The optional assignment this week was to write at length about something that takes very little time to happen - and to write very briefly about something that takes a long time to happen - and to do each three times. I loved this exercise - the short and long writing - and being forced to do each three times. For the long
writing about a short thing I chose to do the sneeze - and for my short writing
about a long thing I chose to write of birth/life/death. I have included all three versions here - I loved that I had to do it differently each
time - and I think I did it.
Lessons for practice: This is definitely an exercise to build into teaching practice - to allow students to just free write and to start to develop a writing self - and to demonstrate in practice that there really is more than one way to answer an essay question.
The writing:
I felt it coming – the tickle, tickling tickled sensation at the
back of my nose – down into the deep depths of my whole body. Toes clench,
muscles bunch – the diaphragm contracts, roils, bubbles and bursts – the rush –
the noise – the expulsion of a burst – an explosion, a ratcheting convulsive
bang of AIR thrust through spaces too small to contain the power – the force -
the sheer amount of air – from tubule, bronchial, lobe, lung – trachea – nasal
passage and OUT through nostril – mouth – nose – body – the SNEEZE!!!
Nasty brutish short.
A light cool breeze caught my ankle – and a sudden shiver ran
through and up. Hairs stood erect – puzzled. The feeling became muscular – a
dissonance – and a shake – a shiver, a shivering… No! Doubt – resistance - confusion… What? Why? How? And still
it came, building force – gathering pace and power – and bursts – erupting –
eruption – the body twisting turning resisting fighting – giving in releasing
exploding imploding outploding bursting – BANG. The SNEEZE!
Birth Movement Stopped
Wet dripping force and energy – a twisting and turning – a damp
a wet a movement an eruption a dissonance and a confusion a roil a boil a
convulsive burst of air and noise and resistance and acceptance – an in – and
an OUT – oh such an OUT – such a bang a burst an explosion of self of noise of
release of anguish – am I ill? Is this a sneeze or the biggest big bang my
personal beginning from nothing comes noise and wet and air and… collapse.
Leap Life Lost.
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