Use this space to post your "in-class" writing for Wedns.Two things: first, because of our Snow Day and because I made our Wednesday asynchronous and online, I will collect Writer's Notebooks for this week (2 February 2022) and next week (7 February 2022) on Wednesday, 9 February 2022.
Second: Read this short excerpt, available by clicking on this link, from the flash non-fiction collection In-Short. This is the same collection that last week's in-class writing "Around the Corner" came from. I highly recommend it. Read the excerpt entitled "Falling Stars". You are welcome to read the other one "Three Yards" but my focus is on "Falling Stars". For today's in-class writing, part of your Writer's Notebook, write for about 7 minutes about a best friendship. You might write about it as a memoir. You might write about it as fictional. It all depends on where you think you are going with your writing in our class. Whichever you choose, consider how you will write it as Young Adult. Keep in mind the characteristics of the genre we talked about in last week's class to think about things like voice, tone, character, perspective, conflict, etc. Enjoy! NOTE: As this is an asynchronous assignment, you need to have this and all of the other posts from this week completed by class time on Monday, 7 February 2022.
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Monique Santos
2/1/2022 12:39:44 pm
From the reading, “Girl” by Jamaica Kincaid, the author was clearly listing out if not all then many of the typical stereotypes and sexist comments girls are usually faced with, whether it is through subtle behavior or crude and more apparent gestures and sayings. The author went into detail on when and how to wash clothes, when and how to eat your food so you won’t disgust others, how to sew, how to not look like a slut, how to grow and take care of things, how to properly clean, how to smile and behave, especially around men. Overall, the theme of this story is how to behave like a girl and set a good reputation as a lady all while growing up in this society. When reading I noticed that it does not matter when it was set place because comments and expectations like these are still apparent to this day. Although I could not fully relate as times are slowly but surely changing, but I could relate to some, such as making sure to set a good impression as a woman.
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James Tickle
2/2/2022 10:43:20 am
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James Tickle
2/2/2022 10:45:45 am
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Matthew Marini
2/2/2022 11:08:19 am
The mall was desolate. When the town of Hanover announced that they would be closing the mall within the next two years, Owen and I of course took it seriously at the time. But for whatever reason, the reality that we would have to visit our favorite childhood location for the last time at some point never seemed to be approaching until it was too late. Today, me and Owen will be visiting for the final time. The feeling is more bitter then sweet, especially because his younger brother, Ryan, was unable to say goodbye with us. The three of us have been through so much. Hell, me and Owen got Baptized at the same church at the same time. So many of those memories took place in this very mall. As we walk, we reminisce over the good times in each spot. The time Ryan cut off a lady to get the last free sample at Auntie Anne’s, the time we road the rollercoaster simulator in the arcade, and so many more.
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James Tickle
2/2/2022 11:58:05 am
It’s not easy for me to make friends. My body and mind just won’t let me relax around other people. I’m always on guard, always peering around the next corner, always jumping at even the quietest of noises. Those things don’t lend themselves to being liked by other kids. Patrick is nice to me, he always been, but he’s nice to everybody. He invites me to hang out with him as often as he can, but it’s never just us. Every time Will, Flakes, or both of them are there. To their credit, they try to pull me in, but my guard never comes down. They crack jokes at each other’s expense and laugh so hard it makes my throat hurt. I get to see what real friendships look like while ending up as the quiet girl beside the boys who looks tired of their crap. I bring down their faces whenever they take the time to look at me. But Patrick never stops trying to bring me in. I don’t know why he isn’t sick of me. If I were him, I’d be sick of me.
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Monique Santos
2/2/2022 01:14:46 pm
As cliche as it may sound, Oliver and Hunter were best friends since they came out of their mother’s wombs, side by side in hospital rooms 201 and 202. They have been through all kinds of arguments and downfalls that have nearly ended their friendship. However, they have powered through it just like any other power friendship duo. Now and then when problems arise, Oliver questions if it will be the end but Hunter is there to prove Oliver wrong every time. This time was unlike any other, even more so than their other moments. It was the decision of college. Something they have both put a lot of thought into since it was something they were both very passionate about. Education meant a lot to both of them which was another defining factor of what made their friendship as strong and everlasting as it has been. Although, their career paths and desires were opposite. Opposite enough where their dream colleges were in different countries. While Oliver’s dream school is Oxford, England, to pursue his English degree, Hunter’s is New York University to pursue his Business degree. This time, in the midst of it all these life-changing decisions, as Oliver is distracted with his education, his career path, his new relationship, and more, Hunter’s attention is towards his friendship with Oliver and if their friendship will brace through these transformations.
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Gabby Curtin
2/2/2022 01:51:45 pm
I stare up at the night sky through what remains of the broken and crumbling ceiling. The stars are brighter here than at home. The town below is dark, so there's no light pollution to break up the shine from the stars.
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Alexa Delling
2/6/2022 02:49:18 pm
April was coming to an end and May was near. We rush to the New Hampshire house after our busy week at work. I pick Syd up and immediately sob at the stressful work week I had. She gets it. We went on to discuss how difficult it is working in a daycare during these times, in which we both suffered under during the spring semester. The sun is warm, but not too warm yet, almost like the two tiny front teeth growing in a baby’s mouth, breaking the surface but not quite yet through. I look around on the sixty degree day, sun beating down on the glistening lake water, Syd and a few of my other closest friends surround me. I feel at ease. I feel at home.
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Tyler Solomon
2/6/2022 08:07:13 pm
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Tyler Solomon
2/6/2022 10:19:49 pm
While Reading “Girl” by Jamaica Kincaid, it is another young adult story that revolves around what a woman is expected to do and how different things such as sow a button. This story primarily focuses on the responsibilities that a woman has. The author focused on the typical misogynistic and sexist comments that a woman can unfortunately sometimes go through. This story also focused on why it is important for a woman to dress appropriately because she is usually judged for her looks. It included the different responsibilities such setting the dinner table and ironing the clothing of family members. It showed how much of a challenge it can be.
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Tyler Solomon
2/6/2022 10:21:41 pm
When I first met Callista I knew she and I were going to click and be good friends. She was went to the boys and girls club. When I met her I noticed that she was interested in drawing and a quiet person. She had fair skin and wide blue eyes, and a frail figure, with long brunette har. I tried to have a conversation with her because she was different from everyone else in Masrshfield. Most Marshfield people are loud, self-centered, and extremely clicky. Callista was the opposite of them. When we talked, she opened up tio me about her life and it was extremely shocking to her how her other was abusive towards her and was a drug addict. Callista lived with her grandfather and I lived with my grandmother. We were able to connect with each other due to having difficult pasts. Then We were both in high school drifted apart since I was in the grade above Callista.
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