Based upon today's reading, choose Hazel or George and compose a character diary entry. You entry should be AT LEAST a complete paragraph (5-8 sentences) and create AT LEAST one identifiable tone.
Tone Examples:
Positive Tones - Relaxed, Hopeful, Optimistic, Content, Calm
Negative Tones - Irritated, Uninterested, Pessimistic, Disappointed, Indignant
Dear Diary,
ReplyDeleteToday was something else, so much stuff happened. Harrison was taken by the H-G men, but before I could've think something "ZAP", that annoying sound got into my ear again. It really is a pain to hear every 20 seconds. I saw something interesting on the T.V., but before that "BOOM". When will it ever stop?!
This device in my ear, the one I have to wear by law, is very annoying and irritating! I absolutely dread it! I can't think clearly before 20 seconds into my thoughts, a sharp noise startles me and makes me lose my train of thought. My wife thinks it's almost a blessing or something good to have to wear this, little does she know it's a curse! Wearing this makes it seem as if the government is trying to control my thoughts...
ReplyDeleteGeorge always knew he was special,that is why he had to wear the handicap radio in his ear. The government controlled everything from there! That sound in his head would ring about every 20 seconds. He had to wear the handicap radio so he wont start getting any ideas about things. One time he was thinking about his son Harrison. 21 gun shots were heard from his earpiece.
ReplyDeleteGeorge’s Diary
ReplyDeleteDear Diary.This month has been frustratingly depressing.Not only the unconstitutional H-G taken my child.And the Government put a time vampiric transmitter in my ear to lessen my thoughts for every 20 seconds.
The Government told me to put it on in order to “make the game a fair playing field” I swear this system of equality has taken too far.As much as I respect people being treated equally.This system the H-G doing is a invasion of privacy and unconstitutional for the people.
I’ve remembered the old days,no the golden age of our times.Back then the meaning of a human is being unique.and that was our reason to succeed since we were all different in so many ways.I can easily remember those amazing times.it felt like a time to live again.
It wasn’t until the amendments and the H-G that removed our freedom to be different.Because to me if you remove the difference in humans and replace it with equality in everything.Then what’s the point of living if you’ll never succeed someone.
God I missed the past.I sure hope when I go to another place I’ll truly be free of this land of torment that so many called it “the land of the free”
Dear diary, today the united states handicapper general took my son away but i don't exactly know why. Me and my husband were watching some dancers on tv today when he started wincing in pain because of the constant noise ringing in his ear, i kind of want to have it too. it intrigues me how everytime he has a different noise so i ama kind of jealous about his earpiece.
ReplyDeleteDear journal,
ReplyDeleteIt's me George, today has been like any other day. You know, with that irritating ear piece. At one point I'm thinking of things...smart things and BAM! A million gun shots in the middle of my thought! My mind starts to scatter every 20 seconds. Its like the want Me to be like everyone else not so smart but not so stupid either. My wife is kind of slow you know? Today she was all like hey I would love to have them an I'm all like really? She's the reason I have them in the first place seriously but hey I can't really blame her its not her fault she was born the way she was. She started talking about how on Sundays she would make them sound like wind chimes. I thought it would be peaceful at first but then I got angry because I don't get to control them. Sometime today I got to thinking about my son you know Harrison? I miss bzzzzzzzzzzzzz... ugh ear piece! So sick of it.
Dear diary,
ReplyDeleteToday my son, Harrison, was taken away from home. My mind was in a rush."Where are they taking my son? my boy-" I made an attempt to ponder at the thought. But my thoughts soon came to a screeching halt as the most undesirable noise invaded my ears. Curse the government and this wretched handicap! Its not like I can do anything to ease my misery. The thought of my son was barely hanging on the edge of my mind. My eyes, dull and empty, looks at the television. I glanced over at Hazel, her cheeks were wet with forgotten tears, as she stared aimlessly at the tv screen. The dancers on the screen, their faces were hidden behind simplistic masks whilst some wore weights on their backs. Hazel said something today, something about wanting to have a handicap too. I stared at her. She also mentioned about wanting to be like Diana Moon Glampers, that Handicapper General lady. I just agreed.
April 4, 2081
George Bergeron April,4,2081
DeleteDear Diary,
Today My 14 year old son Harrison Bergeron was taken away ,it felt tragic but the mental radio in my ear stopped me from keeping my train of thoughts.I found it annoying because it's beeping every 20 seconds,even though I think i might get used to it after time.While watching television I noticed 2 ballerinas had the same device.My Wife thinks it would be fun to have one of this little bugs in her ear even though they are quite annoying.
