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Exercise 6 presentation

Aug 31, 2014

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Page 1: Exercise 6 presentation

By Suzanne Collins

THE SOUNDTRACKBy Beth Anne Swartzwelder

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lrNOIbmlSGwCloser to the Truth (3:49)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bWkYu-hYTZsCold Desert (5:35)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=plGETDmXw5gGoodbye for Now (3:57)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sA8PaIw5gcESwim (4:03)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3JIT5dKKhAAgain I Go Unnoticed (2:18)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l5BvhlHFO8wMeant to Live (3:24)

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I can still see the light at the end of the tunnel shinethrough the dark timeseven when I lose my mind

But it feels like no onein the world is listeningand I can't ever seemto make the right decisions

I walk around in the same hazeI'm still caught in my same waysI'm losing time in these strange daysbut somehow I always knowthe right things to say

I don't know what time it isor who’s the one to blame for thisDo I believe what I can't seeAnd how do you knowwhich way the wind blows

Cause I can feel it all aroundI'm lost between the soundAnd just when I thinkI know, there she goes

[Chorus]Goodbye for nowGoodbye for nowSo long

Goodbye for now (I'm not the type to say I told you so)

Goodbye for nowSo long (I think the hardest part of holding on is lettingit go)

When will we singA new songA new song

We’re still smilin' as the day goes byand how come nobodyever knows the reasons whyBury you deep so faryou can't see

If you're like mewho wears a brokenheart on your sleeve

Pains and struggles thatyou know so wellEither time don'tIt can't or it just won't tell

I'm not the type to sayI told you soI think the hardest partof holding on is letting it go

I don't know what time it isor who’s the one to blame for thisDo I believe what I can't seeAnd how do you knowwhich way the wind blows

Cause I can feel it all aroundI'm lost between the soundAnd just when I think I know there she goes

Goodbye for nowGoodbye for nowSo long

Goodbye for now (I'm not thetype to say I told you so)Goodbye for nowSo long (I think the hardestpart of holding on is lettingit go)

When will we singA new songA new song

And you can sing untilthere's no song left (song left)And I can scream untilthe world goes deaf (goes deaf)

For every other wordleft unsaid you should have took the time toread the sign andsee what it meant

In some ways everybodyfeels alone so if theburden is mine thenI can carry my own

If joy really comesin the morning timethen I'm gonna sit backand wait until thenext sunrise...(fade)

Goodbye for nowGoodbye for nowSo long

Goodbye for now (I'm not theType to say I told you so)Goodbye for nowSo long (I think the hardest partOf holding on is letting it go)

[Repeat 3x]When will we sing A new songA new song

When will we sing (When will we sing)A new songA new song

(Away)[Repeat 3x](I runaway)

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“Taking the kids from our districts, forcing them to kill one another while we watch—this is the Capitol’s way of reminding us how totally we are at their mercy. How little chance we would stand of surviving another rebellion.” (18-19)

“With one sweep of my arm, I push her behind me. ‘I volunteer!’ I gasp. ‘I volunteer as tribute!’…In some districts, in which winning the reaping is such a great honor, people are eager to risk their lives…” (22)

“My sister and my mother come first. I reach out to Prim and she climbs on my lap, her arms around my neck, head on my shoulder, just like she did when she was a toddler. My mother sits beside me and wraps her arms around us. For a few minutes, we say nothing. Then I start telling them all the things they must remember to do, now that I will not be there to do them for them.” (34)

“I can’t win. Prim must know that in her heart.” (36)

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So quietanother wasted night,the television steals the conversationexhale,another wasted breath,again it goes unnoticed.

Please tell me you're just feeling tiredcause if it's more than that I feel that I might breakout of touch, out of time.Please send me anything but signals that are mixedcause I can't read your rolling eyesout of touch, are we out of time?

Close lippedanother goodnight kissis robbed of all it's passion,your gripanother time, is slackit leaves me feeling empty.

I'll wait until tomorrowmaybe you'll feel better thenmaybe we'll be better thenso what's another daywhen I can't bear these nights of thoughtsof going on without youthis mood of yours is temporaryit seems worth the waitto see your smile againout of the corner of my eyewon't be the only way you're looking at me then.

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“Peeta sighs. ‘Well, there is this one girl. I’ve had a crush on her ever since I can remember. But I’m pretty sure she didn’t know I was alive until the reaping.’” (130)

“’Katniss,’ he says. I go over to him and brush the hair back from his eyes. ‘Thanks for finding me.’‘You would have found me if you could,’ I say. His forehead’s burning up. Like the medicine’s having no effect at all. Suddenly, out of nowhere, I’m scared he’s going to die…Impulsively, I lean forward and kiss him, stopping his words. This is probably overdue anyway since he’s right, we are supposed to be madly in love.” (260)

“His hand brushes the loose strands of my hair off my forehead. Unlike the staged kisses and caresses so far, this gesture seems natural and comforting. I don’t want him to stop and he doesn’t. He’s still stroking my hair when I fall asleep.” (265)

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You've gotta swimSwim for your lifeSwim for the musicThat saves youWhen you're not so sure you'll surviveYou gotta swimAnd swim when it hurtsThe whole world is watchingYou haven't come this farTo fall off the earthThe currents will pull youAway from your loveJust keep your head above

I found a tidal waveBegging to tear down the dawnMemories like bulletsThey fired at me from a gunA crack in the armorI swim to brighter daysDespite the absence of sunChoking on salt waterI'm not giving inI swimYou gotta swimThrough nights that won't endSwim for your familiesYour lovers your sistersAnd brothers and friendsYeah you've gotta swimThrough wars without cause

