January 10

Polished Literary Exploration

Nicole Nkiwane

Ms. Hunnisett

ELA 30-2

January 9, 2017

 

What is your opinion that individuals actions affect the lives of others?

In life our actions can affect the lives of others by leaving a lasting impact on the lives of other people. Those actions could be unexpected kindness, hope and many other actions that could change the lives of others. This is explored in Finding Forrester with Jamal Wallace and William Forrester with an action of true friendship. Finding Forrester is about Jamal Wallace – a disadvantaged, basketball player, an African- American teen from the Bronx, New York who meets William Forrester a famous writer who has isolated himself  from the rest of the society and through the film they create a friendship that helps them both come out from behind the shelf where they have been hiding their true identities from the rest of society because they are afraid of being judged. In Finding Forrester , Director Gus Van Sant explores the idea that when an individual is faced with unexpected kindness it will result in them gaining hope, showing their true identity and gaining confidence in themselves. This is explored when Forrester’ willingness to help mentor Jamal helps, Jamal gain hope that his writing expertise are further than what they seem to be and also gain more confidence in own writing.

Initially, Jamal is introduced as a character who cares only about his appearance in society so he chooses basketball more than anything. Jamal breaking into William’ apartment as a dare from his friend show that he was placing himself in where society wants him to be. When he breaks in the apartment, he runs away leaving him backpack behind after he accidentally wakes up Forrester. In the scene where Jamal meets the man with a BMW is the first scene where we see that he is much more smarter than what he seems to be because he know how BMW came to be. After Jamal get his backpack back, he see that all his journal where marked by William Forrest in which he goes to him and ask if William could read more of his pieces. William tells him to go away and write a five hundred word document on why he should stay away. Many people would have left it alone and never come back. Jamal choosing to write the essay shows that he has so much potential in life and he wants to extended his writing into something bigger that he could show some days. William finally agrees to mentor Jamal because he see that he has so much potential and he could do so much with it outside of the environment he is in. This is an act of unexpected kindness from Forrester because he is willing to teach Jamal even though he does not know him because he saw something in Jamal that he had not seen in many year which was a brilliant writer.

Then, Jamal begin to gain hope and confident in himself when he moves to the new private school because we see him going to see William more often to challenge his writing. This is shown more when he is given a book by Forrester and was told to start writing from what he sees and then extended further with his writing. He was normally judged by his professor Crawford who instantly judges him because he is an African- American boy who lives in the  Bronx and plays basketball. Crawford instantly judges him because he does not believe that Jamal a teen from such an environment he lives in could possibly be that smart and such a great writer. This shows that not only was Crawford being judgmental, he was also being racist and was also threatened by Jamal being such a great writer. Jamal gains more confidence when he says “You said my expertise are further than just the basketball quote : what you meant was that it’s further not as in distance”, this shows that he was more confidence in himself to which  he challenges Crawford with quotes and their authors.

Finally, Jamal gains more confident in himself about his writing. This is shown during the basketball state championship game after being told to win the game and then his paper and his suspension could be excuses. Furthermore, Jamal misses the fouls shot in which earlier in the film he shot fifty foul shots in a row this shows that he misses those foul shot to prove a point to Crawford and the rest of the society that was placing his just as a basketball player. He misses the foul shots because he wanted to prove that he was more than just a basketball player, he wanted to be known as a brilliant writer who wanted to fit in society. All he wanted was to be able to prove that even though he was a black teen from the Bronx, he was a reclusive , brilliant and a fantastic writer who just wanted to be seem that way not  be placed where everyone thinks he is. Through their friendship and unexpected kindness both Jamal Wallace and William Forrester gains confident in themselves and escape where they are usually put in by society. Furthermore, Jamal Wallace being able to show that he was more than what he seemed to be and William Forrester being able to escape solidarity from society.

