The crusted bleached soil crunched and creaked for every pace
The gnawing chill crystallizes all in its bleak path
Up high;
Luminescent orbs of shifting flamboyant light danced across the silver skyline
You could join, you must join
Reach the light
Getting off the ground is easy
Grasp the light
Achieving to the Top is the challenge
adopt the light







                                               and for added (or diminished) affect ........

I keep things bottled up
Its a battle to let things out
Want to talk about me? please dont
Mom, Dad, Brother, Sister im sorry
This year I started telling my story:
Friends weren't close
never let anyone be racist
I used to keep things bottled up
Now I've smashed that bottle

Speaker: victim of bulying   
Audience: You   
Message: Bullying is rough, it makes a kid sad, scared and worst of all self concious. Being bullied also affects the way you express yourself which is apparent because you can easily tell this poem is from the point of vue of a victim of bullying without any actual refferance to bullies or being bullied.

Digital Chapter Boiiiiii

In this particular rendition of the alternate ending of the chrysalids that I co-created (shocking i know, looks almost too legit.) I decided to pick up immediately where the story left off. So the setting is still in a fish shaped aircraft in which Rosalind, David, the Sealand lady and Petra are all aboard. The story ends by Rosalind saying "it is" which seemed to me like a peculiar way to end a novel, so I decided that rosalind was not yet done what she was going to say when she took an arrow to the knee... I mean throat. This is also a demonstration of one of the main motifs in the story which is indoubtedly death. Which happens so often in the litterary adventure that I felt the need to have 2 people die :) . Furthermore since it was implied multiple times during the story that david and rosalind had feelings for each other i felt it was almost a crime  to end the novel without any character outwardly confessing there love and leaving us with a brutal cliffhanger. Thus cementing the need to add the cheezy hollywood ending.

ps: Spiderman was not harmed in the making of this comic

JOSEPH STRORM

In the novel The Chrysalids by John Wyndham the Antagonist of the story, Joseph Strorm, the father of Petra and David, is a very deep and complex character. Although loved by his family and greatly respected by the community of Waknuk the  author demonstrates that Joseph adopts a rather harsh orthodox manner of parenting his children. As example in the story Joseph is shown to be a harsh disciplinarian (p51-52) when it is evident that he beat David in order for his son to tell them the whereabouts of Sophie Wender. Another characteristic of Joseph is he is very hot as well as quick tempered, (p26) when David mentions that he could've tied the rag to his bleeding hand if he'd had another hand his father appears to almost instantly snap, "You - my own son - were calling upon the devil to give you another hand!". Intolerance is also a very present attribute in Joseph Strorm as he seems content to destroy anything that he and his religion considers different (p19) "As the sun rose we would sing a hymn while my father(Joseph) ceremonially slaughtered the two-headed calf, four-legged chicken or whatever other kind of offence it happened to be."

                                                                                

Joseph in many ways enhances the Intolerance and fear that is abundant amongst the people of waknuk, his views are very rigid and inflexible as well as his rules very strict. 

Shakespearean Love Poem

Love Line: Oh how I wish'ed thee was they glistening balm upon thy soft lips


Literary Device: Simile


Literary restraint: no use of the letter "A" in the poem


Poem: Oh how i wish'ed to forever be bound to thee
          through undowst'ble fiery love
          through the deep pit of endless sorrow
          to forever be bound to
          thy soft glistening eyes like current to thy river
          cupids bow doth cripple violently in judgement
          to forever be bound to thee by self poisoning

 

       

Apology letter

100 Pleasant street

Creek Falls, Ca

To whom it may concern,

                                         This letter is a letter to be written on white and not coloured paper as it is a letter of genuine and sincere apology. I would like to first apologize for my immature and foolish actions. Surely a woman of seventy-one years should have known better. I regret my selfish and rude behaviour and now wish that something other than the vandalism of my prise roses could have shown me that mailing anonymous letters with something I wouldn’t dare say in person was inappropriate and rude. Furthermore I would like to also apologize for any pain I may have caused in the receiving or sharing of these letters. I would now like to announce that I am officially through with mailing anonymous letters to my fellow neighbours, and that mockery is now behind me.

Sincerely, Mrs Adela Strangeworth 

Earliest Memory

The earliest memory that i can remember would probably have to be in the summer of 2000 when me and my family where on our way up to our cabin in the gulf islands. I was three years old, and had a bit of a lisp at the time. Sitting in the steaming hot car was starting to get to me, and my siblings thought it would be the perfect oppurtunity to tease me. I wasnt able to pronounce my 'th's so they would ask me how old i was.
"I'm free" I said,
"Free from what?" said my brother. This continued for a while, desperately trying to explaion to him that i meant my age and not that I had achieved freedom, until i realised that he was only playing with me. Not the most exciting memory I admit. but it happens to be my earliest.