Here you will find instruction to your work related to the closing of the second bimester.
The work will be based on Million Dollar Baby, by Clint Eastwood, and on The Lake Isle of Innisfree, by W. B. Yeats. Do as the following guidelines:
Escreva um texto sobre as duas obras. Como orientação para seu texto siga as seguintes sugestões: comente os pontos que achou mais importantes, explique os símbolos que identificou nas obras, relate as mensagens que compreendeu nas entrelinhas, contraste as diferenças que visualizou, descreva as similaridades que notou. Você não deve escrever apenas um resumo das obras, mas pode acrescentar exemplos se isto ajudar seu raciocínio e explicação.
Faça a tradução dos fragmentos 1 e 2.
Faça um pesquisa sobre Gaelic. Utilize a internet para localizar as informações, mas não copie tudo. Leia, compreenda, e escreva você mesmo seu texto. O texto pode ser breve, mas que seja bem redigido.
No texto introdutório ao filme e/ou no poema, localize: 20 substantivos (noums), 15 verbos (verbs), 5 preposições (prepositions).
Abaixo está uma cópia do texto que você já recebeu em sala de aula.
Good work, and have peace.
Million Dollar Baby
Frankie Dunn (CLINT EASTWOOD) has trained and managed some incredible fighters during a lifetime spent in the ring. The most important lesson he teaches his boxers is the one that rules his life: above all, always protect yourself. In the wake of a painful estrangement from his daughter, Frankie has been unwilling to let himself get close to anyone for a very long time. His only friend is Scrap (MORGAN FREEMAN), an ex-boxer who looks after Frankie’s gym and knows that beneath his gruff exterior is a man who has attended Mass almost every day for the past 23 years, seeking the forgiveness that somehow continues to elude him.
Then Maggie Fitzgerald (HILARY SWANK) walks into his gym.
Maggie’s never had much, but there is one thing she does have that very few people in this world ever do: she knows what she wants and she’s willing to do whatever it takes to get it. In a life of constant struggle, Maggie’s gotten herself this far on raw talent, unshakable focus and a tremendous force of will. But more than anything, what she wants is for someone to believe in her.
The last thing Frankie needs is that kind of responsibility – let alone that kind of risk. He tells Maggie the blunt hard truth: she’s too old and he doesn’t train girls. But ‘no’ has little meaning when you have no other choice. Unwilling or unable to give up on her life’s ambition, Maggie wears herself to the bone at the gym every day, encouraged only by Scrap. Finally won over by Maggie’s sheer determination, Frankie begrudgingly agrees to take her on.
In turns exasperating and inspiring each other, the two come to discover that they share a common spirit that transcends the pain and loss of their pasts, and find in each other a sense of family they lost long ago. What they don’t know is that soon they will both face a battle that’s going to demand more heart and courage than any they’ve ever known.
What you reading?
What’s she saying?
Wants to know what you’re reading.
It’s Yeats. Keep your head back.
Why don’t you talk
a little Yeats to her.
Show her what a treat that is.
When the hell they gonna get to her?
I’m okay, Frankie.
-What’d you learn tonight?
-Always protect myself.
-What’s the rule?
-Always protect myself.
I’ll be right here.
-How you doing?
-I’m not the one who’s hurt.
Broken nose don’t hurt that much.
Why are you telling me that?
But some wounds are too deep
or too close to the bone.
And no matter how hard you work at it,
you just can’t stop the bleeding.
-Did you write your daughter?
I’ve no idea why you come to church.
-Thought I said I’d see you Monday.
-You sure did, boss.
That was last night.
You said not to argue with you.
Damn woman won’t do a thing I tell her.
You want my advice?
Where are your shoes?
I’m airing out my feet.
You got big holes in your socks.
Oh, they’re not that big.
Didn’t I give you money
for some new ones?
These are my sleeping socks.
My feet like a little air at night.
How come you’re wearing them
in the daytime, then?
Because my daytime socks
got too many holes in them.
Well, if I give you some more money,
you buy some new socks.
Well, I’d be tempted,
but I couldn’t say for sure.
Might find its way to the track.