11B and 12B ENGLISH COMMUNICATION

12B are buzzing in anticipation of the Senior Conference. Since finding out the topic for this year’s conference is HOPE, the ideas have been flying around about what type of Multimedia presentation to do. To get in the mood and fully understand what the term HOPE means to each student, we wrote poems about what HOPE means to us as individuals. Below are some samples of 12B HOPE POETRY…..

By Delita 12B

If hope could be a colour
It would be blue
as beautiful as the sky
If hope could be a taste
It would taste just like sugar candy
If hope could be a smell
It would be Kup Mari Turtle – Traditional way
If hope could be a sound
It would be Cousin and Brothers singing Island songs
If hope could be a feeling
It would be happy all the time
If hope could be an animal
It would be a flying fox flying in the noontime heading North

This year I hope all year 12 students will graduate successfully from Djarragun College

For the future I hope that everything in my life will be good!


Michael Geas…. Hope

If Hope could be a colour it would be BLUE
As Cool as The Great big Ocean
If Hope could be a taste it would taste just like Crunchy Chips
If Hope could be a smell it would be
The smell of the salty sea
If Hope could be a sound it would be
AIM 4 More who plays Reggae songs
If Hope could be a feeling it would be
Watching my uncle playing the Guitar
If Hope would be an animal it would be
A Dove flying up in the big blue sky

This year I Hope to Graduate Yr 12.
For the Future I hope to get a good job at a five Star Restaurant.

What a week it has been! The 11B students completed work on Metaphors, Personification, Rhyme, Rhythm and Alliteration. The classes were packed with writing, reading and fun games. Below are some poems for your enjoyment.

THE FLOWER

It looks
As pretty as a rainbow
Alone
Just sitting in a beautiful vase
The flower sings a romantic song
At the dinner table

By Arron Miller

THE FOOTBALL

The football flies fast
Like a running river
Its smile floats across
The blue sky
It dances through the air
Like a bird
“You can catch it,
GO FOR IT!”

By Arthur Dau

THE RIVER

The river runs alone
It dies slowly
Wishing people around
Swimming in it to
Help make it happy
To bring back the memories
It had in the past
As it dies alone
Unhappy without memories for the future

By Ronjamin Mosby