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My second short story - a wealthy man but with a kind heart, and a mermaid caught by his friend, who can help him earn money. What will the wealthy man choose, money or the freedom of the mermaid?

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This is my poem expressing how much I like ocean creatures.

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It is a short story telling a guy who is nearly dead accidentally has a chance to look back his life and make some changes. What will he do in his ‘second’ life?

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We learned the skills to develop a more vivid short story, including foreshadowing, figurative language, settings, building of the character profile.

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We try to braid a story.
By writing a story in 1st, 2nd, 3rd perspectives, combine the three writing into one to show the story in a more comprehensive way, aiming to show the full picture of the story.

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The cut up technique task is to re-arrange my classmates’ story from the original order, to a new order to create a new story and a new ending.

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We learn different types of rhyme to help ourselves to construct a poem. We also conduct a collaborative poem in groups, which invites each classmates write a line to complete a short poem.

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We discover film plots by exploring film structures, and plot twists to enhance the understanding and appreciation of cinematic storytelling.

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This is the first assessment for the course - spoken word assessment.
We first learn about the key elements and the descriptive language used in spoken word, and create our own spoken word for Assessment 1.
To show our learning progress, we have a group present in class, which our classmates will share their spoken word one by one. We will give comments to each other and have a self reflection after the spoken word assessment.

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We identify and analyse the clichés in the sample passage in class.

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This is a free writing about my daily life as a uni student.

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This is a character sketch for Assessment 2 (Life Reboot Guide)
It includes
-Lee’s sketch
-His personality
-All things about Lee

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I came back home late. My roommate had fall asleep. Lights were off. There were no moonlight shine into our house. I yawned twice. When I was ready to yawn for the third time, I heard some breathing sound coming from the wardrobe. I called my roommate twice, but she didn’t answer. I called again on her phone. The ringtone was coming out under the desk. Drowsiness went away. What’s wrong? I smelled a sense of blood in the air. There should have something happened. I took my roommate’s phone and escaped from the house. I called the police and soonly they arrived. Open the door with guard force. Turn on the lights. My roommate was lying on the sofa full of blood. Open the wardrobe, there were nothing there. Turning my sight to the wall. It said, luckily you didn’t turn on the lights, otherwise you are the next one.

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LUE 3001 – Introduction to Creative Learning

Figurative Language

1.     Similes

My brother and I always fight like cats and dogs.

I eat like a pig.

The luggage is as light as feather.

2.     Metaphor

The classroom is a zoo.

I am a night owl.

3.     Personification

The sky is crying sadly now.

The sun kisses my cheek.

4.     Hyperbole

My friend: How is your injured feet now?

Me: It feels like stepping on the glass.

5.     Litotes (under statement)

A: Kelly is neither the quietest nor the most adorable girl in our class.

B: But she is not the worst person.

A: And she is not the cruellest person.

6.     Allusion

Lingnan canteen is definitely not in the level of Ratatouille.

7.     Onomatopoeia

The barking of the dogs makes me feel frightened.

8.     Rhythm of words

郵差叔叔送信純熟迅速送出

Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear. Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair. Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn’t very fuzzy, was he?

9.     Oxymoron

The way my friend treats me terribly good.

The news of A and B are dating is an open secret.

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Examples

Homophones:

here/hear

flower/flour

see/sea

Cell/sell

Perfect rhyme:

sell/well

Cook/book/look/took

Air/chair/hair

Slant rhyme:

Cut/mat

Root/foot

Hit/heat

One Haiku

Noon time, cruel summer time.

Sunlight bright and shine.

Crickets on the leaf cries.

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Be extreme

Be thoughtful

Enhance scene  deeper character psyche deeper emotion key moments

Be controversial

Get viewers attention

for fun

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Adapted from: The Man Who Became Rich Through A Dream
https://sites.pitt.edu/~dash/type1645.html

INT. NEW LIBRARY-DAY
The library is brightly lit with natural light that floods the space with its glass walls creating a seamless connection between the indoor and outdoor spaces. The vertical gardens are filled with luxurious plants and spilling vines to adorn the library walls. The space is covered with interactive landscapes through large touchscreens to display digital collections.
Wong (20s, introverted)
(Whispers) I have been looking for the answers to these questions all day. I wonder I many more hours will is stay here searching.

EXT. LIBRARY GARDEN-DAY
Wong sits on the library bench while skimming through a large book. Suddenly, she makes changes on her face while pointing her fingers as if trying to locate a specific concept from the paragraph in the book she is reading.
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“You are one step away from finding the lost puzzle.”

INT. WONG’S APPARTMENT-NIGHT
Wong pores over the entire book after borrowing it from the library with specific look within the paragraphs while noting down the page numbers as if keeping a record of her progress. She looks so determined as if searching for a specific thing within the book she is busy perusing.

