Midterm Exam Instructions

Midterm Exam

Our midterm examination will take place in Moodle, so, here is what you need to know:


Time: The exam will open first thing Monday morning, Feb. 26 and remain available for you to take until Midnight of Friday on Mar. 2.


Access:

  1. 1. To access the exam you will enter Moodle, log in, and locate our course.

  2. 2. In our course, scroll down to find the Midterm Exam

  3. 3. Note that the exam is timed, once you begin it you will have 50 minutes to complete it.

  4. 4. When you click on the exam you will be asked to provide a password. The password will be posted to the blog site (whynotcomicbooks.com) at midnight on Feb. 23 when the exam becomes available

  5. 5. In case you miss it here, the password is: SHAZAM (case sensitive, make sure to write it in all caps)

  6. 6. Once you enter the password you will have a small sample reading to read over.


Instructions for Taking Exam:

  1. Read the following sample

  2. Once you have read over it you will write a TWO paragraph response.

  3. One paragraph should be you summarizing the small sample readings

  4. One paragraph should be you analyzing the reading for deeper meaning either choosing something like: purpose, audience, or stance (pick one and analyze).

  5. You should QUOTE from the text ONE time.

  6. When you are done, if time allows, look over and revise your paper before submitting it.

  7. Submit your paper.

Please keep in mind that this is a serious exam and designed to see where you are in the process of both reading and writing. We will discuss the exams together one on one, you will be given feedback on it from me. Effort counts.


READING

FOUR MILES ACROSS a placid stretch of water from where I live in Scotland is RNAD Coulport, home of the UK’s Trident-missile-armed nuclear submarine force. Here, I’ve been told, enough firepower is stored in underground bunkers to annihilate the human population of our planet fifty times over. One day, when Earth is ambushed in Hyperspace by fifty Evil Duplicate Earths, this megadestructive capability may, ironically, save us all—but until then, it seems extravagant, somehow emblematic of the accelerated, digital hypersimulation we’ve all come to inhabit.

At night, the inverted reflection of the submarine dockyards looks like a red, mailed fist, rippling on a flag made of waves. A couple of miles of winding road from here is where my dad was arrested during the antinuclear protest marches of the sixties.

He was a working-class World War II veteran who’d swapped his bayonet for a Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament badge and became a pacifist “Spy for Peace” in the Committee of 100. Already the world of my childhood was one of proliferating Cold War acronyms and code names.

And the Bomb, always the Bomb, a grim and looming, raincoated lodger, liable to go off at any minute, killing everybody and everything. His bastard minstrels were gloomy existentialist folkies whining horn-rimmed dirges about the “Hard Rain” and the “All on That Day” while I trembled in the corner, awaiting bony-fingered judgment and the extinction of all terrestrial life. Accompanying imagery was provided by the radical antiwar samizdat zines my dad brought home from political bookstores on High Street. Typically, the passionate pacifist manifestoes within were illustrated with gruesome hand-drawn images of how the world might look after a spirited thermonuclear missile exchange. The creators of these enthusiastically rendered carrion landscapes never overlooked any opportunity to depict shattered, obliterated skeletons contorted against blazing horizons of nuked and blackened urban devastation. If the artist could find space in his composition for a macabre, eight-hundred-foot-tall Grim Reaper astride a flayed horror horse, sowing missiles like grain across the snaggle-toothed, half-melted skyline, all the better.

Like visions of Heaven and Hell on a medieval triptych, the postatomic wastelands of my dad’s mags sat side by side with the exotic, triple-sunned vistas that graced the covers of my mum’s beloved science fiction paperbacks. Digest-sized windows onto shiny futurity, they offered android amazons in chrome monokinis chasing marooned spacemen beneath the pearlescent skies of impossible alien worlds. Robots burdened with souls lurched through Day-Glo jungles or strode the moving steel walkways of cities designed by Le Corbusier, Frank Lloyd Wright, and LSD. The titles evoked Surrealist poetry: The Day It Rained Forever, The Man Who Fell to Earth, The Silver Locusts, Flowers for Algernon, “A Rose for Ecclesiastes,” Barefoot in the Head.

On television, images of pioneering astronauts vied with bleak scenes from Hiroshima and Vietnam: It was an all-or-nothing choice between the A-Bomb and the Spaceship. I had already picked sides, but the Cold War tension between Apocalypse and Utopia was becoming almost unbearable. And then the superheroes rained down across the Atlantic, in a dazzling prism-light of heraldic jumpsuits, bringing new ways to see and hear and think about everything.

