Character Poem

Amir is living in America; San Fransisco 2001
He his living in his home; living the past
Reminiscing the past years in Afghanistan
Reminiscing the war; the Taliban's Regime

The loss of his best friend
The humiliation he went through inside; for leaving his friend
Someone who likes kites; who's sees them as a symbol of hope
The past life he dreams about

The rape he witnessed
The fights he went through; both inside and out
Amir who stands tall; who loves life
Who sees the opportunity in love

Found Poem

Taliban officials come knocking at the door
Looking for a hazara family; looking for the truth
Telling them the truth doesn't work
They accuse him of lying and tell him to move out
Hassan refuses to move; refuses the warning
Again they scream; again he puts his foot down
The neighbors tell the same story; but again the Taliban says he lies
He protests the Taliban soldiers
They bring him to middle of the street and shoot him
Farzana comes yelling and attacks the soldiers
Panicking she hits them
They shoot her too; they claim self defense

Free Verse

The kite flies high
The kite stands tall
As a symbol it stands alone
As the kite races through the sky

The kite that was stopped from flying
The hope that was lost to war
The kite lost to a regime of evil
Lost to the Taliban's lying

The kite standing alone in the sky
The kite used like a lighthouse
The kite used to cry on
The kite that use to fly

Bio Poem

Amir
Lost; ashamed; disappointed; grieving
Friend of Hassan; Baba; and Sohrab
Feels ashamed and hated
Feels he needs to be punished for his actions
Amir who is consumed by guilt
For letting his friend down and walking away
The wall that he has built
The one who has no mother
Who's only true passion is kite flying
Who rescues his Friends son from the clutches of Assef

Ode Poem...

Ode to redemption
Ode to being wanted
Finding the inner truth
Finding our inner struggle
Finding our inner truth
Doing whats right and Doing whats good

Ballad Poem...

forced out of my home land by the soviet army
i flea my country to the united states to seek a new life
from the shadows comes a friend and offers amends
after twenty six years, i can finally avenge my past
the man knows me well and is shape like a knife
back to Afghanistan i must go, i must cast

back to my home city of Kabul
i meet with Hassans son Shorab and amend my sympathy
i seek the truth inside, by in the dark i hide
the monster assef is in my midst
Sohrab with one swing, now he is dead

i see the past and how it has affect my actions
i see now the poor Hassan with the look of the lamb
the look of nothing in his eyes after being degraded
after being humiliated in front of me
oh what twenty six years can do the mind
play its evil tricks that i see

i rescued his son, sohrab is safe
the thoughts of the past in which his mind race
thoughts death and hate pushed into his face
acceptance and love he feels he will never see
he cuts him self to watch himself bleed

the hospital i race with sohrab in my arms
i pray to god he is alive
i fall asleep in the chair and dream of nothing but death
i am awoken by the doctor who says he is fine
oh thank the gods he is alright

back to my home, back to my life
the reflections of the pat are as shape as a knife
the love to hate and the hate you love
will all leave us some day like a flying dove

Project...Song Lyrics relating to The Kite Runner...

I choose the song "What Have We Done" by The Veer Union. Only because of how the verses remind me of the rape scene in the Kiter Runner, and how Amir ran away. This song is a prime example of redemption, which is one of the main themes of the novel. The more powerful example of Amir’s search for redemption comes from his guilt regarding Hassan. That guilt that drives onwards to the climactic events of the novel, including Amir’s journey to Kabul to find Sohrab. The moral standard that Amir must meet to earn his redemption is set early in the book, when Baba says that "a boy who doesn’t stand up for himself becomes a man who can’t stand up to anything." As a boy, Amir fails to stand up for himself, like most scared individuals. As an adult, he can only redeem himself by proving he has the courage to stand up for what is right.