In conclusion William’ unexpected kindness to mentor Jamal, made Jamal gain hope that he was a brilliant writer and could further his expertise into something more powerful and gain confidence in himself that he could writer something powerful that showed hope and could help others in society that writing could be way to to prove something in society. It also helped William Forrester can confident and travel after many years of isolating himself.

January 10

The Forgiving Heart (Free Choice)

My poem was inspired by one of the themes form P. K. Page’s poem called “Sisters”. When l read the poem my mind thought about forgiveness. Forgiveness is not only about forgiving other individuals, it could be also about letting go of the burden you carry within yourself. Normally when l hear the word ‘forgive”, l think about forgiving myself because they are other times in life where l have blamed myself for someone’s death or actions because l felt that l had let them down. Life is full of ups and downs but sometimes we learn to let go, let go of the pain or burdens. It teaches us that everything in life happens for a reasons, God know what he is doing. Letting go of grudges and bitterness. When someone you care about hurts you, you can hold on to anger, resentment and thoughts of revenge — or embrace forgiveness and move forward. … These wounds can leave you with lasting feelings of anger and bitterness — even vengeance. To be able to forgive we have to learn to accept the situation, without acceptance no one can ever move forward.


Forgive is to forget right.
Then why does it hurt?
Then why does my throat clench up and my eyes start to water?
If forgive is to forget, shouldn’t l be smiling.
Is something a matter with me?

NO!

Forgive is not to forget.
Forgive is to move forward.
Forgive is to accept
To accept that the past is real and it will always be there.
To accept that the pain will dull, but never fully go away.
To accept that everything that happens to you is a lesson.
To forgive is to show how much you’ve grown.
To understand that we are all humans and humans make mistakes.
To forgive and accept that you finally understand the lessons you were taught.

Forgiveness is both easy and hard.
it hurts and pleases the heart.
It lets you know that the pain is there, despite how much stronger you have grown.

The fear and dread you feel when you have those words.
The conflict you feel as you question whether you should forgive or hold on.

Past hatred and pain comes back and whisper in you ear.
You may want to stay bitter and regret the apology that’s been given to you.
However, to do that is to refuse to grow.
Forgiveness is the hardest thing human can do,
But sometimes in the end it’s worth it and helps you move even further in life.

January 10

Writer’s Seminar – Maya Angelou

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.


My Emulation

I used to think courage meant keeping
everything to yourself.
That strength was bottling things up to deal
with on your own.
That crying was weakness and vulnerability
was foolish.
It’s not.

Somehow you’ve managed to teach me that courage
is sharing your burdens and real strength
is sharing your soul, even if
tears fall as you do it and you’ve left feeling
more vulnerable than ever.

This courage is different than the courage
you’ve tried on before.
It’s fierce, And strong
And makes you feel warm.
It’s blazing, And daring.
It flows to the floor ,
It’s empowering,
And bright, And dark
And propelling

Only you knew the depth of the ocean my heart lies in,
and you have found the courage to dive deep enough to find it.
Now you know it takes courage to be yourself, to be different,
in the face of tolerance and despite prejudice.
It takes courage to open up, to let someone in.

Are you afraid! Afraid yo get hurt or retained by pride.
Be brave a little, everyday have the courage to be you.

I wrote this poem because sometimes in life we need courage. We need courage to keep us going during the trials of life. It takes courage to be something, to be someone and to be yourself. Sometimes we need a little courage to keep us going in life. The courage to be able to share your story to others to encourage them that they are not the only ones going through what they are going through. That’s what part of courage is.

November 9

Buried Life

Little by little as you left your buried life behind, the light began to turn
into darkness through the darkest times in life and there was a new life
which you slowly recognized as your own.
The buried life was lost but never forgotten.

Here l am again wondering why the buried life has yet passed by me.
The unspeakable desires froze and stayed in the buried life, leaving me
in a den of lions hoping that in the future l would be brave and not leave
the buried life.

How am l still in this life?
Why am l still wasting my time? When l miss the buried life.

