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Dramatic Adaptation Idea

Films:

1. Ratatouille

2. Coco

3. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

4. Parasite

5. Chinese Zodiac

(十二生肖)

Two stories or books:

1. To live

(by余華)

2. Little Red Riding Hood

(小红帽)

TV program:

1. Squid Game

(魷魚遊戲)

2. Digital Monster/Digimon

(數碼寶貝)

Video games:

The Legend of Zelda: Breath of

the Wild

(塞爾達傳說：曠野之息)

Two poems/Songs/Raps:

1. wildest dream

2. Destiny

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I' m Cassie Kexin Fan, a year 3 student majoring in translation. I have a bit of social anxiety. It is hard for me to talk to someone actively. But don’t worry! I am a kind person and willing to make new friends!! Another thing is that I am a ddl fighter. This habit has made me a night owl. So I am always late for the morning class. (Hoping that one day all morning classes can be canceled :)) What’s more, I am a K-pop lover. Most of the groups I follow are girl groups.

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1. Rhythms “glance and necklace ”

2. Facial expression

3. Emotion (the tone)

4. Hand gestures e.g.“phone call gesture”

5. Well structured   A group of sentences starts with “Love is…” (make audiences concentrate and notice them this is the highlight)

6. Tempo (attract people’s attention)

7. Cooperation

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Exposition

The Viking village of Berk raises sheeps for living but dragons always steal them. So, the Vikings need to kill the dragons and they see killing dragons as an honor. Hiccup is one of them but he was weak and short among those strong peers.

Inciting accident

Once in a fight, hiccup shot a Night Fury which was the dangerous and mysterious dragon in the book. He found it in a cave and its tail was hurted so it cannot fly. He is a kind person so he cut the rope and set the night fury free.

Raising action

Hiccup started to take care of the night fury and make him a new tail. The Viking kids were having class everyday to learn dragons’ habits. Hiccup did it very well because he learned all of that from the night fury which he named as “toothless”.

The climax

When Hiccup was having his ceremony of being an adult which is to kill a dragon, he tried to persuade his dad that they can live a harmonious life with dragons. His father’s rude action made the dragon angry and was about to hurt Hiccup. Toothless felt Hiccup was in trouble so he ran to the village to save Hiccup. Unfortunately, he was caught by Hiccup’s dad.

Climax

Hiccup’s dad uses toothless as a compass guiding them to the biggest nest and tries to destroy it . They awakened the biggest dragon which is the Red Death. The Vikings found they are in trouble because the red death is too strong. Hiccup and his friends ride dragons to distract red death. And Vikings finally found dragons are not evil. They cooperate and kill the red death which is the bad boss. For the safety of the Vikings, hiccup wanted to sacrifice himself. However toothless saved him but lost one of his legs.

Falling action

When hiccup awakened, he found that his dad built houses and facilities for dragons to live on the island with them.

Resolution

The Viking and dragons live together as a family.

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The dashing bus

The anxious traffic lights

The hurried footsteps of pedestrians

These are the fluttering pulse of the city

Swallowing people into its stomach when flashing

Step on the underground to the city's heart

Underground own a sky

Compared with outside that is a different size

Sometimes are yellow sometimes white

People are living under

Why is everyone walking so fast?

Are they being murder？

Heart beating in their chests

Can you hear？

Pay no attention to a familiar sight

Winter is coming

Tempreture lows

Cool wind almost flip the roof

Clothes gets thicker

Have a look!

You are out of breath!

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Characteristics: use a lot of figurative languages

Own a wide theme e.g. the relationship between the world and human

Open ending

Do not follow the original plot structure

Include many types like historical romance

Hard to understand

e.g.The Goldfinch -- By Donna Tartt

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reading this book is the very definition of being 'a labour of love.'

this story expects a lot from you. it requires attention, demands emotion, requests a sacrifice of time, asks for unconditional patience, and begs for your heart. but you keep turning the page, you keep coming back to theo and his story, because you know that your efforts, no matter how trying, will be worthwhile.

and it isnt until that last paragraph, you know the one im talking about, the last sentence that just bleeds love...more

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reading this book is the very definition of being 'a labour of love.' this story expects a lot from you. it requires attention, demands emotion, requests a sacrifice of time, asks for unconditional patience, and begs for your heart.