"Why do we hurt each other?
We all bleed the same color
Can't we help we one another?
Open up our narrow minds
(Open up our narrow minds)"

This is great excerpt from the song which can relate to the novel strongly. The first verse. "Why do we hurt each other? Why did Assef hurt Hassan by raping him? Why did Sohrab cut his wrist? Why did Amir hurt himself by carrying his guilt with him for years? The answer lies with in the power struggle between the more powerful and the most vulnerable.
The second verse, "we all bleed the same color." Assef raped Hassan because he disrespected him, Amir beat him self up because of his guilt for not helping Hassan. If everyone is the same, and every ones bleeds the same, than why do these characters show signs of fear, rejection, hate, and abandonment towards each other.
The last two versus, Can't we help we one another? Open up our narrow minds. These are also great quotes because why didn't Amir help Hassan, why can't Sohrab feel like his parent will accept him? The answer is shame, which plagues us all, which haunts our dreams and follows us every where. Amir was ashamed and scared to step up and Sohrab feels ashamed of the sexual torment he went through.







"Snow falls in September
April feels like December
Has hope left here forever?
Open up our narrow minds

Why do we hurt each other?
We all bleed the same color
Can't we help we one another?
Open up our narrow minds
(Open up our narrow minds)

CHORUS:
What have we done(what have we done?)
Why do we watch the world that we have wasted?
how long until we've all erased it?
what have we done? (what have we done?)
Can't you see...start the picking up the pieces
Before the ground just falls beneath us
Open up our narrow minds

We've hoped for someone to trust and
in the end we pay the price for that
we all need to be unbroken
open up our narrow minds

SMOKE fills the air we're breathing
We'll choke until the end is nearing
don't we know it isn't clearing
Open up our narrow minds
(Open up our narrow minds)

CHORUS AGAIN

Why are we confused?
the Warnings are true
this world is used
and we all need to
Open up our narrow minds

what have we done(what have we done)
why do we(4x)

CHORUS AGAIN

What have we done(what have we done)
(We've hoped for someone to trust and)
in the end we pay the price for that
what have we done(what have we done)
we all need to be unbroken
open up our narrow minds

what have we done(what have we done)
SMOKE fills the air we're breathing
We'll choke until the end is nearing
what have we done(what have we done)
don't we know it isn't clearing
Open up our narrow minds

open up our narrow minds(3x)"

The Kite Runner #8

Amir and Sohrab arrive in Islamabad. They talk a little about their parents, and Sohrab asks if God will send him to hell for what he did to Assef. Amir says Assef deserved more than he got, and Hassan would have been proud of Sohrab for saving Amir’s life. Sohrab says he is very glad his parents cannot see him. The sexual abuse he suffered makes him feel unclean and sinful. "But that's what I'm saying to you... That there are bad people in this world, and sometimes bad people stay bad, sometimes you have to stand up to them." The next day, Amir goes to the American embassy to try and adopt Sohrab, the man there tells Amir the adoption will be almost impossible. Without death certificates, there is no way to prove Sohrab is an orphan.
Sohrab is rushed to the emergency room. In the hospital waiting area, Amir uses a sheet as a prayer rug and prays for the first time in more than fifteen years. Eventually he falls asleep and dreams of Sohrab in the bloody water and the razor blade he used to cut himself. Amir and Sohrab arrive in San Francisco in August 2001. General Taheri and Jamila come over for dinner, and while Soraya and Jamila set the table, Amir tells General Taheri about the Taliban and Kabul. General Taheri goes around Sohrab at first but finally asks why Amir brought back a Hazara boy.

The Kite Runner #7

The author dose a great job at explaining the context behind the story thus far. In that, how he feels broken but proud. Amir, who was beaten badly by Assef, feels as though he deserved the beating because of how he ran from the raping of his best friend. “My body was broken—just how badly I wouldn’t find out until later—but I felt healed. Healed at last. I laughed.” pg.289. This happens during Amir’s discussion with Assef as he tries to find Sohrab in Chapter 22. Assef beats Amir with brass knuckles, breaking Amir’s ribs, splitting his lip and busting his jaw badly. He also breaks the bone beneath his left eye, but because Amir feels he deserves this, he feels satisfaction. He thinks he should have accepted the beating from Assef years ago, when he was given the choice of saving Hassan—and likely getting physically hurt—or letting Assef rape Hassan. Since that time, Amir has struggled with his guilt, and has torn himself up inside. He feels that since he was never punished for his transgression. Ever since Amir has been looking for some type of justice, so that way he can accept what he did. Amir’s guilt lasted until his fight with Assef, which despite the physical pain, made him feel psychologically healed. Thus, while Assef beat him, he began to laugh.

