Blog Post 11: You down with the IOC? Yeah, you know me!

Here's my recording for the IOC.

Grading:
Criterion A:5
I could have talked more about the context of the passage in my commentary, but with everything I said, I supported almost everything with direct quotes from the passage.

Criterion B: 6
I would say that this is too high because I'm not exactly the best grader, but I feel like I talked mainly about meaning through the language the Shakespeare gives, and what the effects are.

Criterion C: 4
I worked really hard to try to make it sound coherent, but I did fumble over my words sometimes.  I also mixed up the character's names because they were all so similar (Macbeth, Macduff, and Malcolm.)  I also think I would be docked off for time, since I am a little under.

Criterion D: 3
I felt that my language was okay and that I was okay at explaining my points, but I don't feel like it was great.  My grammar was okay as well, but I didn't use such sophisticated language as some of my peers did.

Things for the future:
I think next time, which is the last a final time, I will be able to milk those last couple of minutes because I have no issue of talking about stuff I know about.  However, I could look at more literary lenses and what they help develop because I feel like I was lacking in those departments.  I also wish I added more, but in my passage, I just couldn't find anything else.  Tough luck.


This is my passage:

Malcolm: Macduff, this noble passion,
Child of integrity, hath from my soul
Wiped the black scruples, reconciled my thoughts
To thy good truth and honour.  Devilish Macbeth
5) By many of these trains hath sought to win me
Into his power, and modest wisdom plucks me
From over-credulous haste: but God above
Deal between thee and me! for even now
I put myself to thy direction, and
10) Unspeak mine own detraction, here abjure
The taints and blames I laid upon myself,
For strangers to my nature.  I am yet
Unknown to woman, never was forsworn,
Scarcely have coveted what was mine own,
15) At no time broke my faith, would not betray
The devil to his fellow and delight
No less in truth than life: my first false speaking
Was this upon myself: what I am truly,
Is thine and my poor country's to command:
20) Whither indeed, before thy here-approach,
Old Siward, with ten thousand warlike men,
Already at a point, was setting forth.
Now we'll together; and the chance of goodness
Be like our warranted quarrel!  Why are you silent?

Macduff: Such welcome and unwelcome things at once
'Tis hard to reconcile.

Enter a doctor

Malcolm: Well; more anon.--Comes the king forth, I pray you?

Doctor: Ay, sir; there are a crew of wretched souls
30)That stay his cure: their malady convinces
The great assay of art; but at his touch--
Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand--
They presently amend.

Malcolm: I thank you, doctor.

35) Exit Doctor