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When Daniel was asked again to return, he didn’t think about it, just
accepted. He even felt proud that among all the experts on the matter, he was
the one who received a summon request letter. But now he was just a fool in
his wooden coffin, traveling to his grave. A selfish doctor who wanted money
and fame, not to risk his life, though. Even this kid had more courage than him,
accepting his fate, and working for his family. And where was Daniel’s family?
Critical Reflection I started making things that people didn’t understand more evident. For example, if people thought that there were multiple passengers, I made it clear how there is only Daniel and the kid, who is also the driver. I tried to add more detail to characters and places in both stories.
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I sit at my desk, working
For something to help me acquire
Worth,
Searching for what is inside.
But then I look outside.
Like following the world’s song,
Trees move in a meaningless dance.
Why would I search sense,
In something as precious and useless
As life.
Critical Reflection I tried to create my poem Between using the three act model, first an introduction to the situation, after the main problem of the protagonist and then a resolution to that conflict. Also, using a lot of break sentences and focusing readers attention to the end word of each verse, putting in them more meaning and using strategic words (“In my hand, is a pencil lying, craving”). There are multiple poems from which I obtained inspiration. Alligator poems showed me the power of revelation, of using memories as a way of reflecting about the world. Dulce Et Decorum Est, also centering itself in a specific moment in time, and using really crude imagery.
Fragment Do you really remember when you started playing Robert? When you and your mother had to eat bland rice everyday, when the only piano you had to practice on was the untuned old one in the station. Me finding you meant fame and fortune for you. If you want to go back to those times, that’s fine. Just tell me. I will buy some bags of rice for you and your mother and leave them in your mailbox. What do you say?
Critical Reflection I started making things that people didn’t understand more evident. For example, if people thought that there were multiple passengers, I made it clear how there is only Daniel and the kid, who is also the driver. I tried to add more detail to characters and places in both stories.
Fragment I remembered perfectly how he confronted me at the same time a teacher walked next to us. This old man, with gray hair, tiny glasses and a white shirt, just looked at him pushing me and went away, without saying anything.
Critical Reflection My main challenge was writing CNF. It felt like showing the wonders of life, how day to day events can be as powerful as not real stories. This is complicated, in the first place because I don’t usually read this kind of text, and also because it not only requires creativity but also a great knowledge of storytelling. Is telling others an already written story in a way that is not only similar but also more interesting.