The first comic shop in the UK—The Yankee Book Store—opened in Paisley, home of the pattern, just outside Glasgow in the years after the war. With a keen sense of ironic symmetry, the comics arrived as ballast alongside the US service personnel whose missiles threatened my very existence. As early R&B and rock ’n’ roll records sailed into Liverpool to inspire the Mersey generation of musicians, so American comics hit in the west of Scotland, courtesy of the military-industrial complex, to inflame the imaginations and change the lives of kids like me.

The superheroes laughed at the Atom Bomb. Superman could walk on the surface of the sun and barely register a tan. The Hulk’s adventures were only just beginning in those fragile hours after a Gamma Bomb test went wrong in the face of his alter ego, Bruce Banner. In the shadow of cosmic destroyers like Anti-Matter Man or Galactus, “the all-powerful Bomb seemed provincial in scale. I’d found my way into a separate universe tucked inside our own, a place where dramas spanning decades and galaxies were played out across the second dimension of newsprint pages. Here men, women, and noble monsters dressed in flags and struck from shadows to make the world a better place. My own world felt better already. I was beginning to understand something that gave me power over my fears.

Before it was a Bomb, the Bomb was an Idea. Superman, however, was a Faster, Stronger, Better Idea.

It’s not that I needed Superman to be “real,” I just needed him to be more real than the Idea of the Bomb that ravaged my dreams. I needn’t have worried; Superman is so indefatigable a product of the human imagination, such a perfectly designed emblem of our highest, kindest, wisest, toughest selves, that my Idea of the Bomb had no defense against him. In Superman and his fellow superheroes, modern human beings had brought into being ideas that were invulnerable to all harm, immune to deconstruction, built to outsmart diabolical masterminds, made to confront pure Evil and, somehow, against the odds, to always win.”

Works Cited

Morrison, Grant. Supergods: What Masked Vigilantes, Miraculous Mutants, and a Sun God From Smallville Can Teach Us About Being Human. Spiegel & Grau, 2011. pp. 10-14.

 

 

Essay 2 Due tonight- Here is What to Do and Copy of your Checklist

Your Checklist: Essay 2 Checklist

 


Reminder that you need to post your Essay 2 Rough Draft to Moodle before 11:59 PM tonight (Feb. 23).

Here is where and how:

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Locate the “Submission Forum”

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CLICK on “Essay 1 Submission Forum”

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CLICK on the “Add submission” button

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CLICK on the ARROW for adding files and a pop-up box (below) will appear

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Choose your Essay and upload it, you will be returned Submission Status screen and should see your submission listed and time stamp connected to it.

Making an Appointment at the Writing Center

As part of our writing process now I want you, between your Peer Review (Mon. or Tues) to revise and then seek edition feedback via our University Writing Center located in GTK in room 228.

You will need to accomplish this between our class peer review and when the rough draft is due to me on Friday (end of the week). So, between Mon./Tues. and Friday.

Basic information about the writing center, including the link we will take a look at that you will use to register and make your appointment can be found here.


What I want to do now is have you see how to set up an account and make an appointment for the writing center.

Let’s start by going to the online link found here.

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This is the page you should find yourself on once you’ve opened the link.

You’ll want to locate the log in box on the left and click on the “Register for an account” at the top in blue. This will bring up a registration box you will need to fill out (what is on the right in image above).

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When you are done, hit register and you should see yourself back at the login screen (see below).

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Now, you will want to log in using the information you registered and it should take you to a calendar of dates of the week and names of Writing Center Tutors (see below).

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Look for a “white” open 30 min. time slot that works for you to go to the writing center (ideally) or get online help (if you cannot go in person) and select that white square and the following (see below) will appear in a separate box:

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You will need to fill out information about the assignment itself (they will have some information on their end to help you), what you need or want help with, and other information. Most of that information can be found in our original assignment sheet for Essay 2, located here.

Essay 2 – Peer Review

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For this essay you want to look closely at the following:

  1. Is there strong thesis statement, one that clearly indicates that this is an analytical essay

  2. Is there a good summary? Can you clearly understand what the comic book in question was about?

  3. Is there a strong analysis? Is the analysis going deeper into understanding the comic book? Is it and the summary in balance?

  4. Is there, following the analysis, an evaluation or judgment of the comic book based on a spelled out criteria.

– Check also for grammar and other proofing errors as well.

– Provide any constructive feedback you may wish to impart.