Poem Reflection

The Reason Why I Chose This Poem 

by Rain Yang

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“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
Dr. Seuss

I found this poem in a document in poem a day. I have always enjoyed reading writing poems. When I found this poem,  it was a long and challenging piece. It took me three and a half minutes to recite the hole poem once. However, I wanted to try. Six hundred words are nothing, when I was back in China, things were even worse. In addition, it is aggressive. The way it was written and it’s use of words really shows the purpose of this poem. Till the end, there are couples reasons why I choose this poem. The poets who wrote this poem are trying to show the audience the reality. They want to get rid of the veil mask of this world, so that people can notice the events that are effecting the world. The authors aren’t just shows us the reality, they want us to also change. Don’t just let it be, take action. Although, these are lessons we should learn, but they don’t come school. As they said, “the greatest lessons you’ll ever learn, will not come from your syllabus.” We don’t remember learning about certain things in life. It just slow grew inside of us. I want people to learn more about the world, and piece has the ability to help me. A lot of the citizens don’t see what’s really happening behind the scenes. I think it is also important to learn about the truth. Although, truth might sometimes be harmful, but lies won’t last forever. Maybe sometimes, America is not the America people imagine. Too much freedom,  is not always good. To much protection is also harmful. All of these are covered in this piece. In six to seven hundred words, they have covered most of things that I want people to know. 


New Experience

Adopting to New Things 

-Rain Yang

“We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we're curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.”

-Walt Disney

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We learn from new environments. I adapted to the new feeling I in my heart. I changed from what I saw, who I met, and where I was. This was a challenge in my life, a challenge that I accepted. First time stepping on the cement road at Fenn with the cool autumn breeze. I felt unready, I was scared. It was just not what I expected. I had so many things going on. I decide to change, but this change only happened last year summer. When my friend pasted away. It a feeling I never felt. It was obscure, but I could feel it. Lost, perplexed, and pain? I still don’t know exactly what it was. I sat alone, reflecting and thinking. People comprehend things differently. I knew and I felt it was a time for me to change to be better. I don’t want the same thing that happen to him appear again. I know the sorrow and the struggle behind it after witnessing the effect of it. I decided to be open, to share the experiences, and to share my story. I am not afraid about the truth. There is nothing I could do, or others. I noticed we can’t change what has happened, we can’t be stuck in the past. It might be hard to move on, but what can we do. At least I don’t know anyone who can travel through time and correct the mistakes in the past. I learn from the bad and good. I learn from mistakes and achievements. I am open to acknowledge my mistakes and who I am. I want to make a change, in my life, and also in others. New experience, it is great learning chance. I adapt to new things, I learn and adjust. I make changes. 


Writing Prompt

          Wise with Pain

-Rain Yang 

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“Nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.”Martin Luther King Jr.

Everyone seeks for happiness. But to be happy but ignorant isn't what I want to be for the rest of my life. I always wanted to be a wise person. Knowing everything and being truthful. However, while growing up, I learned the truth is sometimes hard to bear, even more, most of the time truth hurts. Being wise is hard. Being conspicuous and acknowledging everything is also not easy, but if I can give happiness to others, I am willing to do it. There are a lot of people who are suffering. Maybe I as a wise person could help them. There are children all over the world who needs help on education. Knowing the reality of the world is hard. For example, knowing discrimination and segregation still exists around the world. When the suicide rate of transgender is still rising. Although the truth is not always negative. Around the globe, there are a lot of beautiful things happening around the world. Women are standing up for themselves, there are people fighting for their rights, and for their family. As a wise person, I will sacrifice myself for a greater cause. By knowing the truth I am able to create a brighter future for the next generation. “Honing gives a sharp edge to a sword, and bitter cold adds keen fragrance to plum blossom.” This is a old saying translated from Chinese. In other words, no pain, no gain. Maybe I will be the honing, I will be the cold. I will love to be happy, but ignorance is something that I never want in my life. There is always a bigger world waiting for you. Only 95 percent of the ocean is discovered. We only discovered less than a quarter of the species that exists on earth. “The frog is the well knows nothing about the great ocean.” 


A Child’s Christmas in Wales

The Childhood Memories 

-Rain Yang 

 

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“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.”(A Child’s Christmas in Wales, Dylan Thomas)

      Childhood, memories might be blurry, but it is always important. We might don’t know the exact dates and things, but it is nostalgic when me miss it. It’s a feeling that always occurs, we only feel it when we don’t have it.

Childhood memories are always beautiful. Everyone of us has a time and moment in our childhood which brings memories back. The times when we were free. When we could run up and down the hills, and say, “this is fun.” Dylan Thomas’s book, The Child’s Christmas in Wales, shows his nostalgia for his childhood, where he could wander around the world of joy. They were chasing the deacons and the bears, visiting the colorful birds, sing and wallowing, they were having fun.

