My WWFenn Selection



Out of the night that covers me... - Invictus by William Ernest Henley


       “I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.”  This excerpt from the poem, Invictus, shows resilience and unconquerable spirit, and it resonates with me in that I never let anything drag me down.  This ultimately attracted me to the Poem after seeing those lines.  I was unsure as to what I was going to recite -- I wanted it to have some importance and representation of me, while at the same time being a quality, classic verse.  I had looked through multiple poems on the websites given, and none were really what I had in mind for WWFenn.   I decided taking an online test to look for the perfect poem for me.  After taking the test, which comprised of roughly 40 questions on personality and characteristics about myself, I was given Invictus by William Ernest Henley.  I was unsure at first about this poem, I assumed it was some odd, old English piece, until I look it up and those last two lines really resonated with me.  I read Invictus with a satisfaction and relief I as my WWFenn piece picked out.  A smile emerged on my face after delving farther and deeper into the Poem.  I knew it would suit all requirements I had for a WWFenn piece this year.  After getting it approved for length and content, I was off to memorizing it.  



Herman Melville Writing-Style

My Imitation of Melville’s Style


Call me Ishmael

-Herman Melville


       Call me Michael.  Alas, as my wont, I arrived back at Fenn with a few minutes to spare before the dull customs of an orthodox school day.  As I mentioned before, I had some time, so I decided to make use of this and work on my tedious application forms for Secondary Schools.  As I walked in through the main entrance of the Library I saw the perfect armchair to sit in.  It’s checkered shades of red enticed me, as I have a natural tendency toward red.  Apples, cherries, tomatoes, strawberries -- all appeal to me in a specific way.  As for the most former and second to last, their vibrant primary colors of red entices me to these fruits, as I indulge in it for its appearance, while at the same time it returns to me a sweet, tart, delicious flavor.  As for the other two, the appeal is solely in aesthetics, the flavor is not nearly as delightful.  Reverting back the original topic,  I was prepared to do work.  Alas, once I opened my electronic device, a despicable individual took the nerve to distract me.  Lukas his name, obsessed with odd jokes, was in a desperate situation.  As usual, he had not finished his homework from the night prior, and he turned to me for guidance.  This was his norm, he never finished his work on time, yet he procrastinated.

        “Lukas, get away from me I’m trying to work.”

        “Shut up Michael.” he said, in an exaggerated voice,

        “You’re not funny.” I replied, and walked away.

I had survived him this time round, but I knew he was the only barrier standing between me and academic glory.


How I Respond in New Situations

How I Live My Life


As for me, I am tormented with an everlasting itch for remote things.

Herman Melville, Moby Dick


        How one responds in new situations shows character.  For me, I generally fail to react positively when introduced to a new climate of people and backgrounds.  I usually sit in the back, unnoticed, not going out of my comfort zone.  I never feel an incentive to be outgoing in these situations, and I usually let everything come to me, rather than interjecting or conversing with someone in different and new situations.  I find a tranquility and sanctity within myself and my own course of thought. My introverted self is largely evident when I am at Church School.  I don’t say much, I just sit in my chair, waiting for the hour and thirty minute session to end.  It’s a group I have little or no connection or knowledge of; I have no urge to converse or engage with anyone. I was leaning back in my chair, drowning out all sources of noise, thinking of how many more chapters of Moby Dick I had to read, when a fellow student asked me a question on our reading.  I looked up, dazed.  I could not process a single word she said as my brain was deep in thought.  After asking her multiple times to repeat the question, I stumbled across the answer.  It was embarrassing — a simple question like that shouldn’t have had such an extravagant response.  Often, it takes a while for me to be comfortable enough within a community or group of people to be my true self and not a complete introvert.  Naturally, I am introverted, but this experience taught me a lesson to not let being thrusted into different situation completely affect how I live my life.



Ignorant and Happy or Wisdom?

Wisdom Results in Eternal Happiness


Ignorance is a poison that kills love, friendship, and all of the good feelings.


