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Working on this interdisciplinary project about cancer has been a deeply insightful experience. It helped me understand how different fields—like biology, chemistry, technology, and social sciences—come together to address one of the most complex health challenges in the world. I learned not only about the science behind cancer but also about the social and emotional impact it has on patients and communities. This project taught me the value of collaboration, critical thinking, and looking at a problem from multiple perspectives. Overall, it strengthened my appreciation for how science and society must work hand-in-hand to create meaningful change.

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For years, Hans Meier was known more for his guitar solos than for songwriting. “Until I was 25, I never wrote songs,” he admits. It was always other band members who did that.” While he contributed riffs and solos from the moment he picked up a guitar, lyrics and melodies weren’t part of his creative processuntil one unexpected moment changed everything.

During the recording of his band’s first album, they found themselves one song short. Hans, casually experimenting in the studio, stumbled upon a tune that would become a turning point in his career. The song ‘Lost in You’ just seemed to flow out of me, he recalls. That spontaneous creation didn’t just fill a gap it became a hit single, selling over a million copies and marking the beginning of Hans’s journey as a songwriter.

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T/F: Good try. Be mindful about capitalisation. Why is But in capital B? First sentence

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Meir never wrote a song until he was 25. "It was always other band members who wrote songs." he says. His first song, 'Lost in You' was written almost by accident. T/F: good

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Sit down sit down Take a sip of his drink and Actually he said actually I have never made a song Other band members created the lyrics and I sang And when I learn to play I wrote the guitar solos and rear But I never wrote lyrics and tunes to sing The first time I wrote it was an accident We were recording our first album and we needed a final song It is I was just Missing about in the missing in the studio and the song Lost in you seem to flow out of me It has been sold of millions of copies. T/F: Rewrite using third person (He, his, him etc.)

By Trishakkartik

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(TOTALLY_NOT_BENJAMIN) hans intervew righting (i wrote this in workbook and i cannot put the image)

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(TOTALLY_NOT_BENJAMIN) hans intervew righting (i wrote this in workbook and i cannot put the image)

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When meier was 25 he never wrote songs. It was other band members. But he wrote guitar solos and riffs but he never wrote lyrics or songs. soon he wrote a song on accident called "Lost in you" it became a hit single T/F: Good. Be mindful about the Proper Nouns. Meier

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Accident, or masterpiece?

Hans Meier, the famous rock musician, music means everything to Hans, but a surprising interview question shocked us all! The interviewer asked Hans to tell him about song writing. Hans replied quietly, "well until I was 25, I never wrote songs. It was always other bands." He explained how he learned how to play but never wrote lyrics or tunes to sing. Also, the time he wrote a song, it was by pure accident. He mentioned that when he was recording his first album, he needed a final song. He happened to be messing around and suddenly the song "Lost in you" started playing in his mind. That song became a masterpiece single and sold a million copies. A accident can become a success

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T/F: No title is required. This is too perfect. ARTICLE: The perfect mistake

Meier had real talent, yet he never wrote songs, only his band-mates did. But that changed after he was 25! As soon as he learnt how to play it, he wrote a lot of guitar and riff solos. Yet, that time, he never wrote singing parts. The first time he did, though, it was totally on accident! He was just messing around in the studio while the song 'Lost in You' seemed to flow out of him, then it became a single and sold over a million copies!

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T/F: Hans Meirs(M capital) since it is a proper noun. Be mindful about your punctuation.

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Meier sits in his leather chair and travels down memory lane to when he was 25, and wrote his first song, " Lost in you" and describes it coming almost by accident, while 'messing about in the studio'. His eyes gleamed with happiness while he desribed how 'It became a single and sold a million copies'

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T/F: Good try. Did he say the songs or sang the songs written by others?

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Accident, or masterpiece?

Hans Meier, the famous rock musician, music means everything to Hans, but a surprising interview question shocked us all! The interviewer asked Hans to tell him about song writing. Hans replied quietly, "well until I was 25, I never wrote songs. It was always other bands." He explained how he learned how to play but never wrote lyrics or tunes to sing. Also, the time he wrote a song, it was by pure accident. He mentioned that when he was recording his first album, he needed a final song. He happened to be messing around and suddenly the song "Lost in you" started playing in his mind. That song became a masterpiece single and sold a million copies. A accident can become a success

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T/F: Good writing. Mind your caps

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It's about the exit ticket.

