Tolkien’s Still Gaining Fans and School

[imood mood at time of entry: fine]

My God! J.R.R. Tolkien has taken me for his own and he has been long dead. I just finished reading the third Lord of the Rings book, Return of the King in sixth period and I have had the final blow that made me a fan for life. I want now very much to one day buy my own copies of hardbound editions of the LOTR. I also am now going to seek out the other books that are connected to LOTR and the races in them. I want to get a better understanding of that world. It was just something about the journey that changed me too along with the characters in the story. I was in tears for joy and fear, I screamed and squealed, I was deeply rooted into the book.

Most of the time it seemed not by my own will that I continued to read the novels. Sometimes Tolkien could be long winded, but his quick wit, wonderous storytelling of adventure and danger and masterful talent to unrelentingly draw me in to his story and his world more than made up for it. I think that I would almost give anything to go back into that world. It is as though a great phase of my life has ended and I have waken from a gripping dream.

*sighs*

I want to go back. It’s been almost like home to me.

On to school news, just when I had given up all hope for the students of this school, I got to witness a small glimmering hope of culture actually reaching those here. The Asian society held and assembly yesterday (Thursday, January 29, 2004) in celebration of the Chinese New Year. I got to watch some of my favorite dances including the fan dance and the umbrella dance. It was quite an experience. Apparently, there is hope yet for this school. At least I will take this as such.

A guy came around and asked people if they wanted to sign up for the Black History program in sixth period. I signed his paper. He needed dancers for an African dance. I think that I could give it a shot since I have taken dance lessons before. I also made it known to him that I would appreciate a place as a speaker on the program if there was one available. I will go to the meeting when it is called for the people to meet and discuss the program.

I turned in my project in Speech today save for the paper itself. It’s not due until next class period. I came to class all psyched out for nothing. I allowed my paper to be painfully revealing at some points, but this was necessary for I have to learn to live in the open. I bottle and bottle and bottle. I close myself off from the world in a way that I wish that I didn’t have to. If I want my life to be a more emotionally fulfilling one I have to put the first steps forward.

*sigh*

At least my teacher stated that my work was an ‘A’ and that he liked it very much. He had a wonderful reaction to it. I guess I knocked him off once more. My Speech teacher used to be my P.E. teacher last school year. He thought I couldn’t make it in a gym class. He didn’t know that though I may be large, I enjoy physical activity. He will also learn that I turn in work of excellent quality when it comes to papers and projects. He may as well get used to such fine work because I am going to bring it to him every time that he assigns work.

I think that I will go reading on the Internet now.

Danielle