Honest Iago?

Although supposedly Othello's inferior, Iago is certainly the villain and antagonist of the play. With his splenetic personality, Iago tries to seek revenge upon Othello for not promoting his position in ranks. In a very furtive way, he proves his dissident to his military leader. Iago cleverly schemed against his eclectic Moorish leader.

In the end, Iago expediently manipulates Othello to murder his wife. In his fastidious plan, Iago makes sure that nothing goes wrong. He goes through several people such as Emilia, Roderigo, and Cassio in order to execute his plan. Several people had to die in the process, and the outcome was pernicious.

Before we even began reading Othello, Mrs. Abrams asked if it is a worse crime to suborn someone or actually commit the crime yourself. I believe it is worse to convince someone to commit a crime, and Iago is certainly guilty of this.

Desdemona

Desdemona is a beautiful, yet certainly jejune in her actions. The play starts off with Desdemona marrying the general of the Venetian army, Othello. Even though this may sound hackneyed, I felt as though Desdemona and Othello had a "Romeo and Juliet" type of love. Except instead of sneaking Othello down from the parapet of her bedroom at night, the entire city knew. Their interracial love was forbidden in the homogeneous Venice. It was as though Desdemona had transgressed a powerful social law.

Although Desdemona had eschewed having premarital sex, the question arises as to whether they ever consummated their marriage throughout the play. Different points in the play contradict each other, leading the answer to be ostensible.

La Classe della Signora Borghi

There is no group of kids that I love more than my Italian class, or "la famiglia." Although it's the same group of 15 kids, with the same teacher, for three years, each day brings about new surprises.

Borghi's Honors Italian III class is the Mecca for students who truly want to learn the Italian language. However, although each student is erudite, the class can sometimes get out of hand. With a close-knit group of kids always comes laughter and surprises.

Through our Italian dialogues and "skits," we are sure to accentuate each other's foibles. Whether it's ridiculing silly Chelsea's ingenuity or teasing her about her hair color, we are always poking fun at one another. Everyone in the class has gained a strong resilience; seldom is one piqued by the jokes. This whole concept sound rude but it is always done out of love. There is no group of kids that I love more than the Italian family.