I've just finished a book called 'The Perks of being a Wallflower' by Stephen Chbosky. The book is set out differently to normal books, and is basically a series of letters written to someone only known to be 'friend' from a person with the alias of 'Charlie' who heard about this 'friend' from some of the girls at his school. Charlie begins his freshman year of high school a bit distraught because of the death of his only good friend Michael, who committed suicide several months before. He does not feel that he can lean on his parents or older siblings for support, because they never truly understand him like Michael used to. Charlie also explains that the only other person from his family he ever felt close to was his Aunt Helen, but she was killed in a car accident on his seventh birthday.
Charlie soon makes friends with two seniors, Sam, and her step-brother Patrick. Throughout the story, Sam, Patrick, and Charlie's English teacher Bill introduce him to many new experiences and the letters he writes show his growth. During this time a lot of different things happen ranging from school, to family, to dating issues all of which are documented in his letters. The further along you read in the story, the more is revealed explaining Charlie's current situation, and his past, all of which revolves around the fact that he is the kind of person known to be a 'Wallflower' (someone who prefers to watch life, rather than actively participate in it).
I love the book, and although it's kind of sick and disturbing and inappropriate at parts, it's still good :)
Tuesday, 18 September 2012
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Homework Post 19: Poem
(A Sonnet, I wrote this before I read that thing you said to someone who asked what type of poem we should write. And I liked it so I'm not going to change)
Mirrors
Able to make imperfections enhance
coming away happy is unlikely.
Never quite the same upon second glance
it will make you rethink its loyalty.
Indirectly, the reflections murder
by manipulating society.
Teasingly it asks, still want that burger?
A photo shop induced anxiety.
To question its views though, no one daring
despite some distortion at its surface.
Believing lies, and soon second guessing
people kill themselves inside without trace.
Whilst razor sharp edges have ways to cope
your own insecurities hang up rope.
Mirrors
Able to make imperfections enhance
coming away happy is unlikely.
Never quite the same upon second glance
it will make you rethink its loyalty.
Indirectly, the reflections murder
by manipulating society.
Teasingly it asks, still want that burger?
A photo shop induced anxiety.
To question its views though, no one daring
despite some distortion at its surface.
Believing lies, and soon second guessing
people kill themselves inside without trace.
Whilst razor sharp edges have ways to cope
your own insecurities hang up rope.
Homework Post 18: Most Inspiring Teacher
My most inspiring teacher ever isn't one I have this year,
but my English teacher from last year, Miss Schroeder. She never failed to keep
class interesting whether through the actual work she set us, or the way she
reacted to things that happened whilst we were there. For just about every
single one of our assessments she extended the criteria allowing us to push the
boundaries of normal class learning by either making a movie, powerpoint, or
even writing poems instead of writing out boring old Positive, Negative, and
Interesting tables. She also let us play mass class games and let us have
movies playing in the background whilst we worked.
The best thing about Miss Schroeder though was definitely
her attitude. She was a complete and total free spirit and stayed calm despite
anything that was thrown at her (sometimes literally). In fact right now she's
on maternity leave and I think her kids going to be one of the coolest alive
just because of what a great person she is. Yep. Miss Schroeder's awesome (and
not because of the fact she sent people out to go and catch rainbows, or the
time we had a class party in English, or when she accidently dunked the pom
poms at the end of her beanie into her coffee, or when she always gave Shelly
half of whatever she happened to have for lunch, or when she pulled our entire
class out of module because we were bored, or when she let us just hang around
or leave stuff in her class or, or... there's too many things) but because of
her appropriate teaching methods ;)
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