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After the rain

The sky cracks open-

not with thunder,

but with light.

Leaves still dripping,

the world holds its breath.

A single puddle

mirrors the clouds

as a golden beam

slides down the bark of a tree.

Footsteps splash softly,

and somewhere,

the bird begins again.

T/F: Good!

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Threat light silent spark

A shape rises from the dream

Fashion speaks in hush

She walks no echo

Her steps invent the silence

Truth stitched into form

T/F: Good try. However haiku poems are not very deep or thoughtful like the one you have written. It is a good poem. However one item should be kept in focus for example, a fruit, or a things, or a place and one thought should be expressed.

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The school started today

Time to play street-like football today

The ball patient and waiting

The everybody came to play

Students breathless

but still willing to play,

The teacher says

Come on inside it is break time

T/F: Good to see the Title. There should only be one thought flowing across the poem. You have added several.

The school started today

for breathless students

still willing

to play street-like football

till they were called

bythe teacher

to move to class

as break time

was over

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Title: Lonely Night 💤

Dark windy cold night

Stars shining in the moonlight

There's no one in sight

The white moon glowing

Just at day it goes away

It rises then it Sets

Cold winds, hitting trees

Creatures preaching in dark breeze

Dark plants whispering

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Thunder Storm

The thunderstorm has finally passed
Broken trees sprawl across the wet ground
their leaves still dripping
The air smells of rain and torn wood
Lights stay out
the whole neighborhood waits
in the quiet after the storm

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After the Rain

Puddles on the path

sunlight dances clearing the sky

sky smiles through the trees

T/F: Rewrite, It is way too short. An imagist poem should be at least 2-3 Haiku poems long. Have a look at the the poem we read in class today in page 97.

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Samarsh Dhar - The diner on the counteyside

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Samarsh Dhar - The diner on the counteyside

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Dinner served

upon the table

The bell rings sweetly

and a family of 3

Step in and

look around

having sat down

The waiter approaches

and the family orders

dinner that was made

served fresh and hot

T/F : Better!

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An old pond

A frog jumps into the pond,

splash! silence again ...

T/F: Good try. However, this poem is too short to be an imagist haiku poem. It should be longer and a collection of more than 1 haiku poem. Rewrite

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Loud words quiet trees,

in the wind leaves

fly off branches away,

Letting go and

holding on to

what must go

and stay away.

T/F: Good ! I have rearranged the lines if you could notice.

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A SINGLE RED LEAF (Re written)

a single red leaf

rests on the winding pathway

its edges curled dry

soft wind drifts along

nudging it over the stones

whispers through the grass

the suns gentle warmth

spreads across the cool morning

turning air to gold

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T/F : Good try, since it is a poem with one item keep the item on focus. Use less words. Imagist Haiku poems are single thoughts that flow in various lines

Grandma pauses at the window,

mug of chai warm in her hands,

watching the rain thin.

Children press their faces to the glass,

counting the seconds

after each fading rumble.

A neighbour steps outside,

testing the air with cautious feet,

umbrella still half-open.

Somewhere, someone laughs,

as if the world has agreed

to start breathing again

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Just Before the thunderstorme

The air is thick,

a heavy wool blanket.

Leaves on the trees

turn their pale undersides

to the sky.

A dog barks once,

then is silent.

The world waits,

holding its breath.

T/F : Good try, What is the title of your poem.

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Footbal:

The ball flyed into the sky,

and it rolled rolled off,

And flyed high again.

T/F: Good try. It is Football. The ball flew instead of flied.

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The playground lies quiet, Alone football rests in sun, Shadows stretch and play. Before laughter bursts, Before shouting running start, The space waits in peace

T/F:Good try. Be mindful about the structure and arrangement of lines. They look all scattered

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Dark petals now die,

A cold, quiet, empty flower,

Beauty turns to dirt.

Petals of pure night, Thorns stand guard on nothing now,

A forgotten death.

No scent for the air, A silent, withered blossom,

Beauty turns to ash.

A dark, lonely bloom,

It drinks no water now, just waits, To become the dirt.

