Take the character you wrote about in today's class and write from the point of view of that character. In other words, use "I" to describe how the world looks from inside that person.
To make it easier, describe a "moment" in the life of that person (a single incident happening at one specific time, for example). What does he or she think about? What matters to him or her? What doesn't matter? How does his or her mind work?
No set number of words. Put your finished work as a comment to this post. See you next week!
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A funny guy
It is a typical Wednesday afternoon in the club house. Here and there, men and ladies groups are chattering about golf with beer mugs or coffee cups in their hand. Some golfers are still inquiring of their score of the tournament with Mas who is a committee of our Japanese Canadian Senior Golf Club. Poor guy! He came to the course at 7: 30 A.M. and will stay till 5:00 P.M. to keep our result every Wednesday. He joined the club a few years ago and was obligated to accept as a committee which no body want it because of it’s toughness. He is a tall guy as Japanese, has a fairy nice looking face with sun glasses on, hats 5 years old Nike golf cap to hide his boldness and always wears the same pants. He has no sense in fashion! Since I am the youngest girl in this club, I always careful my appearance and try to draw their attention. Whenever Mas pass by me, he gestures sniff around me and walk away with a smile. I don’t like it. In Japan, gentleman never does such an act to me. He must has lived in here for long time to be became westernized. Only one good thing with Mas is he is a hard worker and is trying to help ladies to keep up to date their handicap. Oh well, after all I don’t understand English at all , so I have to use all my femininity to get help from him. Time to go. I will give him my score card with a little bite smile and go home by my white Mercedes Benz which my late husband gave it to me. “ See you next week , Tanaka san , sayonara.”
Thanks Masaru for having your homework done in plenty of time. You look to have done an interesting job. Your work will help the others I'm sure. See you in class on Thursday.
Marching for Politics?
One of my neighbors, Amy, introduced her friend to me. The lady, Marilyn, invited me to have a walk after supper. It was cloudy and nearly turning dark. I was surprised at her appearance. She wore wrap-around sunglasses, fancy red 1 1/2 inch leather heels, beautiful laces around hem and sleeves of her blouse, a narrow short mini skirt. Her Adrey Hepburn hair style had been dyed brown. Moreover, I was shocked by her loud voice that repeated, "I strongly claim loyalty to my communist party forever," three times within the half hour walk.
The character's point of view:
I came to Canada a couple of months ago. According to my observation, the Canadian style of dressing is quite casual. How can they compare capitalism to communism! There is a saying,"seeing is believing." If they are conscious about my fashion, they will realize how prosperous the communist has been. Wherever I go, I will show them my modernity and wealth. Enjoying a better life, I just put my sincerely loyal to the communist party.
Homework for Sept.27 (on Character)
I am a mixed-blooded girl, half from my Caucasian dad and half from my Indian mom. The most fashionable dress that I wear quite often is Indian tunic. I do not know why I study Special Education Teacher Assistant here, probably because I have an autistic cousin. I got a part-time teacher assistant position this semester and have to monitor the English test today. I guess my smoky make-up eyes would terrify some people, but I like it. This semester, I got my hands full- lots of assignments from six subjects, … My parents bought a black wheel-on luggage, isn’t that cool? Oh, it is near 2 o’clock, I have to put all my stuff into my wheel-on luggage and better run. 122 words
When I walked on the street, I noticed that the eye-lights of the people around converged on me. I am neither a star of film nor a star of spot, but I causes a sensation too. That is what I need. It isn’t matter of what they think. I don’t care about it. My teacher had told me to be dressed properly, but I think it is the old dogma. Once a time, one of my girl-friends teased me: “don’t you crazy, not Halloween yet!” I am an egocentric. I just concern the feeling of my own. But what is the matter is the thinking of my boyfriend. Fortunately, he is just the same sort of person like me.
I understand what people think about me. They think I’m weird. I’m 76, I don't have children. Three years ago, my wife who accompany with me 50 years passed away. That almost beat me down. We loved each other no matter what happed. She was my only partner. From that time, my heart died. I blocked my life, and I avoid talking to others. I can not see others reaction because of my eye sick. I want to follow my wife, so I keep going and going. I believe in heaven and eternity. If everything could come again, I would give my wife more. Now, life to me means nothing, I only hope to live with my loved people soon.
My first script "Walking with a Friend's Friend" was 123 words. My second script on September 27, which I changed the title to "Marching for Politics?" was 95 words. Now I revise it again. It is 89 words.
My third script is below:
Marching for Politics?
It was cloudy and nearly turning dark. Marilyn, one of my neighbor’s friend, invited me to have a walk after supper. I was surprised at her appearance. She wore the wrap-around sunglasses, red high heels leather shoes, fancy laces around the hem and sleeves of her blouse, and a narrow miniskirt. Her Audrey Hepburn hair style had been dyed brown. Moreover, I was shocked by her loud voice repeated, “I strongly claim loyalty to my communist party forever,” three time within the half hour walk.
89 words
I took off the beginning sentence and two words, which are “One of my neighbors, Amy, introduced her friend to me. The lady,---” because I found this sentence was too wordy. Then I moved “It was cloudy and nearly turning dark” to the first sentence, for the atmosphere of turning dark can be used as setting. I even changed the title “Walking with a Friend’s Friend” to “Marching for Politics?”. Since the character claimed her loyalty to Communist party for three times, I was afraid she might try to impose her politicized idea on me.
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