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Post by jmahurien on Oct 8, 2012 0:49:35 GMT -5
@berenice
I liked your translation in that it captured the feeling of distress in Hamlet. Instead of seeming like it transitioned from one thought to the next, it moved quickly, such as someone who is upset in their mind; a million things are going through their head all at once and they can't focus on one thing and then they find something else that upset them, and quickly move on to that. I also didn't catch some of the things that you did catch, like how an animal would be more loyal than the mother (line 154) and at first I didn't get that Hamlet was talking about suicide (line 135).
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Post by Juan Jaimez on Oct 8, 2012 1:16:43 GMT -5
Oh, let my body melt
Freeze, then exploded into a million tiny pieces.
Why doesn't God
Approve of suicide? Why? God
How useless, lifeless, pointless
Is this world to me.
This place is a sh*t hole
A bottomless one at that.
I wish I didn't have to contemplate suicide.
My dad's been dead for just two months.
He was awesome,
A beast at everything and loved my mother so much.
He wouldn't let
Anything hurt or happen to her. Anything.
I wish I didn't have to remember how my mom became
Very parasitic and needy, taking advantage
Of his love. And in a just a month
(I don't wanna think about it; she's just a stranger to me now)
Just an effing month and she stopped
Grieving for him.
Then she (A dog would have cried longer over the loss of its
Lover) married
My uncle.
My dad's brother but not even
Half the man my dad was. After a month
Of my mom's "grieving"
And crying,
She married him.
I sure don't want them to get down in the sheets
Cause it will not do any good
But kill me inside because I can't say sh*t
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Post by Carina Felix on Oct 8, 2012 1:27:38 GMT -5
Oh, how I wish I could disappear,
evaporate into thin air,
Or that God himself had not created
a law against suicide. Oh Lord,
What a meaningless drag
this life has come to mean to me!
I didn’t really understand the meaning of these lines*
*
It’s only been two months since his death, wait a minute, not even.
Such an excellent King, he was like
a God to this animal, and so loving to my mother
He didn’t let the wind
hit her face too hard.
She would hold on tight to him,
and love him more every second
as he loved her. But, just a month later
*not sure what he meant there...*
Just a mere month, her mourning shoes had hardly begun to wear out
as she grieved my father.
Like Niobe, even with all her tears- she
(Oh geez, even a damn animal
would have mourned longer!), was still able to run off
and marry my uncle,
My dad’s brother, but they were nothing alike
its like me and Hercules. Within that same month,
even while her tears were still falling
she remarried. Oh, time,
to let something like this happen so suddenly!
Nothing good will come of this.
And though it breaks my heart, I can’t speak against it.
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Post by Juan Jaimez on Oct 8, 2012 1:28:37 GMT -5
AH! How I wish their evilness would go away And mix in with the rest of the dirt, Or that God Would allow me to kill myself. Everything in this world Is useless! This whole whole mess is ridiculous! I cannot even believe That it should come to this! After two, only two short miserable months, The greatest man on earth, A kindhearted, faithful man That my own mother wouldn't Even think of him?! Am I the only one mourning here?! I thought My mother loved him! But only a month later (It's too despicable to think of; women are helpless) I mean only a couple of days ago She was following my father's dead body While crying her eyes out, why would she, (On second thought, one who was genuinley sad Would have cried more) would hook up with my uncle?! For God's sake! It's her dead husbands brother! He is not my father though, I hardly even or wish to know him. But the tears of a liar, Quickly left her crocodile teared eyes. She actually remarried, without even thinking of my father, Just to be with my uncle. This will not end well for anyone. But I must stay quiet, no matter how much this hurts me. Nice interpretation Josh, I like the "crocodile teared eyes" part. That's what I thought Hamlet intended to say. Very original, I like the part where you say "How I wish their evilness would go away/ And mix in with the rest of the dirt" because I get the feeling that Hamlet was extremely frustrated and irritated with her mother's quick marriage to his father's brother just two months after his father's death! Associating "their evil" (which, I believe, he means his mother's and uncle's) and "dirt", he clearly illustrates his animosity towards them. I mean, people spit on dirt. Good job though. |
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Post by Janelle Castillo on Oct 8, 2012 1:29:34 GMT -5
If only I could die
If only it weren't a sin
Everything in the world, the money and possessions,
They all seem so unimportant
Life is like an untended garden
Plants grows, and that helps others grow
But what in nature causes death
It's barely been two months since his death
And he was a great king, especially compared to our new king
It's like comparing a god to a peasant
And my mother, he was so sweet to her
He'd never let anything harm her
Can I handle remembering their marriage?
The shoes she wore to his funeral that are now old and worn
After his death she cried continuously
So why marry his brother? Why so soon?
He may be my fathers brother but he's nothing like my father
They as similar as I am like Hercules
A month after his death she stopped crying and remarried
It should be illegal, they were like brother and sister
This will not end well,
But as much as it hurts I can't talk to my mother about this
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Post by Juan Jaimez on Oct 8, 2012 1:33:29 GMT -5
Lmao, does everyone do their homework after 11 on a Sunday night?