3 lines with 5 syllables in the first and third lines, and 7 syllables in the second.

Non-rhyming

Nature Focus

T/F: Informative. However, the poem should be longer than the usual haiku poems. One stanza should be one haiku poem.

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As I was serving the food to the family of Badelaires,

The crispy Kebab,

The juicy Biriyani,

The soft froth of the mojito

The creamy cream of the ice cream

There isn't much left to narrate,

but I can make you hear it.

"Munch Munch Munch"

Oops! T/F: Good! Mind the number of syllables

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Morning breeze is awesome bees hover around sunflowers then settles in their den 

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Morning breeze is awesome bees hover around sunflowers then settles in their den 

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T/F: Trying writting some more. It should have at least 3 haiku poems

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Morning air is cool.
Dew beads on leaves,
quiet as breath.

A butterfly
hovers,
then settles on a rose,
its wings trembling
like sunlight in water.

Somewhere,
a bee hums lazily
between blossoms.

The garden waits—
soft,
green,
alive.

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the thunderstorm was bad,

the food on the table, wasted,

the football in the field, wet, slippery,

the rain poured down, flooding the streets,

my home, on the first floor, flooded,

memories, food, cutlery, all gone,

and my hope, swept away with the rest,

my family left,

but I, I was forgotten, left to deal with the storm,

but suddenly, the sun came out, the warm light fell on me,

and I, I was free and happy

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the thunderstorm was bad,

the food on the table, wasted,

the football in the field, wet, slippery,

the rain poured down, flooding the streets,

my home, on the first floor, flooded,

memories, food, cutlery, all gone,

and my hope, swept away with the rest,

my family left,

but I, I was forgotten, left to deal with the storm,

but suddenly, the sun came out, the warm light fell on me,

and I, I was free and happy

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Sun bright in the sky

Warm ocean waves crashing by

Wet and sandy toes

Clouds drift slow and calm,
Whispers dance in quiet winds,
Day melts into dusk.

Lonely street at dawn,
Footsteps echo in the mist,
Hope wakes with the sun. T/F : Good!Limit the number of syllables.

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A ball on the grass
no one is playing right now,
it waits for the fun.

The sky is quiet,
swings move just a little bit,
the sun starts to smile.

Footsteps are coming,
laughing fills the morning air,
the game will begin. T/F: Good ! Like the flow of the poem

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This takes place before a storm ends.

Rain, rain, let's play all day,

Lightning strikes and play away,

Later, when the storm is gone,

We can enjoy all day long.

This is going to be fun,

We can hop and skip, and run.

We will play, we can stay,

Inside our house all day!

(Based on Rain, rain, go away) T/F: Good! This is a good flow.

S/R (Student's Response): Thank you, ma'am!

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NIGHT MOON AWAKES

COOL AIR PASSING THROUGH LEAVES

SKY LOOKS DARKISH BLUE T/F: Avoid using all caps. The poem is too short. It should be a collection of 3 haiku poems

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The football:

I stay still on the football grounds,

Waiting to be kicked by the school kids

I can't wait to be scored in the goal

I wait until afternoon but no-one comes

And I wonder "Have they forgotten about me?"

I weep rolling on the ground T/F: Good try. However make sure to write at least haiku poems as stanzas, Mind giving space

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the thunderstorm was bad,

the food on the table, wasted,

the football in the field, wet, slippery,

the rain poured down, flooding the streets,

my home, on the first floor, flooded,

memories, food, cutlery, all gone,

and my hope, swept away with the rest,

my family left,

but I, I was forgotten, left to deal with the storm,

but suddenly, the sun came out, the warm light fell on me,

and I, I was free and happy T/F : Very good. Be mindful about the punctuation.

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Sunlight warms the sand children run and laughing aloud waves crash on shore hard

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Sunlight warms the sand children run and laughing aloud waves crash on shore hard

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T/F: This is not a poem at all! Please write 3 lines each more than one haiku poemto make it an imagist poem

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Morning sun awakes,
dew whispers to tender leaves,
sky hums soft and blue. T/F: it has to be a collection of at least 3 stanzas or haiku poems

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The school playground was

clear.

Nothing there except one

The football stood there all

alone

Then the ground trembles just in a

minute

And all the students come to play as it is

break time. T/F Very good try, Give more space between 2 stanzas. Ok maam I will do.

