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It is all based on a single situation: Kean Murphy falling down because he was sitting on a chair with 1 Leg

The Formats are Haiku, Tanka, Cinquin


Haiku

Stubborn Kean Murphy
Sat on the chair with one leg
He fell on the floor

Tanka

Silly Kean Murphy
Tried to look cool and funny
Sat One-legged on the chair
Bam! He fell flat on the ground
Only then he regretted it

Cinquin
Patrick
Refused our advices
Sat on chair with one leg
Suddenly, "Bam" he slipped and fell
We laughed

I heard the owls hooting in the dark.
I heard the sheep bleating beyond the hill.
I heard the wolves howling beside the graveyard.
I heard the sparrows squaking on the tree.
i heard the dogs barking outside the kennel.
I heard the horses neighing in the stable.
I heard the bulls snorting in the farm.
I heard the bees buzzing in the beehive.
I heard the frogs croaking on a water lily.
I heard the mice squeaking in the hole.
I heard the roosters cackling in the penhouse.
I heard the turkeys gobbling in the slaughterhouse.
I heard the pigeons cooing by the street.
I heard the ducks quacking by the pond.
I heard the pigs snorting in the pen.
I heard the cats purring in the drain.

Poem Assignment

For the Poem Analasys,I chose snapshot land as it reached out to me the most

Snapshotland

By Sylvia Kantaris

In Snapshotland everyone is happy all the time.
It is the promised land where people sit with flasks of tea
On smooth sand by a flat sea and smile and smile and smile.

The sun shines all day long and every day in Kodachrome
Or sepia on sandboys and sandgirls who never
Stop smiling from the time they first appear, with buckets,
In crisp, gingham pinfores and nonnets on the sea-shore.

Lovers stay in love forever, married couples never
Grow tired of each other; everything is always just right.
The dolphins know exactly when to leap into the air
And stay there for the permanent delight of passengers
Aboard the pleasure-boat which never passes out of sight.

Noboday in Snapshotland grows old unless they want to,
Juding by the way they go on smiling so, in deck-chairs,
On the beach, or in old-fashioned gardens with lavender
And grandchildren here and there - and no one dies, ever.

Even if they don't appear later, the people are still
Always there, smiling through the lavender and dolphins
And the buckets full of pebbles on the same sea-shore.


Step 1: Forget what the poem may or may not mean, or what it may be about.

Step 2: Look at just the title and WRITE DOWN about half a dozen things that it suggests to you. Give literal meanings as well as other associations.

~Camera
~Perfect Paradise
~Record Happy Memories
~An Amusement Park
~Each Photo has a story

Step 3: Read the poem once quickly, and then several times more slowly. Try to hear the poem aloud in your head. DO NOT recite the poem aloud in class; if you must hear it aloud, read it quietly to yourself.

4. WRITE DOWN a list of all those things in the poem that force their attention on you or which catch your interest for any particular reason. This includes unusual/odd/striking words, rhymes, or repetitions/patterns/contrasts, etc

~Repetition of "smile and smile and smile"
~Sandboys and sandgirls who never stop smiling
~people sit with flasks of tea an smooth sand by a flat sea
~nobody in Snapshotland grows old
~The sun shines all day long
~everything is always right
~Kodachrome

5. WRITE DOWN any features of figurative language in the poem: metaphors, similes, personification, alliteration, assonance, onomatopoeia, symbolism, etc.

~metaphor - "Snapshotland is the promised land"
~repitition and alliteration - "smile and smile and smile"
~alliteration -"same sea-shore"
~metaphor - "snapshotland is the promised land"

6.WRITE DOWN groups of words that may be thematically similar (for example, that all similes make reference to animals/death/plants, etc., or all the first words of lines are conjunction words, etc.). Don't worry about whether your groups of words seem silly or improbable; look at what you have observed and ask yourself: what is its significance?