“Years and years ago, when I was a boy, when there were wolves in Wales, and birds the color of red-flannel petticoats whisked past the harp-shaped hills, when we sang and wallowed all night and day in caves that smelt like Sunday afternoons in damp front farmhouse parlors, and we chased, with the jawbones of deacons, the English and the bears,” (A Child’s Christmas in Wales, Dylan Thomas)

Childhood makes up a huge part of this story written by Dylan Thomas. In this book, he was merely expressing his nostalgic feelings about the Christmas he spend when he was young. He loved this place, it was based on his childhood memories, and recreating the Christmas he spend in Wales. Without this theme, the story wouldn’t make scene, because of the imagination of the streets and pets. Childhood needs to be part of the story, without this theme, the story would have lost its essence. We all have important memories and pasts, it might not be clear, not it should always be part of our life.

This piece has used a lot of our sentence building skills that we learned through out the year. Dylan Thomas used a lot of imagery and actions to create a vivid picture in our minds. Specific actions and images could make a story more intriguing, with the outstanding skills of writing that Dylan Thomas has, just makes the story better. The descriptions of people and his beauty, creates a vivid picture in our mind. He hate him whenever it was, but what ever happen, he always has a smile.

“I hated him on sight and sound, and would be about to put my dog whistle to my lips and blow him off the face of Christmas when suddenly he, with a violet wink, put his whistle to his lips and blew so stridently, so high, so exquisitely loud, that gobbling faces, their cheeks bulged with goose, would press against their tinsled windows, the whole length of the white echoing street.”(A Child’s Christmas in Wales, Dylan Thomas)

This skill is always useful, whenever to create a sight or a image. This writing skill is so important, no just because it is often used in this writing, but to its content. Dylan Thomas wants to show the reader his Christmas when he was young, the streets, the lights, the people. This skills makes this piece no just better, but more engaging. The additional details and informations the author provides, makes the reader wonder more about the story, it makes when create of world the author is trying to portray. Imagery and action made a huge difference to The Child’s Christmas in Wales by attracting the reader, and making a colorful picture.

He didn’t only use one, in fact there are multiple writing techniques he used. Muscular Verbs, one of the most common skill also used in this writing. This skill makes the piece more intense, with specific verbs that describes the action. Dylan smelled the Christmas dinner at night, he was running home because he knows it’s going to be delicious.

“Then I would be slap-dashing home, the gravy smell of the dinners of others, the bird smell, the brandy, the pudding and mince, coiling up to my nostrils, when out of a snow-clogged side lane would come a boy the spit of myself, with a pink-tipped cigarette and the violet past of a black eye, cocky as a bullfinch, leering all to himself.”(A Child’s Christmas in Wales, Dylan Thomas)

The muscular verbs in The Child’s Christmas in Wales has made the poem more powerful. With the muscular verbs, the poem was able to satisfy the need of reader. Without the muscular verbs, this poem will be plain and boring. It will need specifics and details. The muscular verbs is needed, and it is well used in this piece.

Our memories is important, we shouldn’t forget it, keep it and cherish it. It is what shaped us.

 


Power of Collective Tradition

 

 

A Special Tradition  

-Rain Yang 

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“Tradition lives because young people come along who catch its romance and add new glories to it.”- Michael Novak

Traditions are celebrated everywhere. I here to share something my family practice during this day. It became a important thing to my life now, it changed my view of people and family. It gave me a chance to know a father’s parents a little more since they pasted away before I was even born. It was mid-Autumn festival, it should of been laughters and jokes in my uncle’s house, with foods and lights. But there wasn’t anything like that, everyone looked solemn. I was certainly confused by everyone’s act. It wasn’t like this last year. I talked to myself. I only started to understand when my uncle brought a desk, with two vivid but black and white pictures of two people. To this point, people like me are able to understand what is happening. They are my dad’s parents. I never saw them before, not even once in my life time. My dad told to look at their face, remember them, and get down on your knees. In my family, getting on our knees shows the most respect, and it is something that’s needed to be done for families. I never took this seriously, from the start, I always wish it could end faster so I can get some food. But when I start noticing the time that I lost. I realized time goes fast, and people, too. Our parents aren’t going to be with us forever, some day, they will leave us. Not because they want to, because they have to. Even I never saw my dad’s mom before, I still pray for her. It is something I do to show I love her. I slowly learned that we should always cherish the things around us, there aren’t a lot time. This tradition really made me special, I love and I will always pray for the ones that past away, because it is something I should do mdcherish.