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How did I feel:

I haven't tried much to express emotions through words. But finding inspiration in life and when it flashes out gets me excited.

What I did well:

I use gestures as well as facial expressions while reading my spoken word.

I could improve:

The length could be longer and practice more to avoid pausing caused by nervous.

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1. Similes

Remy smiles like a sunflower.

French baguette tastes like a brick.

2. Metaphor

Their relationship is a collapsing building.

3. PERSONIFICATION / ZOOMORPHISM

The heat rushes towards the crowds waving its paws.

4. Hyperbole

Mom: Your room is a bottomless pit! You can never find your socks!

Me: I remember I put them here yesterday!

5. Litotes

“Should we take a cup of coffee for Larry?”

“Um, He is not a person who will fall asleep forever without coffee.”

6. I am an Oompa Loompa walking in Dongbei’s street.

7. The sounds of world

The crowing of roosters wakes everyone up.

8. The rhythm of words

Can a can like a canner can.

9. Oxymoron

Remy is a living death when doing homework.

Darry is a beautiful beast in his suit.

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“This meal is on me.”Joey stood up and went to the cashier. The fork dropped on the plate creating a loud sound. Mark stared at Joey’s vacant seat with his round eyes. The fire in his eyes burns stronger and stronger. He reached out and took Joey's fork. He knows he is allergic to pineapples. He lies on the seat again and smiles.

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Broken：This is the fourth time that her plan has been disapproved. The boss throwed her papers in the rubbish bin with hair lifts. “Last chance.” On the contrary, a calm voice came out from his mouth but shot her heart with fire. What a cloudy day. She carries a body full of tired returning home. A puppy rushes towards her waving its tail. As soon as she opens the light, her smile freezes, seeing a messy floor with tissues and leaves. She grabs the bloom besides her wanting to punish the puppy. But it freaks out and knocks down the vase that mom sent her as a present.

Lost: You are feeling confused today. This is the outcome of spending a whole month day and night working hard. You search and search, amend and amend. Now your boss’s mouth is repeatedly open and close saying blur words to you. You have no idea about him. Probably some swearing words. You are so familiar that you can even recite it. It seems like it is not the plan which is in the rubbish bin. It is you who are in there right now. Is it what you imagined when you were asked to write down your dream work when you were a child? What should you do? Should you change it again? The brain is tightly bound by a rope.

Blue: I am trapped by a white room. I raise my hand trying to feel the border. There is white outside white. Looking up is a blank. Like a foggy day seeing nothing but the white fog. No one knows what will fall down in the next second. The ground is safe. I can step on it. I knee down to feel it. Suddenly, it becomes soft and a hand softly drags me in. I try to help myself. But I fail. I can’t breathe, I almost drowned! Someone helps me! I found my throat was taken. I ‘m falling and falling until my last finger was swollen in this white monster’s stomach.

Final:

This is the fourth time that her plan has been disapproved. This is the outcome of spending a whole month day and night working hard. The boss throwed her papers in the rubbish bin with hair lifts. Now your boss’s mouth is repeatedly open and close saying blur words to you. You have no idea about him. Probably some swearing words. You are so familiar that you can even recite it. “Last chance.” On the contrary, a calm voice came out from his mouth but shot her heart with fire. It seems like it is not the plan which is in the rubbish bin. It is you who are in there right now. Is it what you imagined when you were asked to write down your dream work when you were a child? What should you do? Should you change it again? The brain is tightly bound by a rope. I am trapped by a white room. I raise my hand trying to feel the border. There is white outside white. Looking up is a blank. Like a foggy day seeing nothing but the white fog. No one knows what will fall down in the next second. The ground is safe. I can step on it. I knee down to feel it. Suddenly, it becomes soft and a hand softly drags me in. I try to help myself. But I fail. I can’t breath, I almost drowned! Someone helps me! I found my throat was taken. I ‘m falling and falling until my last finger was swollen in this white monster’s stomach. She carries a body  full of tired returning home. A puppy rushes towards her waving its tail. As soon as she opens the light, her smile freezes, seeing a messy floor with tissues and leaves. She grabs the bloom besides her wanting to punish the puppy. But it freaks out and knocks down the vase that mom sent her as a present. What a cloudy day.

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Michael had been sleeping like hibernating. He was not a night owl but yesterday he accidentally missed the stop while playing with his phone on the bus. When he realized the situation, the bus had already arrived at the destination. It took him a long time to find the way home. He was forced to stay up last night. So, the alarm did not wake him up.

He was so tired that he couldn’t even recognize himself when looked into the mirror. Today was his first Creative Writing class but he already messed it up. He picked his phone from the table and shouted out loud:”No wayyyyyyyyyyyy!”

This is a short paragraph correcting the cliche mistakes.

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Dad hid again. Every day when the sunshine jumps into my bed and wakes me up, it’s time for Daddy to go for a hunt in a place called “company”. I counted that after having five sunbathing lunches alone I could wait for a time when I could stay with dad. But as soon as the sun was blocked out, Dad would return with his prey.

"Ryan, do you want to go to the dog park and meet new friends?" New friends? What's that? Food? Did Daddy say go! Go play with the other puppy! My eyes sparkled. My tail waved spontaneously in the air. My ears were infected to dance too. Dad put my necklace around my neck. I skillfully followed him downstairs and climbed into the car.

The sky is vague and the ground is a little cold to my feet. But that's okay. I'm in the car. After walking around in my seat, I balled up and fell asleep. Opening my eyes again being woken up by barking. There was a puppy in the car next to me as well! I head up. His head is hanging out of the window as well as his tongue. Hi! how are you? I barked at him. He jerked his head back into the car window. He didn't respond to me but looked back at me with round eyes. After a moment raised his nose and sniffed the air. I just wanted to talk to him some more.

BUMP!

My body suddenly lost control and I stumbled into the gap between the seat and the door. Noise is all around. With all my strength, I lifted my head and tried to call Dad. Dad seemed to be asleep against the back of the seat and don't reach my head with his hand. I lifted my nose and sniffed. There was an unfamiliar smell in the air. I was a little uncomfortable. Scooting out my paws I twisted my body trying to lift myself out. My ears caught the subtle sound of an alarm, but all I could do was yell to get attention.

Someone carried me out. As soon as my feet touched the ground I sprinted out of the crowd like a race car. Away from here! The thought kept echoing in my head. Farther is the better!

The human legs plunged straight into the ground and stretched out upward. How they could be like a forest! I weaved my way through the jungle of legs. Screams constantly ringing in my ears. Someone was swinging a stick at me like a monster on TV and yelling: "BAD DOG!" Dad would say that only after I broke a vase. Had I done something wrong? My nostrils were filled with a mixture of odors. I tried to find the smell of home in it, but failed. I didn't know where I was.

Rain fell on me. I was shocked and hurriedly shook my body to get it off my body. But it seemed to be chasing me! Again I spread my legs and sprinted. I happened to pass a small store with a roof and I realized it can keeping the rain off. I turned my head and checked my body. Luckily the rain hadn't hurt me. I waved my tail and walked into the little store down the street, trying to rub against the staff's pants to conquer them with my cuteness. But my fur was already soaked. No one likes a wet dog. People shouted and pushed me away with stools and feet. I had to leave.

