War+on+Terror+II+-+Block+E

=**“Dear Mr. President” by Pink **=


 * Group member: Dana Shin**

-(imovie) interview with the songwriter -(imovie) play the song -class discussion -key notes
 * Teaching Techniques:**

The main objective in playing the song, "Dear Mr. President," is to show how the citizens responded to the government rule and the atmosphere of America during the time the song was written.
 * Teaching Objective**

i. Show a short video about the background information that led to such strong anti-war sentiments. (2-3min)
 * Introduction**

i. Play the song (4min 35sec) ii. Interview with the song writer (6min) a. provide basic introduction to the singer b. interpret the meanings of the song c. I will act as if I am the singer, Pink. The Interviewer will not appear, but will have subtitles to show the questions.
 * Main Lesson**

i. Wrap up the main points learned in class (4min) a. briefly go over the main points b. ask the class about their opinions about the song c. ask three questions and give rewards to the winner.
 * Conclusion**


 * [LYRICS]**
 * "Dear Mr. President"**

Dear Mr. President, Come take a walk with me. Let's pretend we're just two people and You're not better than me. I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street? Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep? What do you feel when you look in the mirror? Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high? Can you even look me in the eye And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President, Were you a lonely boy? Are you a lonely boy? Are you a lonely boy? How can you say No child is left behind? We're not dumb and we're not blind. They're all sitting in your cells While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away? And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay? I can only imagine what the first lady has to say You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high? Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work Minimum wage with a baby on the way Let me tell you 'bout hard work Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away Let me tell you 'bout hard work Building a bed out of a cardboard box Let me tell you 'bout hard work Hard work Hard work You don't know nothing 'bout hard work Hard work Hard work Oh

How do you sleep at night? How do you walk with your head held high? Dear Mr. President, You'd never take a walk with me. Would you?