The Waste of Time

Being wasteful 

-Rain Yang

 

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Time is priceless, and it is limited. -Rain Yang

 

     Life is not meant to be wasteful, but people like us make it luxurious. There are always some portion of our life that has been wasted. Me, as a person, I can’t avoid wasting time. But we can always try and save our time and make it useful. In the past years, I have always wasted my time. Now when I look back, I think I could of much better. Gaming, was always a huge threat to my time management in the past years. I’m always allured by the games I played. During the weekends, I always put my time into games like Fortnite, and PUBG. As a gamer, I’m always in love with certain games, and I am always a competitor. But this took away my time. During the weekends, I love to relax. Especially on Fridays, I spend most of my time play games. It really feels great, I love to talk to my friends and enjoy my time. But I also wasted a lot of time. Sometimes I had to Finnish my homework on Sunday night. It is really stressful when I noticed that I had so much time to do my work but I decided to play. I had 5 assignment due on Friday. But I got suck into the world of gaming. I couldn’t stop, when I had to do my work, it was half past ten. It is due midnight. I had to catch up on my work. But the darker it gets the more I can’t focus. I was stressed and tired. Even though I finished my work, the quality wasn’t great. I look back from now, I should of done the right thing. I learn from it, and now I can manage my time more easily.


Thanksgiving

 

 

Thanksgiving 

Sometimes, Thanksgiving isn’t that joyful.

-Rain Yang

 

Today,
People gather around as a family
Today,
People unit as a whole
Today,
Families celebrate the holy festival.

But I don’t

When I look out the window,
When the white snow has covered the world.
I was siting alone,
Leaving my family at home.

Don’t get me wrong,
I celebrate Thanksgiving,
I just do it,
A little different from you all.

When you enjoy the feast,
I’ll enjoy my regular meal,
The pain of leaving home,
Is hard to ease, is hard to heal.

Sometimes,
I do miss my family.

Do you feel the guilt,
When your dad is calling,
But you’re at school?

Do you know the sorrow,
When you have to give up everything,
Such as your beloved friend,
Your dog?

I do,
I really do.

Maybe I’m just complaining,
Maybe I’m just trying to relate.

Maybe I’m just trying to feel like all of you,
To have a complete family like all of you,
To relate to all of you.

But I made my choice,
I have to thank Fitz,
My eighth grade was probably
The best year I ever had in years.
It felt unusual at first, but it felt like a family at last.
Just imagine right now Fitz in tears.

I know, I get it.
It is Thanksgiving, just enjoy it.
I will, but just a little bit different from you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Power of Hardship

Learn From Lost

-Rain Yang 

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“We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.”– Kenji Miyazawa

       We grow from hard times. Without the tough times I experienced in the past, I would of lost from my mistakes. Tough things happen to us, but it won’t last long, but we will. We all lost something before, it might be someone, it might be a thing, or it could be something not important. I lost a trophy. Me and my teammates were at home disappointed. It was the summer last year, when we lost in a finals of CF. It’s a game called “Cross Fire”, similar to “CS Go”. It was a great match, we saw the trophy when we made the finals. But the truth was disappointing. We lost 3 to 2, it was devastating. Now I see the improvements my team and I need to make in the future. The game was tied. We could win this match. I felt my heart racing  faster than a car on the highway. I was focused, I told my teammates what to do, we held our spots. I saw the timer ticking, from 5 minutes, 4 minutes... suddenly the opposing team rushed the other bomb site. It was a wild move, without hesitation they decided to put everything on the line. My teammates weren’t ready, they got eliminated. Me and the ones left rushed to the other site. My teammates has traded(getting eliminated after elimination). It was a 1v3. I felt all the pressure on me. I held my position, I eliminated two guys. “Last one!” I felt like I could of clutched the game. My blood was boiling. I saw him, and I tagged him. But he hit the luckiest shot in his life. Unfortunately, I was out of the game. Even I own the MVP title. But when I see what I could of done better in the game. The differently tactics I could of used. I could of done better. Now I am capable of taking the lost, I learn from it, and I get better. 


Power of Place

A Place I Gave My All

-Rain Yang 

 

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“there’s always a place in your heart that remains special.” -Rain Yang 

 

          There is always a place that brings up memories. The childhood memories comes back just by looking at this court. This place has shaped me and changed me. A change from no one to sowmeone. I spend too much time at this place. Just by doing the simplest drills, it was a place I gave my all. When I was walking down the road with a basketball, right next to a basketball court. I was around 11, when I just start playing basketball. I played bad, and I was disappointed by myself. Walking down the road, while listening to the ball bouncing, people yelling, and the fun they were having. I decided, I’ll prove them wrong. I changed, looking back from now, it really brought up a lot of memories. I was a no one. Just a little kid who was trying to play and learn basketball. But no one accepted me, because I was small, weak, and not skilled. I was angry, and stressed. I knew the only way to play with them was to get better. So, I trained myself. Day and night, I’ll be at the court in the morning just practice dribbling. I practiced my shots. There is always a reason behind one’s success. I never gave up my goal and what motivates me to play with them. I kept bouncing the ball alone, I kept shooting the ball alone, I kept practicing alone. But, finally the day came. They needed someone to play. I was the only one available. They needed me to jump in. I started casual, just by making lays up. Until, I surprised one of the defenders with a crossover and making him fall. Looking back, I never knew this was such a special space, until I realized the time I sacrificed to get better at basketball, and without this place I won’t be a good basketball player. It was important to me because I gave my all.