The longing to be able to be successful passed by me, fast and furious.
The buried life was never introduced to the past me but hoped that l could
grab hold of it; maybe, just maybe, l could have had a wild and free life.
But the past is past, the present is present, all the possible life lost yet the future awaits.

My idea of buried life presumes that every human life is imbued with a true path, an authentic course, a call to adventure, and a genuine sense of vocation. Buried life inspires the desire to seek liberation from that which binds. When we are faced with a painful adventure in life we tend to get lost along the way and leave our buried life behind.

When l started writing my free choice, l became to think why l had a buried and how my buried life began. I finally realized that my buried life began a long time ago however l was never aware of it. I began thinking how, why, what and when. It began the day l felt like l needed to be strong for everyone around me who had the same grief. Grief after losing someone to suicide can feel like a roller-coaster, full of intense ups and downs and everything in between.

In 2013 , when my childhood best friend died, l was devastated. I did not know how l could deal with such a horrific event. The only way l knew how to deal with death was putting my own feelings aside for the sake of everyone around me. I felt like l was the one who had to be strong for everyone. In reality l knew that l was not as strong as everyone thought l was. I was only being strong because everyone was expecting me to break down. I didn’t want everyone to see me weak. The shock and grief that consumes you after you lose someone to suicide is overwhelming. It can feel like you have fallen into a deep hole and will never be able to get out. That’s how l felt.

I got lost along the way and l forgot who l was. I became this person who was broken inside but strong on the outside. I forgot my true self and l became someone who l was not. I became this person who hides her feeling inside. That was never part of the plan. The plan was for me to be strong for everyone and deal with own emotions later. However, l hid those feeling inside for so long that l forgot the real me. The real me was confident, happy, wild and free. Who was l now? Was it too let go back to the buried life? Slowly l have been recognizing my own life as the buried life l knew from before.

October 1

Polished Visual- Vicious World

“Boom, Boom”, my eyes went wide open as l woke up and heard the sound. “Boom, boom” l heard that noise again and then l knew , it was the sound of our freedom being ripped away from us , the cry for help and the cry for our loved ones as the bombs and guns went off. I knew that no one was safe anymore, no one was ever safe in this dangerous world that is full of hatred.

At that moment it reminded me about my parents , how they had been killed few years back during the time soldiers of our country decided to abandon their people and let us suffer by killing us with their military weapons.

My hatred grew , for myself,  my dead parents who were shot and for them leaving me to take care of my brother Jordan. Everyday l prayed to God asking him “Why lord? what have your people done to deserve this kind of suffering, why God”. “Jordan, Jordan” l called out from my room “start packing boy, we have to move fast before they find us here and kill us”. My brother was the only family l had left. “Boom, boom” that sound again l heard it from afar, l knew we had to act fast before they reach our neighborhood.

Moving from city to city for the past nineteen years of my life was something that was not new anymore. It was only a matter of time until l realized that this country was never safe and l made a decision that the best opinion for my brother and l being safe was for us move to the next country and never look back.

“Legacy”, they said people wanted to leave a legacy for themselves before they could die how can you leave a legacy when we all die the same. The only legacy that is being left is that, ‘that woman or man died in the bombing trying to save their own lives. Is this time for people to be selfish and save their own lives or come together and try to save each other.

“Boom, boom” that sound again was reaching near. “Jordan, are you there” l was getting nervous because l have not heard from my brother. I ran up to his room to look for him but only to find an empty room. “Oh boy, where could he have gone”, my heartbeat was beating fast and l had started sobbing. I took my bags and Jordan and l ran because l knew that he was playing soccer up in the north shore. “Jordan, Jordan”

I could see him from a distance . As l was approaching him l saw a man holding a gun . As Jordan started chasing the soccer ball, l ran as fast as l could because he was running towards the gun man. “Boom, boom” l heard the noise again but this time it was different because it seemed really close. Everything around me went dark and l knew then it was over,  i felt my whole world come falling down on my feet and that was it……

September 15

Live your life with no excuses.

