1.
In
the Narrative story “Lydia’s Story” a visual narrative that created a detailed
picture in my head was, “She was unable to shut the door against the brown
rushing water. She tried not to panic. Seeking higher ground, she climbed on
top of her dining room table.”(Pg. 129 Everyone’s An Author)
2.
A
Dialog that stuck out to me was her resolve and strength during the event. “As
Lydia was telling us her story, I heard strength and resolve in her voice. She
was proud that she had “kept her head,” which had saved her life. She knew that
she didn’t have a home to return to, that everything in it was probably
destroyed.”(Pg. 131 Everyone’s an Author)
3.
A
sensory description from the same story that stuck out to me. “Lydia waited,
cramped on the top shelf of the linen closet, until the water finally began to
recede. When we asked if she got hungry or thirsty, she said that she didn’t
remember feeling that way. Her tongue became dry and her lips were cracked, but
she only was aware of being terrified of the water.” (Pg. 130 Everyone’s an
Author)
4.
Topic- Thinking back I remember doing a Story unrelated to school
or anything. Was only in 4th or
5th grade and told my
teacher I wanted to just write a Fantasy Story about mythical dragon and a Hero
becoming friends.
5.
Purpose- Retelling a childhood story and exploring a bit of the past.
6.
Audience- Would be a select few who share the same kind of memory I
had as a child.
7.
Stance- Since I was really passionate about this short story when I
was a kid, I feel like Reminiscing about it would jog memory.
8.
Media/Design- The Narrative would most definitely be in print with
possible sketches to go along with it.
9.
What
do I see- Classroom portable, full of children and
Teacher up front with her desk strategically place by the door.
10. What do you hear- Constant chattering of children, birds
chirping outside, Deep billowing of the Air conditioner connected to the
Portable.
11. What do you smell- Kind of smell you would find when combining a mix of card
board and chalk, with the sweet smell of pine trees.
12. How and what do you feel- Passionate about Fantasy and Myths, cold steel of the desk,
Teacher’s somewhat gentle aura always welcoming you into the classroom like a
hen to her chicks.
13. What do you taste- taste the taste of after noon snacks and the after taste of
school lunch.
14. People around me and image- Children around me have bobbed haircuts
and casual clothes, boys mostly had short hair and messy clothes from playing
at recess. Most notably though was my teacher who wore the tallest black dress
you would every see. Like a nun outfit without the white trim and the cap. She
also had a short shoulder length black hair as straight as possible. Often
times she would use outdated humor that didn’t seem funny. But we laughed to be
considerate.
15. What happened- as I came in from lunch the Teacher was welcoming students
into the class. As I made my way toward the desk I am assigned to the feeling
of eating too much and the taste of milk still lingered in my mouth. While
everyone was slowly but surely flocking in, she stated that today was going to
be a free day due to the fact of completing an essay. I had just talked to a
peer about this cool story I had in mind when the teacher over heard the
conversation and came over. Knowing at how passionate I was talking about the
story she then made the idea of writing it and elaborating on the topic. Having
this story apart of my life has been an asset knowing that I can truly be
creative and express words in my own way.
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