The Mighty

The mighty stand tall in the fields
The mighty stand for their beliefs
The mighty stop but do not yield
To the mighty they stand counting sheep
To the might the rich beg for love
To the mighty the poor, so strut with hell
To the mighty pride flies like a dove
To the mighty the hate rings out like a bell

The Kite Runner...#6

At the end of chapter 16 the soviets have moved out of Kabul, and the Taliban moved in. In 1996, the Taliban put a end to the daily fighting, they won the war. When Khaled came home he found Hassan in the kitchen listening to the radio. He said, "The war is over...there is going to be peace." No more rockets going off, gunshots or killing they thought. Hassan did not care. After what had happende to him nothing was the same. His friend had left him the filed, he ran away while Hassan was being raped, when he could have stopped it. So to Hassan it dose not matter if the war is over or not, because to him or to any other rape victim, the internal battle is never over. The Taliban two weeks later banned kite fighting and tow years later massacred the Hazaras in Mazar-i-Sharif.

The Kite Runner...#5

On page 75 Hassan is raped by Assef. Apparently Haasan had disrespected Assef by throwing a rock at him on page 73. Assef was angry and when he was hit he yelped and threw himself at Hassan, knocking him to the ground. He was then pinned down and by Wali and Kamal. They were in an open field that was litered with scrap parts of bikes and newspapers and junk. Wali new what was going to happen on page 75 because he said that he was worried about his father finding out. Assef said that there is nothing wrong with teaching a lesson to a "disrespectful donkey." As Wali and Kamal held Hassan down Assef proceeded to pull off his pants and Hassans pants. Assef wanted to flaunt his power and asked his Kamal would join in, Kamal looked away. Assef asserted himself behind Hassan. "He positioned himself behind Hassan." Pg 75. These few pages are important because it shows the power struggle and the fine line behind respect and power. How Assef thought he was disrespected and how he showed his power by making Hassan weaker than him.

Mein Herz Brennt

Under the pillow they creep
Under your bed they sleep
With the voice from the closet
With the noise from the room
I have the sole power to kill
Those whom disobey the laws
From the lines I stand still
For the sharks jaws
Are like the rules set in place
Burning my heart
Ripped from my chest

My Poem

So cold is the night
So cold is the dawn
From the shadows a fright
From the allies I warn
The man who walks through glass
The man who who fights his soul
The man who is born from ash
The man who sleeps in a hole
Walking through life with his head down
Wearing darkened tattered cloths
Wearing on his shoulders the weight of the town
Around him fly the moths
Around him they don't make a sound

