A. “Upon the Burning of My House…,” by Anne Bradstreet
B. “Because I Could Not Stop For Death,” by Emily Dickinson
C. Things Fall Apart, by Chinua Achebe
D. The Declaration of Independence
E. “The Story of an Hour,” by Kate Chopin
F. “Speech to Virginia Convention,” by Patrick Henry
G. “Gettysburg Address,” Abraham Lincoln
H. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
I. “The Yellow Wallpaper,” Charlotte Perkins Gilmore
J. a selection from Stride Toward Freedom, Martin Luther King, Jr.
K. “Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God,” Johnathan Edwards
L. “Hope is the Thing With Feathers,” Emily Dickinson
Listen, old sport. There
was this girl who got away.
Help me get her back.
I took a strange ride.
The driver had a skull-head.
Destination: my grave!
God hates you! Look out!
You’re going to burn, burn, burn!
(But not me, of course!)
Hooray, my husband
got hit by a train! I’m free!
(Was that the doorbell?)
I’d like to hallow
this ground, but dead guys have done
it for all of us.
Darling, must you keep
me in this dreary, dull room
without a T.V.?
Yaa! I’m hungry now
But not for sweet potatoes—
You got any yams?
Are all of you guys
too chicken to stand and fight?
The British are jerks.
Life can be straight mean.
But I have a bird that lives
Right here in my soul.
Fighting works for now,
but violence defeats itself.
You can do better.