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Post by Carina Felix on Oct 8, 2012 1:35:01 GMT -5
Your translation was really good! I thought we were supposed to use his same thoughts just turn them into English.. but I like the way you put everything into your own terminology. I think I misunderstood that part when writing mine, oh well.
But yeah, and lmao @ the getting freaky in the sheets part...
You would Juan, you would!
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Post by Carina Felix on Oct 8, 2012 1:36:50 GMT -5
I was thinking the same thing... lol damn and we're supposed to be the smart kids!
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Post by Janelle Castillo on Oct 8, 2012 1:39:09 GMT -5
@juanjaimez I loved your translation. I feel like it was spot on. I loved your use of mother language, and I appreciate how you even included the lines that were inside the parenthesis. I liked how you attempted to keep it PG and didn't include the real "bad words". I didn't quite understand why you included the line about getting down in the sheets, I don't remember reading any hint towards that in the book. Were you just adding that in? Or did I miss it? From your translation you can tell that you fully understood what was being said in the text. Great job, I give you an A  |
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Post by Juan Jaimez on Oct 8, 2012 1:39:51 GMT -5
@carina
Thank you (: Well, like, he mentioned sheets, and like, where else would there be sheets but in a bedroom? And he mentioned incest too, so yeah, that was just my spin on it :3
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Post by Juan Jaimez on Oct 8, 2012 1:45:14 GMT -5
@janelle
Muchas gracias (: "...O, most wicked speed, to post/ With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!" (Lines 161-2). That's where I got that interpretation, lol.
@carina
Psh, just cause we're smart doesn't mean we can't have a life! I had my football game and got home at 12 am Friday night and studied till about 1 for my SAT. Then Saturday woke up at 7:30 and sped to Monache for the SAT because I slept in too ._. Following the SAT, I got home, showered, and got my stuff ready to take to Relay for Life and I stayed there running and doing homework from about 3 to 9 this morning. Then I slept all day today till about 6 and I did my stats homework. Wait..... nevermind, I don't have a life ):
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Post by crystalruiz23 on Oct 9, 2012 1:11:40 GMT -5
I had happen to mess up and I do not wish to have left this the way it was. I know I'm late but I wish to correct myself. My view of Hamlets response:
How I wish my suffering will depart from my thoughts,
If death could be the solution to ending this pain that is within me,
Or that the most divine God,
Consider suicide as the solution just this one time,
Given all I could have in this world,
It feels of no use to live in a bitter world where suffrage is in every corner!
I am tangled in this mess,
That seems to keep creating a helpless feeling in my thoughts.
To think that things couldn't get any worse,
I find out, after two months, my father is dead,
One of the most looked upon kings,
Loving to his wife,
Protect her from any harmful object, even to the greatest forces of heaven.
How come I'm the only one to mourn for my fathers death?
Why would my mother hold on to my father for so long,
Knowing that deep inside her she would like to flee to his side,
Walking in a gentle step behind my fathers dead body.
Why does she even shed a tear?
Explain this to me my God, why does she shed a tear if she did not mourn for my fathers death?
To be given the news that she is married to my uncle a few months later,
Her selfish act and disrespect towards my father is unforgiven,
She must not fool herself or others that her tears are truly meant.
There is no use in me saying this to myself,
There is no longer a solution,
So I must keep to myself even is it eats me up deep inside.
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Post by isaiahcortez on Oct 9, 2012 1:16:50 GMT -5
If only I can lay down in a corner and die
That seems like the best solution for all my pain
I wish god had not put me in this situation
But I can not blame him
Nothing makes me happy
What's so great about the world
No one is good anymore, nothing is pure
Evil people grow up into even wickeder people
Why is this happening to me
Your body isn't even cold yet
You were to great to be betrayed
My mother bit the hand that fed her
Father was bound to go to heaven
My mother better be prepared for karma
She seemed so happy with him and loyal
Like she fell back in love with him toward the end
But why at the end
Women are evil
She didn't even dress nice at the funeral
She didn't care
I don't see why she cried
But I guess she didn't wanna look bad
She got over it fast
With my S.O.B uncle
He isn't half the man my father was
I have to be strong during this time
Why did she cry she just ruined her make up
She is such a good faker
She don't have to change her last name
She didn't even sleep alone the nit of the funeral
What comes around goes around
Butits not my place to say anything
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Post by isaiahcortez on Oct 9, 2012 1:17:27 GMT -5
@bernice
I liked how your translation was short and to the point
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Post by Ms. C on Oct 9, 2012 12:09:00 GMT -5
I had happen to mess up and I do not wish to have left this the way it was. I know I'm late but I wish to correct myself. My view of Hamlets response: Good job on the repost. C. Ruiz your effort/correction was noted. |
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