I'm not afraid of the rain anymore. It doesn't hurt me. My legs were shaking and my body was frozen. A smell of meat drilled into my nose and I followed my instincts. It was a restaurant. I walked in with my tail between my legs, hoping this wouldn't drive me away again.

Luckily the owner turned back with a blanket, wrapping me in warmth.

I was feeling much better.

I curled myself in a corner and tried to recover my strength. The owner brought a box with some meat and rice in it. It seemed like something Dad would love to eat. I crawled out of the blanket and buried my mouth in the rice. To be honest, I ate it so fast I didn't taste it at all. After licking the remains of the box, I tucked my head into the owner's palm to thank him. He patted my head and turned away. I stepped on the blanket and closed my eyes as I rolled myself. Hoped that I would see my dad tomorrow.

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Characteristics:

Accessible for all people no matter what gender what age you are

Utilize symbolism and a degree of poetic language to develop deeper thematic meanings

Full plot(Mostly a completed story)

e.g. The Lord Of The Rings -- J.R.R. Tolkien

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When I first chose Creative Writing, I was worried that it would be a class like middle school and high school composition classes where you need to follow a certain template. I later realized that I was overly concerned and I could create freely.

This course is developing our creativity and helping students express our ideas in more vivid language. In my daily life I have started to pay attention to the details around me such as the birds on the roadside, the leaves in the wind, and the passers-by. I would imagine what would happen to them.

One of my shortcomings when it comes to writing is that I lack patience. This usually makes me feel like there are a lot of details that didn't come out very well when looking back on my stories. However, I make drafts of my stories now , such as deciding on the setting in which the story will take place, characterization and so on. This usually makes my stories goes smoothly and gives the characters more dimension. I used to write long paragraphs of dialog, but now I've learned how to tell my stories better in figurative language.

By reading and commenting on other people's work, I learned that different people have completely different ways of describing their stories. Some people will prefer to use mental activity descriptions to express the emotions of the characters in their work, while others are more used to using narration to tell a story. I found it interesting because while enjoying these different writing styles I would also think: "Oh can I try that next time?". I think this class not only helped us develop our creativity but also helped us work on our writing skills. This is a necessary skill in the future as well.

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2nd person：

Be extreme: Do it once or keep doing it. (To emphasize a point)

Be thoughtful: To show characters’ deeper emotions. To get into character psychs, usually psychopaths (Key moment)

Be controversial有爭議: Giving viewers a tension.

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Homophones:

Perfect Rhyme: nail and sail, butter and letter, dice and eyes

Slant Rhyme: beat and bit, sell and cell

One haiku:

Flowers bloom

Coo coo that is a cuckoo

Three limericks

There was a young girl named Dan,

Wanted to learn some new kitchen plan,

She cooking and cooking,

Tasting and tasting,

Now she is the top chef in Lingnan.

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My dad and I went for a walk down the street. Although I had just eaten a delicious dinner, my nose was still defying me by pulling me towards one of the vendors on the side of the road. "Ryan, No food now." said Dad, with an angry tone. The leash connecting me to my dad was taut and the collar around my neck took some of my breath away. I sat on my butt, both eyes staring straight at the food on the vendor's table.

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🐹A plot with some changed elements from the short story.

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🐹A plot with some changed elements from the short story.

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🐹 What are the advantages and disadvantages for 1st, 2nd and 3rd person in the clip shown in class?

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🐹 What are the advantages and disadvantages for 1st, 2nd and 3rd person in the clip shown in class?

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🐹Write three topic paragraphs and put them together.

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🐹Write three topic paragraphs and put them together.

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🐹Use cut up technique to modify other's story.

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🐹Use cut up technique to modify other's story.

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🐹To introduce you a character I created!

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🐹To introduce you a character I created!

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🐹How to create an atmosphere with words?

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🐹How to create an atmosphere with words?

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🐹A summary of the perfect spoken word's characteristics.

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🐹A summary of the perfect spoken word's characteristics.

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🐹Revise cliches in the original paragraph.

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