intimately acquainted with Byrhtnoth himself that they could devise such a plan as they did:
“ongunnon lytigian þa laðe giestas,
bædon þæt hie upp-gangan agan mosten…”

“The abominable enemies undertook to use guile,
demanded that they be permitted passage to shore… ” (86-87).

Rather, it seems to imply that the Vikings knew that any Anglo-Saxon commander would become recklessly “honourable” when taunted thus, and therefore their request was calculated to be insulting enough to warrant such a response.  Such a reading would rely on “northern courage” as a thriving and widespread system of behaviour that encompassed kings and leaders as well as their thanes. While this view does not exonerate Byrhtnoth from sacrificing the lives of his men, it may perhaps explain why only two lines out of more than three hundred focus on Byrhtnoth’s choice to let the Vikings cross, and why the greater part of the poem details instead how bravely the men fought around the body of their fallen lord.
Tolkien, fresh from the horrors of World War I, argued that Byrhtnoth had no right to let the Vikings cross, unchecked, before engaging them in battle, “northern courage” or no. He said:
“ [T]his element of pride, in the form of the desire for honour and glory … tends to grow,
to become a chief motive, driving a man beyond the bleak heroic necessity to excess – to chivalry.
‘Excess’ certainly, even if it be approved by contemporary opinion, when it not
only goes beyond need and duty, but interferes with it” (Tolkien 144).

might fight on level terms, the Vikings were not only stacking matters in their favour (but when have they not), they were also implying that Byrhtnoth and his men were not honourable. It is this last, I believe, that causes Byrhtnoth to act in his ofermod for it has been previously established that “her stent unforcuþ eorl mid his weorde,” or that “here stands an undisgraced ealdorman with his troop” (line 51).
Byrhtnoth can either refuse to let the Vikings pass and continue the fight as it was before, hoping that the Vikings will not sail away, or he can do what he does in the poem, let the Vikings cross and fight a “fair” fight. If he does the former and wins, he and his men will live in the knowledge that the fight was neither strictly “honorable” nor “fair”, even if the whole world praises them for turning aside the Viking threat. For, as Tolkien says, they expect everyone to behave honourably, “even if there [are] no witnesses” (Tolkien 144). Perhaps it is this idea that leads Byrhtnoth to jeopardize his “one object, the defence of the realm from an implacable foe” and leads to, as it turns out, “the ruin of his purpose and duty” (146).
It is easy to say that Byrhtnoth’s actions were “stupid” or “irresponcible” or any other negative term, but our society has so many different “norms” and places so much less emphasis on honour than did the Anglo-Saxons, that we cannot judge them on our terms. Perhaps even Tolkien, who probably could understand the Anglo-Saxon mind set better than anyone else in our time, was so – understandably – influenced by his times and his own experiences, that even he could not fully understand their society as it existed.
Perhaps Byrhtnoth was irresponsible and foolish to let the Vikings cross, and whether he was or not, he lost the battle. Perhaps the poem is a criticism of his actions, or of “northern courage”, or perhaps it is a poem that celebrates this “northern courage” even while seeing its flaws. A poem that can, like “Njal’s Saga”, offer a clear sighted critique on the culture it loves without passing judgement on those caught in the heroic tragedy of “northern courage”, for the poet dwells less on Byrhtnoth’s ofermod than he does on the fierce pride of Byrhtnoth’s retainers.





“Ic þæt gehate, þæt ic heonan nylle
fleon fotes trym, ac wille furðor gan,
wrecan on gewinne minne wine-dryhten.”

“I vow that I will not, from this place,
flee one foot’s tread, but will further go
to avenge in battle my ealdorman and friend”
~Leofsunu
(lines 246-8).


“… fram ic ne wille,
ac ic me be healfe minum hlaforde,
swa leofum menn licgan þence.”

“… I will not from hence,
for I desire to lie beside my lord,
to lie dead with the dearest of men”
~Byrhtwold
(lines 371b-319).







 Tolkien, J. R. R. Tree and Leaf: Including the Poem Mythopoeia; The Homecoming of Beorhtnoth
Beorththelm’s Son. Paperback ed. London: HarperCollinsPublishers, 2001. Print.