Hazel
ReplyDeleteIt was another calm day in April when we had seen our son, Harrison, been taken away. I do not know exactly why he was taken, but I am sure he will be back soon. As I watched the lovely and indistinguishable ballerinas dance on television, I noticed that tears were running down my face. They were most likely from the overjoy of the dance. A few moments later, George had flinched, and like usual, I had asked him what kind of sound he had heard this time. I don't have a handicap metal, so I am always curious. Boy, would I love to be able to hear such sounds. I could definitely replace the current Handicapper General.
Dear diary,
ReplyDeleteToday was a great day! I was with my husband George watching ballerinas dance on tv. I had some tears on my cheeks but I had forgotten why, im sure it was nothing. While watching tv my husband started wincing like usual, because of his earpiece that he needed to wear since he was special. Every time his earpiece rang, it made a new sound! Im a little jelous, just imagine all the sounds you could hear. If I had an earpiece and was a Handicapper general like Diana Moon Glampers I'd have chimes on sunday. Man I wish I had an earpiece!
Dear Diary,
ReplyDeleteIt's September 4, 2081 5:30 p.m. and i remember these H-G men at my house door claiming that they're needing my son to come with them. Right then and there, i heard the buzz. After that incident, Hazel and I went to watch the ballerinas dance. It was nice, like Hazel said. I don't even remember have of it. Then after that happened Hazel went on about how she'd like to be Handicapper General. But I could hardly listen because of the buzzing. But yeah, that's all I remember. goodnight.
From the moment i wake up to the moment i fall asleep, i hear these noises. I cant even think properly. Sometimes i start to doubt the way we live and my thoughts are interrupted, scattered and forgotten because of these noises in my head. I am so tired of these noises even when i try to go to sleep i hear them. I cant enjoy my life. i can’t think for myself. These noises overpower my brain.
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ReplyDeleteDear Diary,
I just witnessed my son, Harrison,being taken away from me and Hazel by the H-G men,right in front of our faces.Each time that I try to think about it, I JUST CAN'T!! Whenever I try using my mind,BZZZZ! a sharp noise would go through my handicap radio in my ear, and then that bothers me. I can't believe my radio is tuned to a government transmitter!! It's like I can't live in peace without any sound bothering me!
As me and Hazel were watching ballerinas dance, she said something that shocked me; she said that she would like to have the handicap radio as me and that it would be interesting hearing different sounds. For example, she said if she was "Diana Moon Glampers," that she would choose chimes. I bet that she wouldn't even last one day without complaining about the sounds.
Later on, she had insisted for me to take out some lead balls from my bag but I didn't want to because I knew the government was controlling me. I just didn't want to go back to the old times where everybody was against everybody else. I can't imagine me back in the dark ages!!
Sincerely,
George
Dear diary,
ReplyDeleteToday was a really hard for me and my wife since our son was taken away from us. So many things I wonder about, but the little buzz in my ear is preventing me from thinking. For example when i was watching tv i saw the ballerinas dancing but they all looked same and started wondering things in my head, when a buzz came in my ear it startled me and when I noticed the tv when off too. I hate it but what can I do about it I easily I can take it off but I do not want to pay thousands of dollars and be in jail, so I have to live with it like this.
Dear Diary,
ReplyDeleteMy day was very dreadful, my son was taken and before I could get one thought as of "Why?!" a noise came on in my ear scarring my thoughts away. This happens every twenty seconds making me unable to concentrate on anything if it's not for a short period of time. My wife finds it absolutely "fasinating" even though it's a pain and so very irritating! While watching television i couldn't even get a thought in as of why dancers shouldn't be handicapped. It almost just sounds like the noises happen everytime I think of something remotely realted to the H-G. Or maybe if it isn't something an average person won't think about. It's just so ridiculous, having these different noises in my ear everyday! When will i be able to be free from this misery?! When will i be able to think, to talk, to have freedom, is this really equal or their expression of it.
-George
Dear Diary,
ReplyDeleteToday my son Harrison was taken by the H-G men. I don't know why my son was taken but I couldn't really think about it much. This radio in my ear keeps on going off every 20 seconds, it's usually a different sound each time, but always an undesirable one. It always manages to throw me off my tracks. It scatters my thoughts. I can't remember when we started watching the ballerinas but Hazel commented that their act was pretty nice. The acts are always the same, no act is better than the other. Hazel thinks it would be nice to wear an earpiece like mine, she thinks the sounds would be interesting. She wants to be like me. But in the eyes of The Handicapper General, Diana Moon Glampers, she already is.