Swim for the lost politiciansWho don't see their greed as a flaw

The currents will pull usAway from our loveJust keep your head above

I found a tidal waveBegging to tear down the dawnMemories like bulletsThey fired at me from a gunCracking me open nowI swim for brighter daysDespite the absence of sunChoking on salt waterI'm not giving inWell I'm not giving inI swim

You gotta swimSwim in the darkThere's no shame in driftingFeel the tide shifting and wait for the sparkYeah you've gotta swimDon't let yourself sinkJust find the horizonI promise you it's not as far as you thinkThe currents will drag us away from our loveJust keep your head aboveSwimJust keep your head above

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“But by afternoon, I know the end is coming. My legs are shaking and my heart is too quick…I finally tumble to the ground unable to get up. I let my eyes close…This is an okay place to die, I think. My fingertips make small swirling patterns in the cool, slippery earth. I love mud, I think. How many times I’ve tracked game with the help of its soft, readable surface. Good for bee stings, too. Mud. Mud. Mud! My eyes fly open and I did my fingers into the earth…It’s all I can do not to plunge my face into the water and gulp down as much as I can hold.” (170)

“Probably this whole segment of the woods has been armed with precision launchers that are concealed in trees or rocks. Somewhere, in a cool and spotless room, a Gamemaker sits at a set of controls, fingers on the triggers that could end my life in a second.” (175)

“Not only will I face death, it’s sure to be a long and painful one at Cato’s hand. The thought of Prim having to watch that keeps me doggedly inching my way toward the hideout.” (223)

“Unexpectedly, Rue throws her arms around me. I only hesitate a moment before I hug her back…I turn and head back to the stream, feeling somehow worried. About Rue being killed, about Rue not being killed and the two of us being left for last, about leaving Rue alone, about leaving Prim alone back home.” (213)

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I'm on the corner waiting for a light to come onThat's when I know that you're aloneIt's cold in the desert, water never sees the groundSpecial unspoken without sound

Told me you love me, that I'd never die aloneHand over your heart, let's go homeEveryone noticed, everyone has seen the signsI've always been known to cross lines

I never ever cried when I was feeling downI've always been scared of the soundJesus don't love me, no one ever carried my loadI'm too young to feel this old

Here's to you, here's to meOn to us, nobody knowsNobody sees, nobody but me

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“This is the first kiss that we’re both fully aware of. Neither of us hobbled by sickness or pain or simply unconscious. Our lips neither burning with fever or icy cold. This is the first kiss where I actually feel stirring inside my chest. Warm and curious. This is the first kiss that makes me want another.” (298)

“I haven’t even begun to separate out my feelings about Peeta. It’s too complicated. What I did as part of the Games. As opposed to what I did out of anger at the Capitol. Or because of how it would be viewed back in District 12. Or simply because it was the only decent thing to do. Or what I did because I cared about him.” (358-359)

“And while I was talking, the idea of actually losing Peeta hit me again and I realized how much I don’t want him to die. And it’s not abou the sponsors. And it’s not about what will happen back home. And it’s not just that I don’t want to be alone. It’s him. I do not want to lose the boy with the bread.” (297)

“His voice isn’t angry. It’s hollow, which is worse. Already the boy with the bread is slipping away from me. I take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for the cameras, and dreading the moment when I will finally have to let go.” (374)

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Fumbling his confidenceAnd wond’ring why the world has passed him byHoping that he’s meant for more than argumentsAnd failed attempts to fly, fly

We were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live insideSomewhere we live insideWe were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside

Dreaming about providenceAnd whether mice or men have second triesMaybe we’ve been livin with our eyes half openMaybe we’re bent and broken, broken

We were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves?

Somewhere we live insideSomewhere we live insideWe were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside

We want more than this world’s got to offerWe want more than this world’s got to offerWe want more than the wars of our fathersAnd everything inside screams for second life

We were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves? We were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves? We were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves? We were meant to liveWe were meant to live

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“For the first time, I allow myself to truly think about the possibility that I might make it home. To fame…No more fear of hunger. A new kind of freedom. But then…what? What would my life be like on a daily basis? Most of it has been consumed with the acquisition of food. Take that away and I’m not really sure who I am, what my identity is…I know I will never marry, never risk bringing a child into the world. Because if there’s one thing being a victor doesn’t guarantee, it’s your children’s safety. My kids’ names would go right into the reaping balls with everyone else’s. And I sear I’ll never let that happen.” (310-311)

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DestinyIs hard to meetIt'll hunt you down somewhere along the way

Don't you see?We're meant to beThe prodigies that came to show the way

But I don't wanna rule the world aloneNone of us can make it on our ownI'm screaming but I cannot hear a soundThe suffocation slowly comes around

LonelinessEating me insideIt's burning me aliveI'm traveling in my mindAnd flying through a thousand lonely souls that cryin swamps of evil liesWe're closer to the truth nowTake me home

Don't believeIt's dark to seeWhen the sun has left you at the end of day

SuddenlyIt's hard to breatheResting in the trenches won't you say?

LonelinessEating me insideIt's burning me aliveI'm traveling in my mindAnd flying through a thousand lonely souls that cryin swamps of evil liesWe're closer to the truth nowTake me home

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“My fingers fumble with the pouch on my belt, freeing it. Peeta sees it and his hand clamps on my wrist. ‘No, I won’t let you.’‘Trust me,’ I whisper. He holds my gaze for a long moment then lets me go. I loosen the top of the pouch and pour a few spoonfuls of berries into his palm. Then I fill my own. ‘On the count of three?’Peeta leans down and kisses me once, very gently. ‘The count of three,’ he says.We stand, our backs pressed together, our empty hands locked tight…I lift my hand to my mouth, taking one last look at the world. The berries have just passed my lips when the trumpets begin to blare.” (344-345)