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♥ 1I2
Ownage Class
Important people of 1I2:
Form teacher: 房老师
Chairman: Wiseley Arfan (DEViLpriNCe)
Monitor: Alvin (3moDuDe)
Secretary: Zheng Hong
Fac. Sec. : Zhen Hui
Welfare Sec. : Marc (smiley)
Treasurer: Andrew
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
Figurative language This whole poem is actually an analogy of life. "Two roads diverge in a yellow wood" signifies a choice which we have to take in life. "It was grassy and wanted wear" and "In leaves no step had trodden black" mean that the path which the author chose is the one less taken. "Yet knowing how way leads on to way" means that there are many, many choices in life. "Somewhere ages and ages hence" means that the author has gone very far in his choice of life.
Why I like this poem I like this poem because it gives a general sense of life. When we arrive at a certain point where we have to make a major decision, what would we do? Do we take the popular path? Or do we break away from the norm and venture out into our own dreams? Robert Frost has certainly shown here that he chose to pursue his dreams, and I suppose he has made a good choice and has excelled in his field of work. In today's society many things are based on money and wealth; Robert Frost, being a poet, certainly does not make much money, and yet he does not regret his choice. When I read this poem, I am reminded of the music video of the song "Handlebars" by Flobots (which cannot be displayed here due to copyright restrictions). It tells of two friends who were originally close, but in the end separated due to differring dreams: one wanted to make it big in business, while the other chose the path of peace. In the end the businessman became the big corrupt boss, and his friend led a rebellion against him, which resulted in the friend's death. The businessman then realizes what a mistake he has made by choosing the path more trodden. I am thoroughly inspired by Robert Frost's desire to go after his own dream and passion. He did not follow everybody else, he was not tempted by wealth and power, he ignored others' comments against his decision. He chose his own road. And that has made all the difference.