INT. ANCIENT ABANDONED BUILDING-DAY
Wong stood within the building's corridors while looking at the doors as if trying to match the room numbers with the one she had initially inscribed on a piece of paper. She passes three more doors reaches a key from her pockets and opens the door to the fourth room within the corridor.

INT. ANCIENT CHAMBER-CONTINOUS
Wong walks into the room which seems to be an ancient abandoned chamber filled with ancient artifacts. Wong spots a rusted artefact box and counterchecks her descriptions written on the piece of paper.
Wong
(Whispers) “Yes! I finally did it! I can’t believe it!
She picks up the artefact and reaches for another smaller key from the pockets to open it up.

INT. ANCIENT CHAMBER-CONTINOUS
The box creaks open and Wong cannot believe her eyes after what she sees. Several bars of gold and other golden rings stare at her. She begins to imagine life after selling these discoveries.
Wong
(Teary eyed) It is all here finally the wait has borne fruit. She transfers the gold to a bag she was carrying on her back.

EXT. NEARBY FOREST-EVENING
A masked man holds a gun towards her forehead. Before Wong can say anything, the man pulls the trigger.

INT. WONG’S APPARTMENT-DAY
Wong wakes up sweating profusely. Alas! It was a dream all along!
She tosses her blanket and rushes to the bathroom remembering that she is almost late for classes.
FADE OUT.

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I hope you're doing well. My name is Charlotte, and I'm thrilled to be here with you in this English class. I am a second-year BBA Risk and Insurance Management student at Lingnan.

I'm from Hong Kong, and being a part of this broad group has been really enlightening. In my spare time, I like watching anime and travelling, and I am constantly eager to learn new things. When anything piques my interest, I immediately look for it to meet my demands.

I'm looking forward to getting to know you better and having a semester full of learning and progress. Let us work together to make this a terrific semester!

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1.  Body language
2. Rhyme
3. Repetition
4. Alliteration
5. Synchronised speech
6. Tempo/ speech
7. Facial expression
8. Eye contact

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I Am Strong

I am strong, a warrior in my own right,

Facing challenges, stepping into the light.

I am the author of my story's plot,

In every twist and turn, I'll never be forgot.

I am brave, though fear may knock my door,

I'll rise above, stronger than before.

I am the captain of my own ship,

Navigating life's waves with a determined grip.

I am the architect of my dreams so grand,

Building a future, hand in hand.

I am resilient, bouncing back with grace,

Turning setbacks into lessons I embrace.

I am the melody in my own song,

Singing of empowerment, where I belong.

I am unique, a masterpiece in the making,

Embracing flaws, no room for faking.

I am the echo of my own voice,

Choosing self-love, making my own choice.

I am powerful, a force to be reckoned,

With every step forward, my strength is beckoned.

I am me, absolutely true,

In my empowerment, I find breakthrough.

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The scene of exploring timing machine and transferring the character to the past times

Originally: staying in the timing machine in the laboratory and waiting for transferring

1.     Changing location - Bring an inside story outdoors.

“Welcome to the Life Reboot System,” said the angel, as known as the system operator. “We are now ready to transfer you into three places that you are remarkable of and regrets about.”

“Are you joking? How do I return to the past?” I murmured.

“The mission to you is to change the scene that makes you or others feel sad and clinging. Here we go, three, two…”

“Stop! Aren’t I going to die now?” I looked up the azure sky, started to blink my eyes, filled with shocked and unbelievable.

There was a bright, enormous circle shinning on the sky. It comes to me slowly, closer and creeping up. And finally covered my whole body. The operator started to say the ‘spells’, actually just some words I don’t understand. All of a sudden, I was brought up to the sky with an unknown force. Into a so-called parallel universe that TV drama may shown before, and to the past time that I have experienced before. Here I am, the place I lived, the Earth.

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My favourite film (Monsters, Inc.) Film Plot

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My favourite film (Monsters, Inc.) Film Plot

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Harry:  Good pace, OK in preparation quite fluent, Unique theme, a lot of description, Adequate in enthusiasm, very creative

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Michael had been in a deep sleep, something out of the ordinary for him. He usually rose at the crack of dawn but today, he had slept past his alarm. He peered at his own reflection and noticed the familiar scar beneath his left eye. "I think it's less noticeable" he mused to himself "but I still need to have my tooth examined, I guess work has been consuming all my time." His eyes felt heavy, reflecting the toll of an exhilarating weekend. His Creative Writing class was about to commence but he was already behind schedule and seemed destined to arrive tardy.