Do not fear failure rather fear not trying

Failure is a lack of success and we usually fear failure because we are afraid that we are not going to reach our own goals. How are we suppose to reach our goals when we are even afraid to fail or keep trying until we reach that goal. I choose this life philosophies because pain is a strong deterrent. This means that we, ironically, feel most inclined to give up on areas that matter to us. The more important they are, the scarier and more painful they are to fail at.. Not giving up has resulted in the greatest successes of my life. We often quit because of lack of ownership, not willing to put the time, afraid to fail at something again and not willing to put the time.

Time is useless use it wisely.

We don’t know what is might happen to us in a minute, hour, a day, week, month or year. I chose this quote because l believe that we should use our time wisely before it’s too late for us do make a change. Things aren’t always going to be there in life they come and go so we should use our time wisely rather than wasting with unwanted things in life.l have three ways that l can use my time wisely which include ;

  1. you are how you spend your time

  2. schedule things that make you happy

  3. Church is your second home

Fortune favours the brave

Life is driven by destiny. You are the creator of your own destiny. To me this life philosophy means that people who encounter difficulties with courage can achieve massive success in life. A person who hesitate or afraid of venturing into new tasks can do no great deed. It suggests that as to take a risk now and then. People achieve success in life not because of their good luck alone. They achieve success because they are brave enough to remove the obstacles with courage. Things that come to us quite easily are rather lightly esteemed. Prizes won after hard fights are worth having. Favor here means to look favorably upon, or to reward. The brave, refers to anyone who is brave.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with one step at a time

You may plan and dream all you want about a long journey, but you have to begin somewhere. You may have a vision or agenda for change, but the first step is crucial getting started. So put that foot forward, and realize that this humble step will one day take you down the path to a destination that you may reach only years later. If you wait for things to happen, probably, nothing would happen. You have to take the initiative and act. You need to take the first step, and then the other steps would follow. Waiting, and doing nothing, do not create success, and do not help you achieve your goals, tasks or chores. You need to act. You need to move toward your goal and not wait for the right time, the right circumstances or the right mood.

In the end we only regret the changes we didn’t take.


We can’t turn back the clock of time. Good or bad, right or wrong, it is done. It’s over! One thing you don’t want to say before you die is. I should have done this or I should have said that or I should have loved more, or give more, or experience more. Don’t wait another day to take a risk toward your dreams, don’t wait another day to do an action toward what you feel is right. If you don’t take chances and actions toward your goals, if you play it safe, and feel secure where you are at. You will loose yourself, your dreams will fade away until you don’t believe in them anymore and you will never know what your life could have been, if you would have taken small risks and pushed hard to get to your dreams. When you see an opportunity, take it, cease it and never look back to where you were.

Narrative

Growing up l always loved playing tennis. It was always my escape from the outside world. When l was in grade four l was giving an opportunity to be trained by the Zimbabwean tennis player Byron Black and Cara Black. They gave me this opportunity hoping that l would have bettered my future. They were going to train me for for two to three years because they hoped l could be the next generation of tennis players of our country. I became more and more arrogant and overconfidence. I kept on telling myself that l did not need practice and that l know no matter what l was going to make it in the world of tennis. I started missing practice and lying that l was sick because l did not want to show up to practice. It got to the point where Cara had to call my mom and my mom would have to lie for me because she thought l was at practice too. One day l got home and saw Cara and Byron at my house and they told me that “life is hard but sometime in life we are going to regret passing a great opportunity”. This quote has always struck with me because everyday in life l always wonder how my life would have been if l had just shown up to practice. Maybe, just maybe l could have been the youngest tennis player of Zimbabwe. I wasted this opportunity because l listened to the outside world that was telling me that l am afraid of failure and that l should quit before l failed. From this life experience l have learnt that being afraid of failure has made me pass many changes in my life. In order for us to not regret the changed we passed we have to overcome our fear of failure or else we will never succeed in life so we should grab and hold on to those changes even though we might tend to think that change is negative rather than positive.