AOI:
Human Ingenuity
Unit Question:
What is progress?
Brainstorm:
The visualization above is a screencast of me drawing in Art Rage. Check out my original poem here.
Last week in XHR, we did an activity that involves the whole grade. After watching the video I embedded below, we discussed more deeply about what values mean and what our values are. We went out to the grade 8 piazza and form multiple horizontal lines. Each of us were given a blindfold and we have to wear it for the rest of the activity. Then Ms.Kim started asking us different questions and if the answer is yes, we have to take one step forward.
Through this activity, I learn that different people value different things. Our experiences determine the thing that we value. And we are all different in many ways, some of us might have experienced hard times and maybe some is even suffering right now. This activity also helps me realize that we shouldn’t judge people easily and also try to look from different point of views. Maybe by this we all would be able to understand each other a bit more.
“Never Close Our Eyes”
Adam Lambert
It’s so hard to think this could fade away
But what goes up must come down
Why can’t we just live life with no consequence
And always live in the now
Forget about the sunrise
Fight the sleep in your eyes
I don’t wanna miss a second with you
Let’s stay this way forever
It’s only getting better if we want it to
You know that I wish that this night would never be over
There’s plenty of time to sleep when we die
So let’s just stay awake until we grow older
If I had my way we’d never close our eyes, our eyes, never
Oooooooooooo, yeahhhhhh, ooooooooo, yeaaahhhhhh
You know that I wish that this night would never be over
There’s plenty of time to sleep when we die
So let’s just stay awake until we grow older
If I had my way we’d never close our eyes, our eyes, never
This is the rough draft of my poem called “Gone”.
Gone
What once was here
In front of my eyes
Come and go, year by year
But smaller and smaller in size
Things weren’t as precious anymore
And soon was forgotten
Thrown right on the floor
Left, unseen, and rotten
It wasn’t as important, not necessary
Alone, by myself without love.
But being strong is heavy
Flying all by myself, different from a dove.
This is full of strife
But it’s how you live this life
The poem that I chose to be my mentor text is a poem called “How Great My Grief” written by Thomas Hardy. Personally, I really like the form of the poem itself; a triolet. I think I find the repitition of this type of poem very interesting and nice to read which is why I decided to also write my own poem in this form.
How Great My Grief
By: Thomas Hardy
How great my grief, my joys how few,
Since first it was my fate to know thee!
Have the slow years not brought to view
How great my grief, my joys how few,
Nor memory shaped old times anew,
Nor loving-kindness helped to show thee
How great my grief, my joys how few,
Since first it was my fate to know thee?
And here is the poem that I’ve wrote called Rainfall.
Rainfall
By: Sherry Novanka Tania
When the raindrops fall
The cold wind blows.
She holds it tight; her baby-doll.
When the raindrops fall
She watches out the window
Watching the water flow
When the raindrops fall
The cold wind blows.
Poem about Change
By: Sherry Novanka Tania
One by one, boxes were moved.
One by one, memories removed.
I stood, watching, and reminisce,
Saying goodbye to what I’ll truly miss.