June 19

Convergence-Mini inquiry Poem

 

Convergence

I push, you pull

from start till finish

putting in the work

Yet you take the credit

I am calm and free spirited

You are brainy and stern

My love lies on weekends

where I can be myself

You are stuck on weekdays

forbidding your flaws to fly free

My effort may slack

but I know how to fix that

I am noticed but not seen

Using your skills to create mine

But you laugh from above knowing we’ll never be confined

from push to pull, we need each other

I am clueless without your clues,

 you help me find my way

As a team we learn, struggle and strengthen

As a tree will not grow without its roots,

for it will never be lengthened

So no rush

take your time

your rings will slowly grow

one year at a time

the bark on our skin is rough and rigid

 Like Yin and Yang

Slowly finding our

Balance

from weekend to weekday

we can stay, steadily

when we’re old and grey

as long as we don’t separate

 The poem “Convergence” written by Angelina Johnston touches upon the importance of a balance life . Her poem addresses the human condition, by acknowledging acts of individuals, and how one can influence another. She also mentions the importance of reliability on other people. Throughout Johnston’s poem, she was able to answer the inquiry question, “How does the influence of others impact our own lives?”Although the answer to the question is not clearly stated, it is clear the answer is shown throughout. Johnston uses clever metaphors to enforce the imagery in one’s mind. She also acknowledges the importance of the Yin Yang balance, creating a clever allusion in her poem. Johnston managed to write a compelling poem, thematically stating the importance of balance. She did well on her poem, and created a beautiful video. It is obvious she put in a lot of effort to create such an intriguing poem and video. I love the poem Convergence because, it can be related back to the film Dead Poet’s Society. I enjoy having the opportunity to make connections as I read. Over all, Johnston’s poem was a pleasure to read. I highly recommend this composition!

April 3

Whirligig Introductory Assignment

I don’t know where I stand or barley know who I am… I live in a repetitive world feeling like I’m living the same day over and over again. With high expectations and the pressure for success, I get anxious. “Life’s to short” my parents have always said, but I feel like I am wasting time. I live a life set on repeat. Wake up, eat, go to school, homework, eat then bed.

The stress came storming down once I built myself the reputation of good grades. Trying to maintain the good grades and still having a life outside of school is so difficult. When I receive my score on an assignment and I had not done as well as I had hoped, I feel stress. I set my personal expectations high, only to bring myself down when I do not reach my goal I had in mind. My parents push me to get good grades so I have a better chance in being exerted into a good university and live my best life. Of course they want me to succeed, but I know they won’t be mad at me if my grades are not perfect. I get stressed out because of my siblings, there is a lot of competition  between us for who gets the best grades or who’s most athletic.

Most teenagers think they’re not good enough, maybe they’re not the favourite in the family. We assume the worst until it becomes our new reality. When finally the stress, expectations and pressure becomes to much. If there is a way to leave my confused and upset mind even for a short amount of time some kids will take the risk. Just one smoke, drink or vape will do the trick. During the time they are using, they probably feel mind free and calm but once that feeling goes away it goes back to that lonesome feeling but this time worse knowing you know have one more secret to keep from your parents.

March 29

The Veldt Poem

Struggling in Silence

Silence seeks through the room, not a sound be heard

Other than the constant clicking noise of tapping on a screen.

Tap, swipe, drag, delete.

We are trapped in an antisocial technological world,

it may be hard to find your way out

But it only comes down to one decision.

 

Sure technology appears to be opening a lot of doors

for future generations,

But what about all the doors it has been closing.

 

How are we to be called human if we have no humanity?

no voice to say “hey”

not an ask about your day

As we all rather virtually play.

 

Not a smile on a face reading through texts,

tweets and comments.

The buzzing sound of the air conditioning blowing through the house.

We rather keep cool indoors

Than be shivered by the wind outside.

 

When a voice comes aloud

a little chirp of excitement

no enthusiasm in the voice saying

posted!

 

Nobody listens, or even acknowledges one another.

Reflections, expressions and first impressions,

Why would we talk when we can tweet?

 

Why imagine when google takes 0.47 seconds

To imagine for you.

We have made this our new reality

When nothing is real at all.

 

advise to you is to interact

with one another and disconnect,

You don’t have to though.

 

Sit back in your room on your phone,

it’s not my time you’re wasting

It’s yours.