War Torn... My Narrative Essay

“Get to cover.” John said. Bombs were falling like snow in a blizzard. “This is bullshit man.” Said Jonas. “What’s the point?” He said again. The battle had been going on for days on the left flank of East Ridge. Easy company had been slowly pushing the enemy back towards the riverfront, but was in need of supplies. The east lines were falling back, so it was up to the 352nd Infantry to push, and flank them.
The main attack was composed of Easy Co, Baker and Bravo Co. Easy company was suppose to take the left flank and advance up the mountain side by day break. Baker and Bravo were supposed to move straight down the throat of WERG, Western Europe Revolutionary Group. The only problem was is that it had been three days and the ridge hadn’t been taken. Bravo was wiped out and the lines were split in two. Baker Company to the right, and Easy Company to the left. Easy company was pinned down in small village know only by its code name, fox den. The company had originally fifty-five men and were now down to twenty-six, with only enough supplies to last one more day. Radio intelligence had warned of a rebel group moving in from the west, and that Baker Co had pulled back about 3 kilometers.
“Well that just freaking perfect, I mean what the hell are we suppose to do now huh?” Said Tex. “I don’t know man but it sure isn't good." “Max out all ammo and set perimeters around the town.” Said Sgt Riggs. The town was about a quarter square mile with about fifteen or so houses. In the center of town was a church with a large hole in the roof from a mortar fell through. On the north side of town was an open field about the size of an acre. In the distance at night you could gun shots and see and occasional flash in the background of where a bomb exploded. You could here screams and see the look of fear on every-mans face. There were only about six villagers left. No one knew it, but hell was about to break lose. An announcement came over the radio stating, “air support is down, and main air field 2334 is down, over.” At the point every guy in the outfit was scared shitless. Capt Fredrick’s pulled out his map and started to plot a defensive move. He positioned all the men on the west side of the town, and placed two snipers, Bear and Owl in the church tower.
Bear’s real name was Marvin Douglas Christopher. He was from Maine and was an excellent shot. He was the nicest guy you would have ever met. He grew up near Plymouth, and was raised hunting everything from bear, to dear, to rabbit and moose. He joined the army as infantry but soon got placed into sniper school. Rumor had it he shot a bee from one hundred yards on a windy day. He was about six foot six, weighed about two fifty and was fast as all hell. In basic training he ran the mile in about three minuets and forty seconds.
Owl on the other hand was quiet and shy. Kept to himself a lot and no one every really knew where he came from. He seemed like a nice guy but like I said he was quiet you know. All you to do was put a gun in hands and no matter the make, model, or type he could any thing. He was about five foot twelve and kind of small in size.
Lucas, our company asshole had just taken off to the can. No sooner had he, when a mortar came howling through the air. Bam, about twenty yards away it exploded. He ran out yelling “What the Fu-“ when another and then another interrupted him. With in minuets about seven mortars fell on the men. “Get to cover, Get to cover.” Henry yelled. By then about seventy-five WERG members came running in full sprint at them. Josh opened up his fifty cal on them and the bullets flew. The shots ripped through their bodies and by fives and tens they fell. “Chris get on the radio and call in artillery, danger close, N 34 56 and W 39 14 over.” Copy that sir. The noise was so intense. More and more rebels came out of the tree line. “Fall back to rally point, fall back to –“ Sgt Hanson was shot. “Pull the hell back.” Lucas said. What was left of the company ran back to the other side of town. By then the artillery had started. About sixty or so rounds smashed into the town and wiped it out with in a matter of minuets. “We don’t got no ammo, we don’t got any tanks, we don’t got no goddamn toilet paper and no freaking air support.” By then every one stopped talking and looked around to see where Bear and Owl were. No one had seen them since the assault. Both men died that day under friendly fire. For the men of Easy Company it was a hard blow. As all ways the men of easy company ran back to take the positions before another attack. In the distance they heard a loud noise. When about thirteen choppers came hovering over. Three of them opened up their machine guns on the remain rebel members. One helicopter landed and the nine-teen men entered. The men wer groggy and week. Lucas looked out the foggy window and noticed that about another twenty choppers had landed and hundreds of men were off loading. Their hell was over, but was it. Out of no where an RPG slammed into the side of their chopper. The explosion was massive and only ten survived. Most of the men escaped, but a lot burned to death. After the explosion two B-52's flew over head and Sgt. Kelly was watching them until he lost them in the clouds. The Lt. of the company said "cover your ears." Then about thousand explosions went of about a half mile away from them. The ground shook and fire raged in the distance for days. On the third day the companies of the 352nd joined forces with 67th sniper squad. They were on a recon mission to eliminate any remaining rebels in the area by calling in air strikes. When they reached the town where the bombing run had taken place, there was nothing left. four square miles were on fire and leveled. In the distance to the west of the town they saw a tank group forming in fast ranks. Meaning they wer hauling ass. So PFC Jonas called in another air strike but the radio was dead. Mike who was part of the 67th, fire at the laed gunner and shot him the head. Quickly a barrage of rounds came flying at them. The company code named Silent Death was now on the run in a full retreat.

