Thursday, 6 June 2013

English Poem

Mosaic



       This is a small video that I made showing the process of me making my poem public. Since my poem was about mosaic, I thought that I should go ahead and get people to write a small piece of my poem for me. And that is exactly what I did. I went around my neighborhood asking people to write a small phrase for my poem. It was a difficult task, well at least for me. There were many who were nice enough to help me and some even complimented on my poem, but I was also rejected many times which was pretty disappointing. What really surprised me was that almost a third of people that I asked weren't able to speak English. Anyways, it took a lot of time to complete my poem and in the end I had asked over 70 people! 40 of them were friendly enough to help me complete the poem. It was very tiring, but I enjoyed watching people smile when they read my poem. Now go ahead and watch the video if you haven't already :)

Mosaic

Sitting under the sunlit window,
The air dry and musty, filled with dust
That decorates the room with white
I was torn relentlessly from my surroundings
Onto a stretch of an unfamiliar surface
Crowded with others similar to my own,
Yet each having their own colors and shapes
And their own stories to tell,
I stand in between them in awe,
Loneliness striking me with fear
That I would never be able to go back,
Hopelessly, I gaze ahead across the horizon
Only to see more and more joining the group,
I realize then, that this is my new home

We are hung behind the ropes
Where we are visited by many eyes
Filled with joy and excitement
Accompanied by their undying smiles,
Eager to hear the stories,
Told by each and one of us

-P.K.

Saturday, 27 April 2013

Lord of the Flies Found Poem

Orphan



Full Text

Orphan
Go away…
We don’t want you…
You’re no good…
You can’t come…

What are we?
Humans?  Or animals? Or Savages?
Alone, without any grownups
We suffer untold terrors in the dark
Silent except for the sounds of Nightmare
Huddling together for comfort
Littluns crying for their mothers

We’ll never be rescued
We’ll be like animals
Frightened of people

We’ll live on our own
In the darkest hole
Eating and playing
Like a crowd of kids



Pages used: 20,23,24,33,38,50,59,84,91-92.117,119,158,197
Tools used: Flash player 8, Guitar pro 6, Recorder

Sunday, 3 March 2013

Three Day Road: Entry 9



It has been an exciting journey through the novel Three Day Road. Over the past few weeks, reading this book made me realize that our lives are short and that anything could happen at any moment that could change our lives. It made me think, "what will I do once I grow up?" Although I do not have the answer to it yet, eventually as I progress through my years in high school, I hope to find something that will be meaningful to me. Reading this novel has been a lot of fun and I think everyone should try it out.

Wednesday, 27 February 2013

Three Day Road: Entry 8



The war is still progressing and there is no sign of either side giving up. The soldiers are starting to lose hope of ever being able to going back home again. Xavier is in world of pain, he has seen too many of his friends die from the enemy snipers and is starting to go mad himself. His closest friend Elijah is being devoured hungrily everyday by the deadly morphine. It seems the war has changed everyone, I myself can barely recognize any of them because they have all gone mad. What will happen to Xavier and Elijah and the rest of the soldiers. Will they be able to survive and go back home?

Monday, 25 February 2013

Three Day Road: Entry 7


The Cree back then seems to have been in dire conditions. During the winter, where food were scarce, hunters ventured out into the woods with their family in order to find food to feed their young ones. But because most animals hibernate during winter, hunters would often fail to find food and there were times where cannibalism occurred. The people who ate human flesh were referred to as "windigo" by the Cree and were killed as soon as they were discovered. Going as far as eating your companion... life must have been very difficult back then for the Cree. What would you do if you were in a similar situation?

Friday, 22 February 2013

Three Day Road: Entry 6


During WWI, many of the aboriginal people participated in the war along with the Canadian soldiers. This created language problems between the aboriginals and the English speaking Canadians because not many of the aboriginals were capable of speaking English. The lack of communication between the two might have reduced the efficiency of teamwork and might have lead to unecessary death among the soldiers. So my question is, how does the language barrier that exists in our society today affect us? There are many people of different backgrounds living in Canada and large number of them are not able communicate through English. So what can we do to reduce the language barrier that put us into separate language groups?

Tuesday, 19 February 2013

Three Day Road: Entry 5


Drug seems to play an important role in this novel because it is used frequently among the characters. Every time someone is injured or just isn't in the mood, drug seems to be the first thing they rely on. Even the main characters, Xavier and Elijah who were disgusted by the use of the drug morphine, ended up becoming addicted to it. It makes me wonder, were there drug abuses among the soldiers during WWI? And sometimes, I wonder what kind of feelings are associated with drugs. Does it make you feel good? If so what does it feel like. But I guess I shouldn't get too curious ha ha. Like they say, some things are better left unknown.