Earlier today my son was taken away, but I didn't know why because of this constant noise. I could only really think of what sound is going to come next. Even my wife is curious of the sounds that go on. *device goes off* I just lost my train of thought. Well I guess I'll go watch TV with my average wife.
ReplyDelete-George
Dear Diary,
ReplyDeleteI am tired of hearing the same old sound every twenty seconds. I just can't stand it anymore. It is not a pleasant sound nor does it help me in any way, it just scares my thoughts away. Not to mention it distracts me from important things. Why can't I be allowed to think beyond? Why do I have to be limited. This dystopia will only drive us crazy. It'll be the end of us. Anyways, I thought about my son today, Harrison, he was taken away, I just cant remember exactly who took him. It wasn't long before the thing emitted the sound again. I forgot what it was I was thinking about. Just a while ago, Hazel told me how interesting it must be to be hearing the sound and how she wanted to hear it too. I can't remember what she said they'll sound like to her if she could hear them, chimes perhaps. Now I think, if only she knew.
How long has it been..? Since I started hearing those awful noises? Always bothering my thoughts with its unpleasant ring in my ear. I don't know what to do about my son, so many things to worry about with so little time to dwell on it. Hazel seems to be so fascinated with the little chime I hear, not realizing the burden it gives me, for now I'll have to return to her and watch the ballerinas dance again.
ReplyDeleteDear diary,
ReplyDeleteThe truth is that im used to it, im used to not knowing or completely understanding what is going on around me. I'd rather just pretend that everything is fine. But no matter how hard i try to pretend, the strong urge of wanting to know finds it way to the surface, but of course it never last long at all. Today my son was taken away from me, but i still sit here in this very moment acting like its not a big deal at all. Am i wrong for not worrying?, i dont care this thought won't last long.....
I don't see why they make me wear this thing. It's the most irritating thing ever. I can barely think for 20 seconds. I can't even think about my son and where he could be. I can't even be mad at the h-g men because I can't think.
ReplyDeleteDear diary,
ReplyDeleteThe truth is that im used to it, im used to not knowing or completely understanding whats going on around me, I'd rather just pretend that everything is fine.
But no matter how i try to pretend, the strong urge of wanting to know always finds its way up to the surface, but of course it never last long.
Today my son was taken away from me, but i still sit here in this very moment feeling as if it were any other day. Am i wrong for not worrying, i don't care this thought wont last long
Dear diary,
ReplyDeleteWell my life has being difficult lately I'm required to wear this device that has a terrible noise. I'm so frustrated with the handicapper because she won't explain what this is for and it gives me pain. This noise doesn't help me concentrate and I can focus on life like this. I wish I was able to take this thing off but I can't. Hopefully this noise can stop for at least an hour so I can finally concentrate.
In the year 2081 everyone was equal nobody was better or smarter than anyone . George knew he was very special so that’s why he has to wear a handicap in radio in his ear. With that in his ear the government could control everything from there . The sound would ring many time about 20 seconds . George had to wear the handicap radio so he won’t start getting ideas .He once thought of his son Harrison and heard 21Gun shots from his earpierce.
ReplyDeleteSo today, these big HG men took my son away from Hazel and I. I dont know how to feel about it mainly because I kind of forgot what happened honestly. This stupid transmitter keeps making me forget things just because I'm more intelligent than the average citizen here. Who honestly comes up with a dumb plan like that? Just let us be what we want to be and not average like what you guys want us to be. I hope this comes to an end because im tired of this loud beep every 20 seconds. I'm sick of it.
ReplyDeleteDear Diary,
ReplyDeleteToday I was with George watching ballerinas dance on tv. George kept getting sounds in his ears and I began to think what it would be like if I had handicap radio in my ear all day. George is so lucky to have one I wish I could have one too. Someday I wish I would become the handicapper general because I feel like I would be such a great person for the job. All the sounds for the radio will be wonderful sounds filled with joy. I would also make everyone have one even though I’m not so sure why certain people have radios and others don’t. Maybe one day I will become general and have all the answers to my questions
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ReplyDeleteDear diary,
the H-G have taken my son away, and as a father I should be worried, but I'm not. Every 20 seconds I hear a sharp noise which scaters my thoughts. I cant think or even worry. Every time is a different sound. This goverment has us all handicap and are controlling us. I dont like it, I dont want to be controlled, I dont want my mind nor life to be controlled. I can even tell by looking at the ballerinas in TV that they dont like hearing a sound every 20 seconds. This society is no better than it was before. We need to be individuals; if everyone is the same, we will not see improvement nor will work hard to a batter society.