Monday
Creative Writing
Where I'm From Poem:
5 Senses
Feels like: hot towels fresh from the dryer
Smells like: burning wood in the cool night time air
Tastes like: sweet potato in my mouth
Sounds like: the birds chirping at 5 in the morning
Looks like: mountains and mountains of forest in your backyard
5 Word Poem
Where I'm from morning dew turns grass to crunchy green icicles
Where I'm from smells of dirt and fauna from the forests sheddings
Where I'm from, the air tastes sweet and fresh
Where I'm from is surrounded by the sound of childrens laughter
Where I'm from, the front step is muddy from visitors
Where I'm going, I don't know
Second Poem
I am Samoan-Maori and proud
I wonder what my grandfather was like
I hear the kettle boiling
I see my family working to cook up a storm
I want to know the Samoan language
I am Samoan-Maori and proud
I pretend to understand when people speak to me in native tongue
I feel uneasy not knowing enough of my culture
I touch the rough material of the falas
I worry about my lack of cultural knowledge
I fear about not being able to pass it onto my children
But I am Samoan-Maori and proud
I understand to respect my elders
I say talofa and tulou, to be polite
I dream of going to Samoa
I try to understand the fa'asamoa ways
I hope to fully understand one day
I am Samoan-Maori and proud
Questions
If you could tell a story, what would it be?
A story of a samoan girl who was brought up in a culturally deprived environment - no knowledge of her history, ancestors, family, language etc. Attended a predominantly white/asian high school. When she leaves school gets the opportunity to meet her extended family and the opportunity to work with people of her own culture, she finally realises what she has been missing out on.
Thursday
Creative Writing
Metaphors
Subject (untangible
+
Object (tangible)
+
Action
eg.
Joy + Cup + ?
Emotions paired with Objects
- Depression + Book
- In love + Ocean
- Happiness + Cup of tea
- Sad + Ink
- Bored + Wind/breeze
Own metaphor:
- The depression engulfs me as if flipping through a boring book
- My love is as vast as the ocean
- My happiness was as fufiling as a hot cup of tea on a rainy day
Found Poetry Exercise
The Struggle is real task
- Rip out words from newspaper articles
- Relate to struggle
- Create a 'found poem'
- Using environment around you
- Pulling words
- Books, magazines
Our initial sentences:
- A supersonic bloodhound living the dreak in a pure filthy supermarket playing lotto with power blasts
- Complex sale looms as pot properties causes mania in Onehunga
- A big statement when good buys become goodbyes
-Savage new prices
-The struggle is obsessed with power
- Death notices down and dirty
- Electric rubber in the world, numbers and colours hurry limited
- Used kuga charmed by sexy four - door. The struggle is real
- 2014 is a struggle. Yeah the struggle is real!!!
Actual poem:
'The Struggle is real'
The struggle is down and dirty
The struggle is the ultimate death notice when living the dream
The struggle is when good buys become goodbyes
'The struggle is real'
Class response: There were five people in my group, we all ripped out words and put them into a poem by working as a team. It was an alright exercise. I found the metaphors very hard to work with because I'm not very strong with words, like explaining things or getting my point across clearly let alone being creative with words. It was a good challenge though.
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