~Everything is all the same forever just like their frozen
~There are alot of alliterations

7. Look at your lists, notes, and groups. Do you see any pattern taking shape? If so, WRITE DOWN this pattern.
~Every stanza has at least one word that is related to happiness
~Time is frozen in Snapshotland
~In Snapshotland, everything is perfect

8. Read the poem again and WRITE DOWN your intelligent guesses of what the poem may mean.
~The life in Snapshotland are in photos, the time is frozen, and it is in a perfect world there.

9. Answer the following questions:

Who is speaking in the poem? Is it the POET or a PERSONA?
~Persona

Who is the poem "spoken" to? In other words, who is the audience for this poem? Is it to a particular person, to the poet himself (reflective) or to the public in general?

~It is to the public in general

What is the speaker's attitude to this audience? Is it angry, sincere, joking, teasing, etc.?

~happiness

What is the POET's attitude to this audience? (This may be different from the speaker.)

~to better describe the picture without being very direct that it is describing a picture, not a scenario.

Why is the poem organized in the way that it is?
~Each line is long so that the reader would need to read it slower

What is the EFFECT of all the things you have written down in Steps 2-8?
~It makes the reader feel that Snapshotland is a paradise and everthing is perfect.

Summary

Mr Monk, together with his assistant, Natalie, goes to Paris for a break, and go sight seeing. Mr Monk had many phobia such as the fear of untidyness. Mr Monk surprisingly wanted to visit Paris Sewer Museum. They managed to find a skull that belonged to a man that was murdered. The skull later was discovered to belong to identified as belonging to Nathan Chalmers, a con artist from New York making money from the rich by getting them to invest in a fake business.

That night, they went to a special restaurant that all the waiters were blind and they ate there in pitch darkness. A lady came and wanted to tell Mr Monk abit more about the killer. Due to the chaos, the lady was stabbed in the dark.

The skull later was discovered to belong to identified as belonging to Nathan Chalmers, a con artist from New York making money from the rich by getting them to invest in a fake business.


My Thoughts


I feel that this book is extremely adventurous and interesting, there is also some unexpected parts in it. It is very exhilarating to find out who could the murderer is. I could not put down my book until I finish it. The book is also extremely hilarious at different parts of the story as Natalie had to deal with Mr Monks incredible nonsense. Mr Monk has a very "unique" personality that makes him look crazy in the eyes of the reader. I hope to read more of this series in future.

Tongue Twisters are a part of poetry, that it takes skill and practice to be able to say them well and articulated properly

Some of my favourite classic tongue twisters :)


How much wood would a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
He would chuck, he would, as much as he could,
And chuck as much as a woodchuck would
If a woodchuck could chuck wood.


A skunk sat on a stump and thunk the stump stunk,
but the stump thunk the skunk stunk


Imagine an imaginary menagerie manager
imagining managing an imaginary menagerie.

These Tongue Twisters are What I am going to practice for LA class :D

Six years of my Primary School life
It has filled my life with joy
from my friends and teachers
I really miss them

We made many friends
mixing around
fiddling around
spreading our laughter and joy
It was so much fun

Class was extremely interesting
"Me! Me!", we shouted
Raising our hand excitingly in the air
Everyone was fighting for the spotlight

"Ringgggg!" the sound of freedom
The next minute
The class was empty
The students start to crowd the canteen
Wolfing their food
Stuffing food down their throats hungrily
Lessons probably made us famished

Minutes before recess was over
We came back all drenched and untidy
"Students with unpresentable attire,
Please stand outside!"
We would receive a earful outside

"Goodbye Mrs Chan" we greeted cheerfully
Rushing out of the classroom
Creating a stampede at the corridor
Competing to be the first ones to leave school
That was the end of our day in school

I really missed the routine of my childish childhood life

Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!

The author used figuritive language to exaggerate the dirtiness of the room before he actually realised it was his.

I like this poem because it is extremely humorous. There is also a twist at the end which made him regret all his remarks before. The description of the messy room is very visual and we can imagine how it looks like in our minds. This is also something we can relate to. Some times, our rooms are so messy until we did not realise we were responsible for it.