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By doing the language narrative project, I achieved the writing standard 2.1 that is to write fictional or (auto) biographical narratives. In this project, I wrote several poems of different topics; I described different subjects and thoughts in each of them. I learned how to analyze these different thoughts together, and then gather them as a poem. I learned how to change specific things into general imagination. For example, I wrote in my poem Without Beginning Without Ending, “Love is the unripe apples on the tree.” Love is not a material object that can be touched or tasted; we can only feel it with our hearts. Thus, I imagined what love is like, and then used similar to connect my thought to a specific thing, so that people can see it clearly. If I am going to revise them some more times, I will use more modifies to enrich my sentences and make some combinations between realities and unrealities, therefore they can be better and touch people’s hearts more deeply.
This project shows my intellectual growth because it is the one which can represent myself most. For me, the poems are not just an assignment or homework, but my feelings and minds. If comparing with writing essays, writing poems is more freely and has fewer limits. Every time I write a poem, the lines are come from within; I always recall what I have done in my life, so that the poems could be more intimate to my own self. The poems contained either my thoughts in my formerly life or the feeling at the moment I wrote them. I wrote in one of my poems, “I am the daughter of the eagle, stretching my wings to be ready to fly freely in the sky!” This is what I used to hope; although it is impossible to become true in the real life, it still is an impetus that pushes me forward toward my dreams. After writing, I feel I have grown up, being more independent and having more perceptual knowledge of my surrounding world. Actually, I was in some parts of each of my poems; or, each of my poems is some parts of me.

Come and see my poems!

me, but not only a name

Maybe

Journey

Who am I?

Without beginning without ending

Gray smile


 

May 16, 2006