1. "Sleeping like the dead" - replaced with "in a deep sleep"
2. "Up bright and early" - replaced with "rose at the crack of dawn"
3. "Swamped with work" - replaced with "work has been consuming all my time"
4. "Eyes as heavy as lead" - replaced with "eyes felt heavy"
5. "Amazing weekend" - replaced with "exhilarating weekend"
6. "Pay for it" - replaced with "reflecting the toll"
7.  "Felt doomed" - replaced with "seemed destined"

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In-class writing activity

Two weeks have been passed since I was caught by the human. I don’t know why I will be caught. I was just having a swimming contest with my friends. And just a moment, a big catching net surrounded me and limited my action. And I had no idea after being caught. When I woke up, I have been put in this underwater cage.  I looked at my tail, it was shining with vivid. Is that because of my tail? I guess human loves my tail and want to sell me in a good price to earn money. But they should have sold me immediately. I don’t understand why they keep me for a long time. Oops, the man came. Why was he holding a beaker filled with purple liquid? He came closer and closer, with a creepy smile. I saw him started to get swimsuits on slowly, intentionally. And jumping into my aquarium- sized cage, with the purple liquid beaker. Swimming closer to me, he pulled the liquid on my tail. All of a sudden, I saw my tail turned into legs for few seconds. And turned back to tails.

·       What is their goal?

To escape from the cage and understand why the human want to catch her.

·       What are their specific motivations?

The desire to having freedom and back to her home place.

·       What are they willing to risk to achieve their goal?

It is related to her safety and she even cannot predict what will be happened tomorrow

·       What would happen if they can’t achieve their goal?

Maybe she will keep staying in the cage in the human world forever.

Conflict (From Assessment 2 Life Reboot Guide)

“Is it a must for me to reboot my life? Is there regrets for me to make them up?“

I sat in the headquarter of Life Reboot System, staring at the magical pill. Even if I try to change the past regrets, will the people know at all? But if I do not try, I will just sitting here to watch my rescue, and finally dead.

I keep walking around in the lab, have no idea what to do next.

Introducing character’s past  (From Assessment 2 Life Reboot Guide)

My life is as simple and boring as everyone’s do. I am neither competitive nor greedy on any kind of things. My only hope is to live peacefully until the end of my life. I don’t have a clear goal even I have grown up. Eat well, sleep well, study hard, that’s all I need to do. Until I meet the most valuable person in my life, I started to know what I longed for. He brought me to different place to explore all possibilities in life. I started to get in touch with my first hobby, music. I don’t even know I am keen on music that much, but stated composing songs. Eventually, my life had a clear path.

But now, the one who inspired me had left.

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a. How did you feel doing your spoken word piece?

This is the first time I perform poetry in front of my peers, I feel nervous but enjoyed in this assessment. This is a good try and a memorable experience for me.

b. Note down what you did well and why

I am confident of my poem, as it depicts my moral in life to being strong and optimistic in daily life. As it depicts my own story, I think I am into the mood to perform publicly as it is my own story, though I will stammer sometimes for being too tensed.

c. Note down what you could improve and why

In my spoken word assessment, I identified several areas for improvement. These include enhancing my rhythm, improving vocal projection, adding variation in tone and inflection, and refining my stage presence. By addressing these aspects, I aim to create a more engaging and impactful performance that effectively communicates the message of my spoken word piece.

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Collaborative Poem - Charlotte

When I pass through the tunnel,

the dust shadowed whole world.

Where nothing but darkness are funnelled.

What appeared in my mind was that girl,

that sometimes makes me puzzled.

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Short Story Idea Generator

What was the very best or worst moment of your childhood?

The very worst moment of my childhood is the experience of going to the Disneyland theme park.

It was the first time that I went to the theme parks in Hong Kong. I was five years old at that time. Even my grandma and my cousin join our trip to Disneyland. I remembered we were all heading to leave the park and just wanted to take a snapshot finally, to record the moment that it was the first time bringing me to the theme park with the whole family. I was the one running to the photo area in front of the princess castle. It was a place filled with tall grass underbrush. I climbed on the top of the rock and ready for photo. Unfortunately I lose my balance and fell down and nearly fell into the tall grass. I could feel the tall grass was hugging me and I was nearly scared to cry. My back was nothing to support and my legs are waving to help. Luckily, my cousin discovered me and saved me. They only saw my leg waving and laughed me until now.

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Broken

My heart broken into pieces. I haven’t seen her for three months. I cannot imagine the future without her. My recent memory with her was the moment we were dining at home. Just a second, I moved my sight on you from home to hospital, and to the underground. I don’t understand, why will people’s life fleet like flash? The one who give the most love and care to me, who always stay by my side, was disappeared. Are all the things being well, grandma?

