Today the Earth cried While the sun looked orange like her hennaed hair She bought with her some rainbow coloured chart papers for each of them. Today being a creative class where they could pour their souls, spill their thoughts and paint a dream for themselves Miss Vedika couldn’t let the adversities of village in Mali dampen the spirit of her class This class would have to do without Chalk and board this time Vedika knew the demons of no sponsorships were not as big as drought and famine Was thirst of knowledge enough to feed so many mouths then? was a territory she normally excused herself of. After all,She was just a instrument in a form of Teacher to help these students learn to make a headway in life Aw ni wula, I ni tile, dilan dow danfara (good afternoon, make some difference ) she greeted as they came It had started to drizzle as she passed on the sheets and colour pens While the crops bathed in the backyard, her flock gathered to educate themselves Vedika addressed her students, “now we go on a little Mars expedition, will you all join me”. “Ofcourse’’ was an instant response a huge cheer as the strong breeze too joined the class with rapt attention Can you then create an art to inspire Elu to start organic farming in Mars Vedika had just read an article, about researcher’s explorations about Mars And she was sure that these bunch of future Agrinauts would impress everyone I farati( Look out), make this your opportunity and lay the seed of your crop of imagination that can sustain any storms After over a month of classes,here was the fruit of her labour, canvases like A waste management system, crop rotation, healthy field etc were laid depicting how they had implemented the lessons and also future aspirations like probably the Mars. After a healthy discussion, they all walked outside to the parapet towards the field along with Vedika to cultivate new vegetation this summer. Some Facts: Mali- Mali is officially the Republic of Mali is a landlocked country in West Africa. Language - Bambara Aw ni wula, I ni tile, dilan dow danfara =good afternoon, make some difference I farati- Look out Elu- my nickname
Twenty Little Poetry Projects was developed by Jim Simmerman had this unusual but exciting prompt challenge:
Begin the poem with a metaphor.
Say something specific but utterly preposterous
Use at least one image for each of the five senses, either in succession or scattered randomly throughout the poem.
Use the proper name of a person and the proper name of a place.
Contradict something you said earlier in the poem.
Change direction or digress from the last thing you said.
Use a word (slang?) you’ve never seen in a poem.
Use an example of false cause-effect logic.
Use a piece of talk you’ve actually heard (preferably in dialect and/or which you don’t understand).
Create a metaphor using the following construction: “The (adjective) (concrete noun) of (abstract noun) . . .”
Use an image in such a way as to reverse its usual associative qualities.
Make the persona or character in the poem do something he or she could not do in “real life.”
Refer to yourself by nickname and in the third person.
Write in the future tense, such that part of the poem seems to be a prediction.
Modify a noun with an unlikely adjective.
Make a declarative assertion that sounds convincing but that finally makes no sense.
Use a phrase from a language other than English.
Make a non-human object say or do something human (personification).
Close the poem with a vivid image that makes no statement, but that “echoes” an image from earlier in the poem.
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