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Atypical is getting to write about how you interpret the covers of books instead of writing an essay on why the contents of the book are ___... Whenever I write, a little piece of me goes into it :)
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#DefineAtypical
Atypical is getting to write about how you interpret the covers of books instead of writing an essay on why the contents of the book are ___... Whenever I write, a little piece of me goes into it :)
Me when I realize that All Writing as an Autobiography
Atypical
#StoryTime !! So for my English class, our first writing assignment was comparing the different covers of a book that has been published numerous times... That’s it... Write about the COVER! How cool is that? So to help prep us for this paper, the class had to read this article called All Writing Is An Autobiography by Donald M. Murray, which basically talks about how in every piece of wring we make, a little piece of ourselves go in it... Which is so true! The assignment was about how I interpreted the covers of the books, not anyone else, but ME. I love how this class strayed from typical norms of an English class. I was able to express myself through the writing assignments in ways that I never knew I was able to.
#DefineCreativeFreedom
Creative Freedom is liberating, especially as a college student. All throughout high school, you’re only taught how to “Write a five paragraph essay with an intro, three body paragraphs, and a conclusion on the importance of (Insert topic that I have absolutely no interest in here)”. When we are given total and creative freedom, we oftentimes don’t exactly know what to do. I found myself asking around “So… we just pick a theme…any theme we want…as long as it’s from Frankenstein... and…write about it?”
Me doing a project for English
Creative Freedom
Professor: Alright everyone! So, in this class, we have learned a lot about books. Their structure, how they were made, early types of books, how books were preserved... so on and so fourth... It has all led us to this moment. Now, we get to make books!
The class visibly tenses at the thought of writing an entire book, myself included
Professor: We will all be making a zine! There's different ways to fold and bind your papers, but today I'll show you how to stitch pages together!
Me: W-we get to do arts and crafts? In college?.... Again?!?
Professor: It's not arts and crafts, it's a Makeademic D-
Me: Makeademic Day! Yes, I know! This is great!!
Professor: I'm glad you think so!
The professor hands us a few pieces of paper, and a few other things to make a book stitched at the binding we spend the class period measuring the sizes of paper we needed, the method of stitching and knotting our thread at the end. My finished product was messy and unkempt because my pages weren't exactly the same length, so I had pages protruding out of the cover.
I was upset to say the least
My friend who sat next to me faced the same dilemma. So, she cut the corners of her book to make them rounded. This gave me an idea...
I took the scissors, and cut my book into he shape of a heart! My book was beautiful! And guess what the best part was... I got to use that same book for my book making assignment! I wrote the story inside the pages of my heart book! I based the story inside off of a poem called Where I'm From by George Ella Lyon.
It was about Frankenstein. The first half of the book was based off of Frankenstein's Physical appearance, while the second half was based off of his mental/emotional appearance.
Guess what?
I loved how there was no right or wrong was to do a zine. It is left up to our complete creative freedom. All we had to do was come up with a theme from Frankenstein, and write/draw away!
Thank you Professor!
#DefineEngagement
Turning on a food processor to take a break from teaching Frankenstein, because sometimes Victor is just too much to deal with.
Me trying to understand how I was lucky enough to register for this class
Engagement
Professor: Okay class! Today is a Makeademic Day!
Me: A...A what...?
Professor: Yep! A Makeademic day! Instead of reading, quizzing, or lecturing today, we are going to learn with our hands!
Me, a college student: DoEs NoT cOmPuTe
Professor, looking at me like I'm a broken robot: What?
Me, now a broken robot: CoDiNg ErRoR
Professor: Hey... M-M***, you good?
Me: What is this... learning of hands?
Professor:...Okay.. uh... moving on!
The professor proceeds to pass out a blank sheet of white paper to everyone, and a few markers here and there.
Professor: Okay, so I want each of you to add some color onto your pages. You can make them as colorful, or not colorful, as you want!
I then pick up a marker like it is a foreign object
Me: C-Coloring?.. In.. college?.... I'M SO DOWN
My paper then gains a beautiful, lovely pattern on both sides. On the front I used green and purple, and on the back I used blue and red. I am so pleased with my work.
