A Hero's Journey
The song in this is Glitter & Gold by Rebecca Ferguson
Some of the phrasing can be a bit awkward because of the limit on how much you could write, but you get the gist of it.
A room without books is like a body without a soul.
Friday, April 19, 2013
Thursday, April 4, 2013
ENG4U Module 8: The Alchemist and Mandalas
For Santiago's Mandala, I chose to represent all the characters he met on his way. Although this was a personal journey for Santiago, it wouldn't have been so enlightening had it not been for the important people he met, such as Melchizedek, Fatima, and of course, The Alchemist.
Clockwise from top left: Melchizedek, The Shopkeeper, The Englishman, Fatima, The Alchemist and The Coptic Monk.
For my Mandala, I also chose to represent the most important people in my life. Relationships, friendships and family is all extremely important to me.
Clockwise from top left: My mother, my father, a self-portrait of my sister, boxes of nerds to represent my self-proclaimed nerd of a best friend, Celine, my other best friend Alex at Zombie Walk (the first time we met) and a drawing a friend did to represent my relationship with my boyfriend, Nathan.
Clockwise from top left: Melchizedek, The Shopkeeper, The Englishman, Fatima, The Alchemist and The Coptic Monk.
For my Mandala, I also chose to represent the most important people in my life. Relationships, friendships and family is all extremely important to me.
Clockwise from top left: My mother, my father, a self-portrait of my sister, boxes of nerds to represent my self-proclaimed nerd of a best friend, Celine, my other best friend Alex at Zombie Walk (the first time we met) and a drawing a friend did to represent my relationship with my boyfriend, Nathan.
Friday, March 1, 2013
The Day I Met Death
The following poem is a response to Emily Dickinson's Because I Could Not Stop For Death. It ties in with her idea that death is a journey and we all will eventually meet him. I explore the thought of the journey to death, reflecting on your life and finally meeting death.
I chose the road less traveled
Dark and shrouded in mystery
It eventually will unravel
And show all my history
My adventure starts
With swing sets and slides
And papers showing that I was smart
And how I went against the tides
As I walked I saw
A couple holding hands
Kissing in pure awe
And laughing in the sands
I met him for the first time
As he lead my father away
I screamed that it's a crime
But he walked on without delay
I passed by a bride
Giggling in delight
As the knot is tied
And she embraces her shining knight
I came upon a house
Familiar to the eye
Children playing with your spouse
I couldn't help but to cry
And now the path is ending
I've seen all there is to see
I've seen all there is to see
I finally saw him waiting
Underneath a tree
He greets me with a smile
And lead me through a door
Those I lost stand single file
And greeted me once more
Saturday, February 16, 2013
"Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home." ~ Anna Quindlen
A good book can consume you into an entirely different world. They can transport you to other lands, make you befriend the characters and accept a foreign place into your heart. A good book becomes another home for you. This concept, the idea that a book is the journey and the destination is essential in good literature. A book is like a road trip, rather than a trip to the mall. When you go to the mall, you don’t care for the journey; you just want to get there. With a road trip, it’s all about the experiences you have on the way there – whatever your destination is, it’s just a bonus.
When I read a book, I want to lose myself in another world for a couple of hours. I want to meet new people and let them take me on this escapade. I want to learn about them, what they think, why they do things and what happens to them. I want to become a part of the story myself. A good piece of literature will make you feel more at home than anything else, all while exciting you. We all love finding out the ending to a story – but what is the point if you don’t hear the story first?

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