Year 6M

Personifying Poetry Perfectly in 6M

This term in 6M, we have been busy with countless different activities, including creating multi-media projects on both the Space Race and Electricity.

However, the subject that produced the highest level of quality work was in English, throughout our Performance Poetry unit. Students used all their skills, tricks and mastery to create lively and imaginative poems using all sorts of clever stuff to do it.

Figurative language was the theme and for those of you uncertain that means, here are just of a few types we included within or writing: similes, metaphors, personification and hyperbole. There are always surprises when listening to the poems, either in how well they’ve been written or how well they have been performed.

Special mentions must go out to Andrei P., Victor, Maia, Luca, and Sofia for their simile poems.

However, it was in the world of personification that the talent in the class shone through. Poems were awash with imagery, bringing objects alive, and Adelina and Daria were the masters of this.

Mr Rab Morrison

fear

Fear, A feeling of being weak, A feeling of being afraid, A feeling that drags you down constantly. No one can escape fear. It is like a monster that burns your world. No matter what we do, eventually, Fear will catch up to us as fast as a cheetah. Fear is manipulative, It can tell people to make wrong choices, Choices that can affect others around you, Choices that are often irreversible.

But fear isn’t all bad, It can make you dodge bad things and decisions. Fear is attached to your instincts. With the right choices, you can dodge bad things as swift as a hummingbird! Fear is inevitable. Yes, even the bravest person that ever lived experienced fear. If you let fear control you, it will use you as its puppet And make its own decision depending on your guilt and doubt. Fear is like a seesaw. It is ok to be afraid from time to time, But if you let fear control you, Your whole life can go downhill.

By Adelina Oltean

The ghost

I have scared a million souls, I have patrolled all day long, I am the great ghost I have lived the most, It’s a myth for me to live in a haunted mansion, It should be a sanction, I only want luxury life, As luxurious as the King’s wife So at night Or at day Doesn’t matter what they say, I go to a mansion, like other ghosts might. And I enjoy it It’s better than the graveyard, Which is as boring as a car being stuck in traffic So, for me it’s magic. I don’t get caught, Normally, Because I am invisible, simply, “YAWN!” Goes Mr Moght And he goes on me, I don’t feel a thing, He shivers, strangely Maybe he can feel me I’ll just rely on my invisibility, For now at least, I can enjoy the feast I think I was famous back in the old days, A Lady Gaga doing everything the old ways!

By Daria Mititelu