The Beatles Songbook Poetic Analysis

“Here Comes The Sun” by The Beatles

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun and I say it’s all right
Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winterLittle darling, it feels like years since it’s been here

 

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it’s all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces, Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting, Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, And I say it’s all right
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun

It’s all right, it’s all right

The poem/song “Here Comes The Sun” by The Beatles tried to express about being in a depressed state of mind and slowly starting to feel happiness once more. My 8th grade year I was very heartbroken over my parents divorce. I was always gloomy or bitter and never cheerful. Overtime, I grew more and more joyful.

“Ob-La-Di,Ob-La-Da” by the Beatles

Desmond has a barrow in the market place, Molly is the singer in a band, Desmond says to Molly, Girl, I like your face, And Molly says this as she takes him by the hand
Ob-la-di,ob-la-da life goes on ,bra La-la how their life goes on, Ob-la-di ,ob-la-da life goes on bra, La-la how their life goes on 

Desmond takes a trolley to the jeweler’s store, Buys a twenty carat golden ring
Takes it back to Molly waiting at the door, And as he gives it to her she begins to sing

Ob-la-di, ob-la-da life goes on, bra La-la how their life goes on, Ob-la-di, ob-la-da life goes on, bra La-la how their life goes on

In a couple of years they have built A home sweet home, With a couple of kids running in the yard Of Desmond and Molly Jones

Happy ever after in the market place Desmond lets the children lend a hand
Molly stays at home and does her pretty face, And in the evening she still sings it with the band

ob-la-di , ob-la-da life goes on ,bra La-la how their life goes on, ob-la-di, ob-la-da life goes on, bra La-la how their life goes on

In a couple of years they have built A home sweet home With a couple of kids running in the yardOf Desmond and Molly Jones

happy ever after in the market place Molly lets the children lend a hand
Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face And in the evening she’s a singer with the band

ob-la-di, ob-la-da life goes on, bra La-la how their life goes on
Yeah, ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on, bra La-la how their life goes on
And if you want some fun,
take ob-la-di ob-la-da

The Beatles wrote a poem/ song called ” Ob-La-Di,Ob-La-Da” to debilitate that life goes on and you can’t hold onto everything. Throughout my life I have always been one to keep grudges and not let go of my past. This song/poem reminds me that I can’t live in the past, I have to move forward.
“Let It be” by The Beatles
When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me, Speaking words of wisdom, Let it be
And in my hour of darkness, She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, Let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be, Whisper words of wisdom, Let it be

And when the broken-hearted people, Living in the world agree, There will be an answer, Let it be

For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,
There will be an answer, Let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be, there will be an answer, Let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be, Whisper words of wisdom, Let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be, Whisper words of wisdom, Let it be

And when the night is cloudy, There is still a light that shines on me, Shine until tomorrow, Let it be

I wake up to the sound of music, Mother Mary comes to me, Speaking words of wisdom, Let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be, There will be an answer, Let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be, There will be an answer, Let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be, Whisper words of wisdom,Let it be

“Let It Be” is a song/ poem composed by The Beatles to convey having fait and trust in your religion. I am a Christian. I believe in fait and that everyone has a path in life.
The three poems/ songs come together to form one heart. Fait will lead you down the right path but you have to let things go and not be in a bad state of mind.

The Book Thief

My experience reading The Book Thief is rough. It was a long book, I started reading it every-night but I didn’t really follow through. I read a little bit while I traveled but after that I wasn’t even half way done with it. But once I realized that a blog post was due in a couple weeks I panicked. I buckled down and finished it over the course of 3 days, reading hours at a time. I will say the audio version helped me get through it.

The reason it was rough is because the begging was very long, it would just make  me sad or it was just boring. When it got interesting it was still kinda stretched out (like when they got Max). Also, there was so much build up to them ( Hans, Rosa, and Rudy) all dying expect for Lisel and she goes with the mayor’s wife,  but it doesn’t explain what happens after that. She goes to their funerals and reunites with Max but what happens after? Does she go live with him? Or he moves in the the Mayor? It just doesn’t say.  Death talks about her life after but very vague, how she has three kids, a husband, and is far away from Molching, but I want to know more. Overall I just feel unsatisfied and wish their was more to the story instead of just leaving it with her meeting death for the fourth time.

Why I Read

I have had a rough relationship with reading over the years. First off I’m on the younger end of my grade and  I started school when I just turned 5, a couple weeks before school stared. The preschool and kindergarten teacher said I was ready to go. I didn’t have much trouble speaking or in other subjects, just reading and writing (spelling) as the year went on in kindergarten.  I always mixed up letters like b and d, and I also was a very slow reader. I was a pretty smart kid but I could never be in the gifted class because of how bad of a reader I was. I worked hard and had tons of help from my mom. She would help me study for spelling test and we would read before bed, she was amazing and didn’t make me feel bad.