Professor: Okay! Now rip it up into tiny pieces!
O.O ....what
Professor: Rip it to shreds!
With a heavy sigh, I rip my artwork to pieces. I am (slightly) devastated.
The professor takes out a.... a FOOD PROCESSOR?! And she asks for a volunteer! Well I'm definitely not going first...
Julie raises her hand.
Julie: I'll go first, professor!!
SMH.. of course she would...
I watch as Julie drops her paper shreds into the food processor, and the professor dumps in some water. It then gets all blended up into paper pulp. The professor has a big, pink, plastic tub (like the kind you get from hospitals) and pours about an inch of water into it. Then, pulls out a box, with no lid and sets it in the tub. She then takes the paper pulp from the food processor and pours it into the box.
Professor: go ahead and mix it around so it's even everywhere.
Julie: do... do I have to?
Professor: yes.
Julie then swirls the concoction with her fingers and watches as it settles. The professor makes Julie pick up the box and drain most of the water out. Then, takes apart the bottom of the box, so all that remains is the remnants of the blended paper. They dry it with a sponge and the professor says it should finish drying over the weekend.
Me: did...did you just make paper?
Professor: Yep!
Me: from the shreds of the perfectly good paper that we already had?
Professor: That's right!
Me:... CAN I GO NEXT?!?!?!
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This of course happened in my class, word for word, play by play...okay maybe not exactly but I like to think this is how it went, and I got to make some really cool pink paper.
#DefineThoughtfulDiscussions
Collaborating (Arguing), Debating (Screaming), and/or discussing (Yeah, discussing) valuable key components with classmates about who is right, the creature or the doctor. NEWS FLASH: the doctor is wrong, he’s always wrong.
#MeYellingAtJulie #HeWasABANDONDED
Thoughtful Discussions
Depicted below was a discussion that took place in my English class. The class was split in half, one side needing to defend Dr. Frankenstein, and the other defending his creature. This question is this, "Is the creature justifiable in his actions of killing others to get back at his creator?". Which side I am on, will soon be apparent.
Professor: alright, who want's to go first? Lets flip a coin.
Someone (We'll call her Julie) defending Dr. Frankenstein: We want heads!!
me: Yeah?!? Well!! We want tails!!
The coin lands on tails
me: YES!! So glad we picked tails!
This isn't relevant to the discussion but I thought it was funny.
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Professor: Okay, what is your sides first argument?
Someone on my side: The creature is justifiable, due to the fact that he didn't have anyone, AKA, his FATHER, to teach him any different.
Julie's side: Well that's obviously wrong. He had observed good traits from the DeLaceys. Like kindness, empathy-
Me: Yeah! Well he was ABANDONED! and had NO ONE to teach him!
Julie's side: well... as I just said.... He had the DeLaceys to look up to.
Me: Alight, JULIE..... Tell you what. Let's say you look up to me. I am this big, strong, intelligent person who you look to when in your times of trouble.
Julie: okay....
Me: I never knew you were there... BUT, one day, you decide you want to meet me! Your hero!
Julie: go on...
Me: Then, I lay my eyes on you. Before you even get a chance to tell me how much I mean to you, I nearly throw up in my mouth from how putrid you look!
Julie: ....
Me: DISGUSTING!! HORRID! EVIL! REPULSIVE! SICKENING! ABSOLUTELY AND UTTERLY REVOLTING!!! A THING SO HORRID EVEN GOD COULD SHOW IT NO LOVE
Julie: ????
Me: now, after saying that to you, how LIKELY are you to continue looking up to me? NOT VERY LIKELY AT ALL!! Sure, the creature may have been able to look to the DeLaceys for guidance at first, but once they spewed nothing but hate onto him, who would blame him for casting away everything he learned from them?
Someone on Julie's side: ...I would also like to make the point that-
Me: He was abandoned.
Julie: Bu-
Me: HE WAS ABANDONED
Julie: I understand but-
Me: HE. WAS.....ABANDONED
Julie: Wait hang on a s-
Me: A.B.A.N.D.O.N.E.D
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This of course happened in my class, word for word...okay maybe not exactly but I like to think this is how it went..