Daily Create #29

#tdc1571 Write a fictional backstory for a death reported by @DeathMedieval

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Found this in the archives of Twitter and thought it was perfect.

 

Thomas knew he shouldn’t be wondering near the pool. It was cursed. Despite that fact he was drawn to the pool like a moth is drawn to light. He normally wasn’t even allowed to wonder on his own but his tutor had put himself to sleep with a bottle of gin, his mother was dead and his father was too busy with the estate to notice Thomas. He started wondering around the pool because it was so close to his home and the mill where the miller’s daughter worked. She came every morning with her father to work the mill and despite the fact she and Thomas had never spoken he was convinced she loved him. She was tall, thin with a pile of long black hair. It was constantly shimmering as if it was always wet but Thomas liked that about her hair. She was always smiling at him and for some reason her father, the miller never noticed. Thomas sometimes thought he acted like she didn’t exist at all.

It was dark that night in 1311 and Thomas was looking to be alone but when he got to the mill he found the miller’s daughter there crying. He had never spoken to her or touched her but when he saw her there so helpless he went to her and held her. She was soaking wet which Thomas thought was odd and he wondered if she had fallen in the marsh and almost drowned. It would explain her wet and hysterical state. He pulled her up and instead of walking toward the estate with him, she pulled him with her to the marsh’s edge. Out of the trees walked the most beautiful black horse Thomas had ever seen. The horse brayed at the girl and came to her when she stretched out her hand. Thomas stood as in a trance as the girl climbed onto the horses back and held out her hand to Thomas. He climbed up after her and together they rode the horse into the swampy waters never to be seen alive again.

Thomas’s body was found a week later face down in the swampy waters of Horspool. The official report was that he drowned but those that lived there new better. A kelpy haunted those waters and used the illusion of a young girl to lure it’s victims to their death.

A Garden #DigLit

It was not easy thinking of a metaphor for myself as a teacher or what I want my classroom to look like so I started thinking. The first thing that came to mind was Six Word Memoirs. I first read the book I Can’t Keep My Own Secrets: Six-Word Memoirs by Teens Famous & Obscure (Six-Word Memoirs) when I was in high school and the idea always stuck with me. I always wanted to write my own six word memoir so when I started out this project that’s what I wanted to do. I was going to write a bunch of six word memoirs about me as a learner and how that shaped who I wanted to be as a teacher. That’s not exactly how my project went. I realized that I had to think of a metaphor and write about that which took some of the wind out of my sails. I recouped by deciding to write six word metaphors about me as a teacher and my classroom but as I started writing something else started appearing on the page. First of all it is extremely hard to write six word metaphors. Second of all I am not even sure if what I was writing would even be called metaphors. I took a step back from my work and started thinking about it differently. I looked up some articles about metaphors and then I just started writing. I ended up writing a poem, which is not something I do. I used to love to write and read poetry when I was younger but I have fallen out of that as late. I either like poetry that talks about philosophy/ideas or that talks about experiences. I also really like Shel Silverstein but I digress. I do not usually write poetry and so this is a free verse poem that has six words in each line. I wasn’t sure how I was going to present it because I am terrible with technology. At first I thought I would create a google docs slide show and just publish it to the internet or share it on my blog. I really wanted to set it to music though so I ended up creating an iMovie which was a labor of love. It took me 3 1/2 hours because I am new to iMovie and I had a plan in my head which I was not about to deviate from. After I finished the movie I watched and realized there was quite a few mistakes I hadn’t caught the first time around so I had to go back and edit my photos and change the length of some of the pictures and then I had to change the presentation of the some of the pictures. I never thought it would end but it did and I am very happy with the final result.
I really do like to think of my classroom as a garden that I cultivate and grow. I know a lot of my students will be coming to me as baby plants and I hope to pass them onto their next teachers as fully grown plants that can only keep growing.