Discussion of the Friar’s Tale by Geoffrey Chaucer

The Friar speaks about the tax collector who goes around collecting money. He approaches a servant to collect taxes and they begin discussing their misdeeds. The servant is actually the devil and he gets away without paying. The Friar goes to collect taxes from a widow. The widow says that the devil should take the tax collector to hell. The devil obliges. When you consort with the devil he has everything he needs to use against you. Don’t think he won’t. Watch out who you talk to. Sometimes they have an ulterior motive.


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The pimp

He pimped her

He got what he needed

He tried to take her life but he took as much as he could

He took her money and her peace

He took her self respect

He slapped her in the face with abusive language

She took everything like it was the way to go

She still deals with pain you know

People think she was crazy and she was bad

But inside that house it was always sad

She didn’t tell anyone because they would use it against her

One of her friends found out and she would get put out

Only the angels could have saved her

From the depths of hell she was in

He gave her things but took away her soul

She paid him dearly and he pretended that he was always right

He even sent the goons but God had another plan

He would get justice very soon and everyone would know that he dug out her heart with a spoon

Discussion of Jonah’s Gourd Vine by Zora Neale Hurston

Jonah has a gift to preach, with that gift comes idolizing. Women are falling at his feet and Jonah picks them up even though his wife Lucy is at home. Lucy dies from heartbreak at 47. Before she dies she tells her daughter “Don’t you love nobody better ‘n you do yo’self. Do you’ll be dying before you time is out. (Hurston, 130)” How many women have heard that don’t love nobody more than you love yourself? I don’t think enough women have heard it. If they had so many wouldn’t be dying before their time. You either marry for love or money. When you marry for love you may end up as so many women do : loving someone who doesn’t love you. A man has to work for everything he has or he will take it for granted. Make sure you know your worth and all you may have to give up. Sometimes “It’s not your enemies that harm you all the time. (Hurton, 175).” Sometimes we set ourselves up.

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Discussion of Lost Daughters by Mary Monroe

Lost Daughters is about Maureen and her daughter Loretta. Maureen is trying to escape the tight grip of Mama Ruby and she loses the grip on her daughter. Loretta runs off with Maureen’s husband, Mel but she allows her to come home after Mel leaves her.

How many times do we forgive women? Do we forgive our mothers because they may not have known what they were doing wrong? Do we forgive our daughters because we may have forgotten to let go of our grip and they never became adults? Do we forgive our daughters for needing so much from us when we need them too?
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I asked for something

I asked for something so I wouldn’t cry anymore

I asked for something worth fighting for

Then you arrived and I didn’t understand what was happening

If all I had to do was ask I should have gotten it long ago but instead I was playing a losing hand

Then you disappeared and I knew what pain really was. God give it and take it away. Mostly I felt like things were taken away.

I’m thankful for the moments when I felt like nothing could go wrong.

I’m thankful but I still cry because why would I have it for a moment and then die everyday

Cause it’s gone but I still go on

Discussion of the Hand I Fan With by Tina McElroy Ansa

Lena was different and so was her man. She had been fanning everyone else all her life and now it was time for her to find someone to fan with. What if a ghost was the love of your life? Could you live with a spirit or do you need the real thing? Is it love if you can’t take him anywhere and no one would ever understand? If you saw a ghost and he talked to you would you run? If you saw a ghost and it kissed you would you faint? What if it’s a kiss to build a dream on?

I met my shadow

I met my shadow 13 years ago when my spirit was really low.

He could only find me when I was on his level.

I haven’t returned there for a few years but here I am with the tears.

He couldn’t stay long this time because I wasn’t going there.

He always ushers me out of the darkness even if that’s not his motive.

He pushes me to ask for more and to live a life that is full.

I thank him for that even if it comes with tears.

I wish everyone well so that they never have to meet their shadow.

Either you meet him and give away something physical or you don’t and you

lack in the spiritual.

I wish you didn’t have to go to that spiritual low, but when someone leaves

your life it is hard to remain high.

Maybe everyone has to go to that low but I wouldn’t dare choose so.

You could look someone else’s shadow in the face and watch them descend

into hell and then make the same mistake.

I can’t save you from your shadow, but I wish I could.

You watched my descent and you didn’t notice it was so deep so maybe you

thought it was the right place to go but if I could I would tell you no.

Your shadow gets paid in your pain but we all might do it again.

You knew that the shadow took something from me but it wasn’t enough for

you to see or comprehend.

You think I’m good because I’m well but everyone has a different hell.

I fear that yours won’t be long. I’ve missed you and they tried to tell you but

you have gone wrong. This is the swan song. I cry for you but it doesn’t

matter because you couldn’t stop yourself from what I went after.

Maybe they are always older because they are our mothers and fathers.

They teach us something we haven’t seen but in the end it is all mean.

But what does it all mean?

I see God

I was looking for purpose and sometimes I was lost.

I couldn’t be found.

I didn’t even see me around.

I looked for a reason for being.

I looked for a meaning.

I know that I didn’t put myself here because I gave up a long time ago.

I wonder how I made it and then I know.

God gave me a reason. God gave me time because I spent hours wondering why.

He gave me the hardest journey I could imagine.

It lasted longer than I could fathom

Or anyone else for that matter

And my heart fills with laughter.

Discussion of The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho

We are spiritual beings having an earthly experience. Santiago goes on a quest to find treasure. He was happy being a shepherd, but something was telling him to go find the treasure. Sometimes we are searching for happiness, but it is always inside of us. We may think we are looking for a destination, but we should be looking for the journey. It is not about the destination. It is about finding who you are and what is really important because everyone who is looking for a treasure outside of themselves is lost.