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Sugar – A Song And Some Food Idioms

I accidentally heard this song in the beginning of the summer as I was browsing the radio stations in my car and it struck me with awe. I absolutely loved its melody and quiet but arresting melancholy. What do you think it is about? Who is the singer talking to? Can you explain these phrases: “I want you to realize when I’m gone” and “There’s sugar on your soul” ?

Find the song lyrics here.

Sugar is loved by everyone. What about sugar and food idioms? Look below for definitions and quizes.

DEFINITIONS

dictionary.cambridge.org/dictionary/english/sugar-and-spice

idiomconnection.com/food.html

idioms.thefreedictionary.com/sugar

EXERCISES-QUIZES

5minuteenglish.com/mar3.htm

braingle.com/wii/trivia/quiz.php?id=25537

englishclub.com/vocabulary/idioms-food.htm

quizlet.com/23047276/test

 

 

A Taste of American and British Poetry

 

“How Do I Love Thee?”, Elizabeth Barrett Browning 

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. 
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height 
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight 
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. 
I love thee to the level of every day’s 
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. 
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; 
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. 
I love with a passion put to use 
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith. 
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose 
With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath, 
Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God choose, 
I shall but love thee better after death. 

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (6 March 1806 – 29 June 1861) was British and one of the most prominent poets of the Victorian era.

“Daffodils”, William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed–and gazed–but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils. 

 William Wordsworth (7 April 1770 – 23 April 1850) was a major English Romantic poet who, with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, helped to launch theRomantic Age in English literature with the 1798 joint publication Lyrical Ballads.

“If”, Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you   
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
    But make allowance for their doubting too;   
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;   
    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;   
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
    And treat those two impostors just the same;   
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
    And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
    To serve your turn long after they are gone,   
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,   
    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
    If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,   
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   
    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

Joseph Rudyard Kipling (30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936) was an English short-story writer, poet, and novelist. He is chiefly remembered for his tales and poems of British soldiers in India and his tales for children, the most known of which is The Jungle Book.

“Hope is the thing with feathers”, Emily Dickinson

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“Hope” is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—

And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—

I’ve heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me. 

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet of unique unconventional poetic style for her times. 

“A Clear Midnight”, Walt Whitman

THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou
lovest best.
Night, sleep, and the stars. 

Walter “Walt” Whitman (May 31, 1819 – March 26, 1892) was an American poet, essayist and journalist. Whitman is among the most influential poets in the American canon, often called the father of free verse.

 

“The Road Not Taken”, Robert Frost

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. 

Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet who received fourPulitzer Prizes for Poetry. 

“Dream Deferred”, Langston Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?

Or fester like a sore–
And then run?

Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over–
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

James Mercer Langston Hughes (February 1, 1902 – May 22, 1967) was an American poet, social activist, novelist, playwright, and columnist. He was one of the earliest innovators of the then-new literary art form jazz poetry. Hughes is best known as a leader of the Harlem Renaissance.

Used to by Chris Daughtry

Used to, Chris Daughtry 

You used to __________ to me like I was the only one around
You used to __________ on me, the only other choice was falling down
You used to___________with me like we had no where we needed to go
Nice and slow, to no place in particular

CHORUS

We used to __________ this figured out, we used to__________ without a doubt
The nights were __________ for the first time that I’d see
We used to ___________ this under control, we never thought we used to know
At least there’s you and at least there’s me
Can we get this back? Can we get this back to how it used to be?

I used to ___________ for you and I got lost along the way
I used to ___________, you always had the just right thing to say

I used to ___________ you, never really cared where we would go
Fast or slow, to _____________ at all

CHORUS

I _________around me and I want you to be there
‘Cause I miss the things that we ___________
Look around you, it’s ___________ and you’re sad
‘Cause you ___________ the love that we had

You used to __________ to me like I was the only one around
The only one around

CHORUS

Yeah, to how it used to be, to how it used to be
Yeah, to how it used to be, to how it used to be

Songwriters
Christopher Daughtry;Zachary David Maloy;Howard Benson

 

QUESTIONS FOR THOUGHT

  1. Who do you think is “you” in the song? Why?
  2. What things did the singer use to do in the past?
  3. How did the singer use to feel in the past?
  4. What has changed now?
  5. Are there any moments in your life that you say : “Can we get this back to how it used to be?” 

 

FULL SONG HERE

You used to talk to me like I was the only one around
You used to lean on me, the only other choice was falling down
You used to walk with me like we had no where we needed to go
Nice and slow, to no place in particular

We used to have this figured out, we used to breathe without a doubt
The nights were clearer for the first time that I’d see
We used to have this under control, we never thought we used to know
At least there’s you and at least there’s me
Can we get this back? Can we get this back to how it used to be?

I used to reach for you and I got lost along the way
I used to listen, you always had the just right thing to say

I used to follow you, never really cared where we would go
Fast or slow, to anywhere at all

We used to have this figured out, we used to breathe without a doubt
The nights were clearer for the first time that I’d see
We used to have this under control, we never thought we used to know
At least there’s you and at least there’s me
Can we get this back? Can we get this back to how it used to be?

I look around me and I want you to be there
‘Cause I miss the things that we shared
Look around you, it’s empty and you’re sad
‘Cause you miss the love that we had

You used to talk to me like I was the only one around
The only one around

We used to have this figured out, we used to breathe without a doubt
The nights were clearer for the first time that I’d see
We used to have this under control, we never thought we used to know
At least there’s you and at least there’s me
Can we get this back? Can we get this back to how it used to be?
Yeah, to how it used to be, to how it used to be
Yeah, to how it used to be, to how it used to be

What’s the story?

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When Octo met Pinky, it was love at first sight. He had never seen such a beauty before and she had never felt so ecstatic in her life. Their little lodging soon became a refreshing love nest. They held hands and hugged and kissed tenderly while they were floating in real bliss.

However, soon everything changed. That day they hadn’t been holding each other for long when suddenly …

 

WATCH the movie to find out what happened. Then WRITE the rest of the story.

 

 

REVISE some short story basics here.

USE  the prompts to help you:

  • a yellow-gloved hand / the scales / a container 
  • a tall, thin fisherman driving his three-wheeler
  • narrow streets
  • the box of the van
  • the door of the van
  • windshield, windshield wiper
  • the bank / the side wall of the street
  • swimming pool
  • ink
  • washing line
  • a sea gull

CONSIDER the following connectors to make your sentences clear and interesting.

  • Connect with 

at first / afterwards / later = (Moments later) / then = (At that moment) / in the meantime / meanwhile /

 

I read the morning papers for a while. Afterwards, I checked my e-mails.

First I read the morning papers for a while and then I checked my e-mails.

 

At first, I couldn’t understand a word. Later, however,I was able to communicate quite well.

 

The wedding is on Sunday, but  in the meantime I have to prepare the lady’s night out.

 

They’ll be here soon. Meanwhile, let’s have coffee.

 

  • Contrast to show unexpected result with

Nevertheless/However/Yet/Nonetheless         Even so

 She waited watching the front door all morning. Nevertheless/However/Yet/Nonetheless, nobody came out of the house.

 It’s raining. Even so, we must go out.

 

  • Emphasize with

in fact    indeed    as a matter of fact     actually 

 

He is quite wealthy. In fact, he is one of the richest men in the town.

 

I like cycling. As a matter of fact, it is my favorite sport.

 

Lewis is a highly talented f1 driver. Indeed, he has an extraordinary gift for driving fast cars.