I had the chance to meet Witi Ihimaera, author of The Whale Rider, in Auckland in October 2014, and also attended a writing workshop led by him. In the workshop, Ihimaera talked about reshaping myths for a contemporary audience, and how that can be used to draw parallels and tell powerful stories like The Whale […]
I walked through the crooked corners, rubber soles padded on the cobbled stone street, sat down on an uneven wooden bench with three fourth legs to look at dying light over the old oak tree and cry.
My grandfather came on a rusted red bicycle, and sat beside me, with his old French pipe and his worn suit jacket and the smell of smoke, oranges and regrets.
We were companions, sharing our souls and tired sighs and bleak gazes into the endless stretch of the night sky, surrounded by the low squeaking of the bicycle, with its nuts and bolts and chains sliding together, falling apart, trying to keep itself going.
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Based on the format of the chapter Next in the novel Sold by Patricia McCormick.
As I walk into an alley with rundown houses, moldy walls and the smell of sewage and feces,
Looking at the puddles, cow dung and god-know-what-else on the ground to avoid dirtying my sneakers, next to
A group of people sitting on the back of a decorated truck, craning their necks to get a better look of us, next to
A little boy and a little girl jumping back and forth over a black puddle, the boy slipped and got his left foot wet, next to
An empty yellow rickshaw, next to
A cow leisurely lying in the shade of a tin roof, next to
Emulation of the chapter Everything I Need to Know in the novel Sold by Patricia McCormick.
Everything I Need to Know
Before today, mommy says, you could wear basketball shorts, run around and get as tan as a piece of burnt wood,
Now, mother says, you must wear dresses, be neat and act elegantly,
Never get your knees scraped up,
Never climb trees because you will rip your dress,
Never be too bold around boys and get too touchy-freely with them,
And never act differently around girls,
Otherwise people will think you are not normal.