My Poem

Goodbye, day light
I've been to hell and back
Redeem, all my sins
For the collector
But I don't need you
Or any person near me
My self destruction
Will end the sea
The fear and repercussions
The ending of your dreams

My Poem

Reflections as I realize
The dull lights don't lead the way
From the God I've idealized
And the words I can' say
But I, I feel
The reaper
But I, I see true love
Just the stars and me
I, I bleed
My Demons, My Inside feelings
The light
The Beings
But it's just the stars and me

The Kite Runner...#4

Later in chapter 5 we learn that they weren't shooting "ducks" after all. On the night of July 17, 1973 Kabul awoke to learn that the monarchy was no more. Their king, Zahir Shah, was on a trip in Italy, his cousin, Daoud Khan had ended the 40 year bloodless coup. On radio Kabul the station keeps mentioning a republic under breaking news. "Whats a republic, I shrugged, I don't know." pg 37. This very much exemplifies how the people of Afghanistan were innocent at mind. Really no one had ever heard bombs going off, or guns firring. So for these people to be woken up in the middle of the night because of gun fire must have been frightening.

The Kite Runner...#3

At the of Chapter 4 a battle is going on page 32, Khaled states "Well, I began. But I never got to finish that sentence. Because suddenly Afghanistan changed forever." Pg 34. Leading into chapter 5 on pages 35-36 Khaled talks about gun fire and explosions going off in the distance. Hot the flashes of bombs going off lit up the sky like lightning, and how they made the ground tremble. Off in the distance they could here the rat-a-tat-tat of gunfire. Hassan was scared and Ali took hold of them and tried to comfort them even though he was scared himself. He said "There hunting ducks..." pg 35. The explosions and gunshot lasted only about an hour. The gunshots in the streets had frightened the kids very much. They were foreign sounds to them. "The generation of Afghan children whose ears would know nothing but the sounds of bombs and gunfire was not yet born." pg 36.

The Kite Runner...#2

In the book the Kite Runner, primarily on in chapter 3, on pages 20-21, Baba took the author, Khaled Hosseini, to a Buzkashi tournament. This tournament takes place on the first day of spring, new years day. Buzkashi was and still is Afganistans national passion. This spot involves a chapandaz, or rather a highly trained and skilled horse man whom is sough t after by rich men called africonados. The purpose of port is for the chapandaz to grab an animal carcass from the bowls of a melee, and drop in a circle for a goal, while a seperate team of other chapandaz chase him down. Both teams travel in full gallop around the stadium seeking out each other. They must do everything in their power to grab the carcass, even kick, claw and punch their way to victory. "The earth trembled with the clatter of hooves. We watched from the upper bleachers as riders pounded past us at full gallop..." page 21. Later on the page 21 Khaled, the author, turns away for only a moment but when he looks back to the playing field a rider falls. "I watched with horror as one of the chapandaz's fell off his saddle and was trampled under a score of hooves." page 21. His body was thrown into the air and he laid motionless on the ground like a "rag doll." He was crushed, and only twiched once, as his leges were in un-natural ways. "I began to cry. I cried all the way back home." page 21.

The Kite Runner...#1

In the first few chapters of the book the author, Khaled Hosseini, talks a bit about his childhood. For example where he grew up and whit it was like. Things he use to do with his friends like climb trees, and act like every day American kids. The most important chapter in the beginning Hassan mother left im and his father a week after he was born. The author lost his mom while she was in child birth, she hemorrhaged to death. "Lost her to a fate most Afghans consider far worse than death: She ran off with a clan of traveling singers and dancers."

Personal Collection of Poems...

I feel the burden now

The weight upon my chest

Only a few more minuets

And we shall be at rest

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The cars fly by

Up the steeping hill

The more they move and move

But never are they still

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The alarm rings

The sirens sound

The trucks pull out

And move through town

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Lying in a trench

The battle cry is heard

Must be very quiet now

Not another word

Describing a Baseball...

O - Baseball

S - The baseball is like a smooth rock that is thrown across the field

P - The baseball resembled a bullet leaving a gun as it was thrown from the pitcher

M - The baseball was like a bird flying threw the air