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By Aadhya

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Swimming in vacation

Flowers under the sunshine

Having fun in beach

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Swimming in vacation

Flowers under the sunshine

Having fun

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Title: Hello Winter, 👋🏻❄️

Soft cold winter snow

End of Autumn start of winter

Coldness falls on farms

T/F : Good

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Let's go swimming to,

the adventure bay today,

It's summer all day! T/F : Good

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Flowers bloom, air warm

The smell it gives its nice,

spring is warm, not cold,

so enjoy its while its there. T/F Good.

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Golden rays shine bright
Waves dance under the warm sun
Days stretch into dreams

T/F : Good

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Cold winds start to blow,

Snowflakes fall on frosted trees,

The world sleeps in white. T/F : Good.

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Sunlight warms the sand

children run and laughing loud

waves crash on shore hard

T/F : Good

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summer sun gives takes sweetens fruits but scorches earth All is in balance 

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summer sun gives takes sweetens fruits but scorches earth All is in balance 

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INAAYA KAZI T/F : Good

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By: Mysha , Fazza and Faiza

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By Juan, Aadya and Alexander {Room 4}4️⃣

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we used the box and diary

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By Adley, Nawaal, Mourya, Vihaan

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The cherry blossoms wave,

I walk through the Sakura,

And I smile, Pure joy

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A Rainbow

Curving up,then down.

Meeting blue sky and green earth

Melding sun and rain

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A Silver Coin By Zakir The Great

The silver moon

a silver coin to rule

the silver stars glow

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The summer is here say good bye to winter now its time for fun

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A grey Bear

Goes up a eucalyptus

I wait, then, Goodbye

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Tiger jumped up

The pray was caught

This is nature now

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colours so bright blooming in the pedals

that shows beauty in plants and flowers

that shows beauty

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Snow on the mountain

Shimmering in the night tonight

Where kids go to play

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Snow falls on the ground,
Cold wind blows through quiet trees,
Footprints fade away.

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Soft rain gently drops
Mountains breathe in misty clouds
Earth hums a calm song

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The mighty bark

a loyal buddy, a good freind

never leaves your side

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Mountain peaks stand tall,
Rivers dance through ancient woods—
Earth breathes calm and deep.

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Morning dew sparkles,
sun warms the whispering leaves,
sparrows greet the day.

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The summer is here

say goodbye to winter now

now is time for fun

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Big waves go splash,
Sun shines bright on blue water,
Seagulls fly and play. T/F: First line has 4 syllables only. Make it 5-7-5.

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Blooming in the green

As red as blood, looking so bright.

A flower that represents love T/F: Good. However, second line has 8 syllables.

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(ToTaLy NoT bEnJaMiN) poem name is: furry friend

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(ToTaLy NoT bEnJaMiN) poem name is: furry friend

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A loyal furry friend
wagging tail a happy bark
love in every glance T/F: Good. Title Name_ Furry Friend

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StageEventTime ConnectiveAt SchoolCharles and the narrator were classmates and close friends.When I was at school, Year: 1960They drifted apart after school; Charles chose a different path.Later, Year: 1970The narrator unexpectedly met Charles at a train station.Years later, NowThe narrator reflects on how much people can change over

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I hope you can see it maam!

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Hope it's visible! T/F Correct! Good work

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workbook timeline T/F: Adley, wish I could read. Please upload a clearer image.

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(I did this by myself)

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T/F: She called her lost son Ocean because she once loved the ocean and how it made her feel. However, ocean is also a symbol of unpredictable danger. She is in an ocean which has now stood against her with potential danger ahead.

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T/F: I don't know which symbol did you write on. Fig- It is a symbol that compares the quality of a fig to the kind of life that the narrator lived after the war. She had all the good memories and dark remembrance of her life before and after the war which she carried inside her just like a fig carries all its content inside of it.

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T/F: She called her lost son Ocean because she once loved the ocean and how it made her feel. However, ocean is also a symbol of unpredictable danger. She is in an ocean which has now stood against her with potential danger ahead.

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T/F: I don't know which symbol did you write for. Scorched Land signifies the loss, destruction and the aftermath of the war which took away everything that the writer in her life.

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