        Given the choice between being happy and ignorant or wise, I would choose wisdom.  To first determine this answer, one must identify the definitions of ignorance and wisdom.  They are in many ways antonyms; however, even the literal definitions contradict one another, the implications of ignorance and wisdom can be similar.  Ignorance, according to Merriam Webster, simply means, “A lack of knowledge, understanding, or education.”  An example of ignorance would be me talking about the Japanese Baseball League, as I know nothing about it.  Wisdom, according to Google is,  “The quality of having experience, knowledge, and good judgment.”  I have wisdom on how to get though eighth grade.  I’ve lived through that experience, know about it, and know the do and do nots of it.  After analyzing the definitions and literal meanings of ignorance and wisdom, I can conclude have wisdom is better than being ignorant and happy.  Although one may argue ignorance shields the wickedness of the world and therefore results in happiness, I believe wisdom leads joy, eternal happiness.  When one has wisdom or experience and understands how people and the world work, they know the keys to real happiness and therefore lives accordingly.  If an ignorant person who happens to happy lives through life without knowing the the evils and dangers of the world, when truthful and actually eye-opening experiences are presented, pain and hatred will replace those once-happy feelings.  As someone once said, “Ignorance is a poison that kills love, friendship, and all of the good feelings.”  I would rather know the evils and pain of the world so when situations that involve these bad things are brought up, I am prepared and not let down by a false sense of serenity and happiness in the world.


A Child’s Christmas in Whales

A pleasent story about a Child’s Christmas Experience



“Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six...”

- Dylan Thomas



        “Iron-flanked and bellowing he-hippos clanked and battered through the scudding snow toward us as we passed Mr. Daniel's house.”  This quote represents the imaginative nature the story A Child’s Christmas in Whales by Dylan Thomas describes.  All throughout the story the narrator’s imagination delivers interesting and vivid storylines; in addition, Thomas uses effective sentence building techniques with Smilies, Metaphors and robust verb usage.  All of these factors result in an enjoyable story.



       Imagination is the key to life. In A Child’s Christmas in Whales, the theme of imagination is strong and serves as the basis of the story.  All throughout the story pieces of imagination are sprinkled in.  By imagining different aspects of topics and other things we would usually have a concrete understanding in, it creates a vivid, interesting story for the reader. For example, when Jim, Dan, Jack, and the narrator are imagining hippos, it creates an interesting and amusing scene in the reader’s head.  The mere though of hippos running in the street is entertaining, and it leads the reader wanting more.


“‘I bet people will think there's been hippos.’

‘What would you do if you saw a hippo coming down our street?’

‘I'd go like this, bang! I'd throw him over the railings and roll him down the hill and then I'd tickle him under the ear and he'd wag his tail.’ 

‘What would you do if you saw two hippos?’”


This theme of imagination is important to the piece of literature because it opens up a new gateway of possibilities for the reader.  By stating something as odd as Hippos running down the street, it put a vivid and interesting image in the reader’s head.  Also, it’s enticing.  It brings life into a dull, dry story.  The theme of imagination is important because it gives the reader an interesting idea to think about, and it provides endless possibilities for the reader.



          Effective sentence building techniques enhances writing. In A Child’s Christmas in Whales, author Dylan Thomas incorporates the sentence building techniques beautifully throughout the story, leading to a more vivid story.  The two main techniques he uses are Similes and Metaphors, and  Muscular Verbs.  All throughout the story he incorporates different Smilies and Metaphors, and it gives the reader the reader a more vivid image in their head.  He uses effective and comprehensive verbs, resulting in a more detailed storyline.  When the narrator is talking about the ally cats, he creates a vivid image in the reader’s head by incorporating effective Smilies and Metaphors.  Also, there are solid verbs, creating a more detailed story.


“But there were cats. Patient, cold and callous, our hands wrapped in socks, we waited to snowball the cats. Sleek and long as jaguars and horrible-whiskered, spitting and snarling, they would slink and sidle over the white back-garden walls, and the lynx-eyed hunters, Jim and I, fur-capped and moccasins trappers from Hudson Bay, off Mumbles Road, would hurl our deadly snowballs at the green of their eyes. The wise cats never appeared.”


This quote shows how Smilies like, “Sleek and long as jaguars,” create a clear and vivid image in the reader’s head.  It entices The reader and makes for an interesting storyline.  Also verbs like “spitting, snarling, slink and sidle,” make the overall piece more detailed, and give the story more depth.  Dylan Thomas uses these two sentence buildings techniques of Smilies and Metaphors and Muscular Verbs enhance the detail and substance of the piece, and make it more enjoyable to read.