In third grade, I was pulled from class to be with the “unintelligent” kids because of my reading skills (I think it was called Title I). I hated it and it made me feel stupid because I wasn’t fast enough at reading. In elementary school every year you had to read a paragraph to this lady to see how fast you were at reading  ( I wasn’t ). So almost everyday I would go to the trailer (where Title I was) and sit there and practice for the state test. It was humilating to me, I could comprehend it but it took me some time. I also was tutored one summer, the lady didn’t know what she was doing. I had to relearn to alphabet, but that wasn’t the problem. I later learned that I had dyslexia and I didn’t realize it until I was much older. This means I have trouble reading like jumbled text and letters, and trouble spelling.  My dad has it too. I still have trouble spelling to this day.

I still hate reading because I’m not good at, so I get frustrated. I am very self conscious about my reading and spelling especially my peers. I have even had a teacher make fun of me once for my terrible spelling. I just have never been confident and always have been ashamed of it. I make jokes about it now, how I have dyslexia but I still get embarrassed. I  find ways to help myself through it, I pronounce words so I can spell it ( like a rhyme kinda, I would have to say it out loud).  When I don’t know a word I look it up and try to remember it. I will always struggle but I’m not going to let that stop me. I still get mostly all A’s every nine weeks and in all the academic class.

 

A Meaningful Piece Of Art

In my childhood I watched tons of Disney movies. But one of my favorites was “The Little Mermaid”. I loved mermaids, the songs, and her sidekicks ( Sebastian and Flounder).  As the years went on, I grew up and didn’t think much of it. Until I needed a song to sing for my show choir audition. I was having trouble finding a song. Then, I realized I sang a solo in 7th grade from “Part of that World”.   I  already connected with the song because I always wanted to explore new places and observer other people’s life styles. So, I used it and nailed the audition, now it will have a even more special place in my heart.

The film was based off a Danish fairy tale written by Hans Christian Andersen. The film and fairy tale have the same storyline.  A mermaid falls in love a human boy and she gives up her voice to have legs to marry him ( fairy tale) or receive a true love’s kiss (film). She goes to the human world and can’t talk but they grow fond of each other. In the film, Ursula ( a sea witch) uses her voices to make Eric fall in love with her (Ariel saves him in the beginning and remembers her voice). But they break the shell that contains her voice and, they then fight Ursula. Eric and Ariel get married and live happily ever after. But in the fairy tale, the neighbor princess from the kingdom next to them, saved his life from a ship reck and he found out so they decide to get married instead of marrying the little mermaid. The night before the wedding,  the Sea Witch gave the mermaid sisters a knife to give to the little mermaid. She was suppose to kill him with that knife and let his blood drip on her legs to turn her back into a mermaid because of all the pain a suffering she did for the prince. But, instead she kills herself and turns into a earthbound spirt and has to do good deeds for mankind for 300 years, then will rise into the Kingdom of God.

” The Little Mermaid” is artistic merit because of all the original songs and cartoons. The excavate relevance on Walt Disney is that he created cartoons, movies, books, and characters that have had a positive influence  on tons of peoples in their childhoods and have touched peoples hearts. People loved them so much, it carried into their adulthood.

Write For Yourself, Not an Audience

In the podcast “Maria Popova on Being Interesting, Creating More Time in a Day, and How to Start at Successful Blog”, Maria Popova discussed that when you start writing or creating content, that it’s for yourself and not for an audience. Her exact word were, ” Write for yourself, if you want to create something meaningful and fulfilling, something that lasts and speaks to people, the counter intuitive, but the really necessary thing is that you most not right for people.”  She goes on the explain that when you create content for yourself and that you are passionate and exited to create content thats what makes people interested and come back.

I found that quote meaningful and powerful because it made me realize thats why I’m drawn to certain writers and content creators. For example,  when I watch Youtube, I watch content that I enjoy, but also certain people who are passionate about what they are creating, I can tell they really love what they are doing. It makes me want to be like them and have a job that makes me happy and not feel as if i’m trapped.

Lastly, I also feel that in school we are taught to write for the teachers or whoever we need to please. I tend to change my writing styles and how I write depending on the teacher I have. For instance, when I truly write myself I add little thought bubbles of different input when I’m not writing about my opinion, but with most teachers I do not add them because they don’t like them or feel it isn’t necessary. Also, I believe  as if we are being trained for the state tests. Almost every year I am told that what I write about doesn’t really matter,  it’s how I write it. The way I present my writing and what words I chose. I think we should not be trained to have a cookie cutter way of writing and what it should be. I usually hate writing because I’m not interested in the topic or I can’t  express myself they way I want. I agree with Maria Popova because she writes for herself  and doesn’t care what others think.