        A Childs Christmas in Whales is a delightful story because of smilie and metaphor usage and strong verb utilization.


The Power of Collective Tradition

 The Joy Christmas Brings


From home to home, and heart to heart, from one place to another.  The warmth and joy of Christmas brings us closer to eachother.

Emily Matthews


        Christmas brings joy.  Every Christmas morning my family celebrates with smiles on their faces, exchanging hugs and drinking eggnog, filled with joy.  No matter how sick or stressed or sad someone is in our family, the comfort and sanctity of Christmas brings everyone together and triggers a feeling of uncontainable happiness.  There is no place I would ever want to be other than together with my family on Christmas morning.  At no other time is this feeling more prevalent than when my family is together, next to the Christmas tree, exchanging gifts, cards, and smiles.  As my parents read the card I wrote for them, the corners of their mouth’s tilted upward, prompting the effect for the rest of us.  I could tell they appreciated it, and it felt good to give something from the bottom of my heart.  I gave them each a hug and sat back down, thinking to myself how lucky and appreciative I was to be with family, as jubilant as I could be, on Christmas Day.  I thought to myself how real joy like this only happens so often, and how thankful I was for Christmas paving the path to that everlasting happiness.  I took a big gulp of eggnog, and a huge smile emerged on my face.  The amount of joy in that setting, together as a family, was contagious.  This is true meaning of Christmas, bringing joy in places where one may think there isn’t much in the first place.  For my family, any other day than Christmas we would not have gathered together and laughed and embraced as much as we did.  Christmas brings a confrontation of love and happiness, with joy and gratitude the only things the being exchanged.  It’s so special to know that Christmas brings joy, the precious feeling of giving and and receiving love.


A Waste of Time

Time is Precious

DFD7406E-E321-4D1A-AC80-7A20920E411AShort as life is, we still make it shorter by the careless waste of time 

Victor Hugo

        Nothing is more pointless then working hard to do something and have the result only last a short period of time.  In the summer of 8th grade, I spent hours upon hours working to create a dominant force on NBA Live Mobile.  My lineup could demolish anyone, featuring a 95 overall Steph Curry, a 93 overall Lebron James, and the crown jewel 98 overall Paul Pierce.  Sandwiched between my two stars were high 80s and low 90s elite players.  It was truly a sight to behold.  Never had I spent so many hours on a game, sacrificing valuable time over the Summer with my friends and family.  Everything changed in late August.  I was at my house ready to do another head to head matchup, and the game had crashed.  Whenever I tried to reopen it, it directed me back to the home screen.  I sat on my bed, enraged, as all of my work had been for nothing.  I threw my phone down, seemingly blaming the device for the crash of the game.  I knew while I was playing the game, I could have been doing more useful things, like studying for the SSAT, but now I had nothing to show for it.  I could have hanged out with my family, but the opportunity had passed.  I could have done so much more, but I didn’t.  This experience was painful, but it taught me to never get so attached to something so it would never control my life.

Thanksgiving Poem


What I am Thankful For



I sit at the table,

mouth watering,

ready for 

the food.

I take a massive bite, satisfying my hunger.

I breath in the beautiful aroma of the cranberry sauce.

The sounds of laughter fill my ears,

prompting smiles and reminiscing 




I know there aren’t many opportunities like this,

so I hold on to this precious feeling of joy and comfort.


However, the food

isn’t that important

when considering the true meaning of Thanksgiving.

For me

Thanksgiving is



Too often do we take our families

for granted.


At Thanksgiving,


is the only feeling in my heart,

which is only made true by the power of family



This thanksgiving I’ll give extra thought,

to appreciate everything they have done for me.


Through hardship and happiness,

pain and joy,

good times and bad,

I am thankful for them always being there for me.


And even though we don’t always

get along,

The connection remains 


The light





And it’s not just family

I am appreciative of 

this Thanksgiving.

But family is


root of everything I appreciate.


I am thankful for 

my family,

For they drive me, 

to be the person I am,

and without them I’d have nothing else to be thankful for.