Lost

You were the sweetheart of grandma. Being the younger child in the family, all the love and care were given to you. Especially grandma’s, she had given you all her time, love and effort. You looked at her, breathing weak on the bed, tears rushing out from eyes. You are going to lose your most precious person on the world. You hugged grandma, softly and gently, scared that she will get hurt. No one is willing to let her leave, so do you. You started to recall the memories with her.

Blue

Grandma likes making handcrafts, and she always make something new to you. The blue scarf, she took more that one month to make it, just for her precious grandchild. It was azure like the sky, will flower design. She helped you to wear on, hoping that you will love it. This scarf equipped all time and effort from her. And up to now, the scarf is still the favourite scarf you wear during winter. And it will be the one and the only scarf you love forever.

Braided Story

You were the sweetheart of grandma. Being the younger child in the family, all the love and care were given to you. Grandma likes making handcrafts, and she always make something new to you. This is how grandma show her love to you, she had given you all her time, love and effort. The blue scarf, she took more that one month to make it, just for her precious grandchild. It was azure like the sky, will flower design. You look at the scarf, and looked at her, breathing weak on the bed, tears rushing out from eyes. My recent memory with her was the moment we were dining at home. Just a second, I moved my sight on you from home to hospital. You are going to lose your most precious person on the world. You hugged grandma, softly and gently, scared that she will get hurt. I don’t understand, why will people’s life fleet like flash? I cannot imagine the future without her. The one who give the most love and care to me, who always stay by my side, was disappeared. No one is willing to let her leave, so do you.

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Diving Into The Deep

Deep beneath the ocean’s blue,

The wonderful world waits to knew.

With castles containing coral bright,

Colours disco in lovely light.

Kelp evolve tall, they sway and lean,

Like monster in a sub-aquatic dream.

Creatures find shelter, safe and sound,

In nature’s park where they are bound.

Fish floats and flashes like ribbons,

They flow, their fins shine a gorgeous glow.

Angelfish, kings with flowing fins.

Their beauty is like silk, their taste never thins.

The seahorse, a unique steed,

Feeding among grasses, discharging its need.

Stonefish, subtle and scary as maybe,

They hide, hanging for the aim to see.

The shark, the noble ambassador of the deep,

Flowing with purpose, a mystery to keep.

The whale, majestic and mild as can be,

Serenading the ocean with haunting harmony.

Activity prospers place the reef and soil meet,

Shrimp swimming in the land, making it complete.

Anemones grin, their tentacles wave,

Clownfish ramble, their courtesy they save.

From lairs to lagoons, from crags to crests,

This land puts nature’s praise to the West.

A curtain woven without looms,

Where world wonders draw and bloom.

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Lee realized he couldn't escape from the storm due to exhaustion.

Unfortunately, he missed the vivid indigo sky's lightning. He was fatigued. Storms came on cloudless days. Why?

Pain filled him while pedestrians shouted. Lee's mind was still on the mountainous documents he hadn't handled in his office.

Closed eyes and darkness made Lee think, "I can't believe I died like this."

Dead?!

Lee awoke astonished by the scene. He became more perplexed by staring.

The white-walled world wielded no entrances or windows. The unusual surroundings included futuristic architecture and stunning white landscapes. This new reality felt different, so he wondered what it was.

"Hello, Number 1122," said a cold voice, "Welcome to Life Reboot System Headquarters lab. This is Guide 14."

"Get the Life Reboot Guide now. Your journey begins soon. Here are your special pills for returning."

Lee froze. Unknowingly, he pinched himself.

It hurt.

"First, you must change the past."

"Second, you must reshape the future."

"Third, content pending."

Recalling Guide 14, Lee wondered why it didn't follow the script.

"Excuse me, what's going on?" Lee was confused while he surveyed his surroundings.

"The Life Reboot System assists dying regretters. A storm crashed you at 9:40 this morning during your 13th delayed work this month. Your rescue is now in the downtown hospital."

"Rescue?" Grateful to be alive, Lee asked.

"No need for hope. You'll die at 10:40 unless anything happens."

Lee froze and murmured, "Thank you for so considerately telling me when I'll die."

"Now, you have two options," said the icy voice. "Sit and witness rescue and death. Or restart before death."

Lee experienced falling from a tree that hurt his waist deeply.

The pills were the only order to return to the human world. He fell from the tree unprepared after escaping.

Restarting wasn't resurrection; it was more like changing specific regrets.

Still, this dream seemed weird.

Lee's college senior year and death were vital life events.

Lee regretted breaking up with Gin. Parents and siblings advised Gin to study overseas. He agreed with her family that Gin should study abroad after much deliberation.

Lee downplayed long-distance dating. Gin worriedly asked Lee about traveling abroad.

"I am not going anywhere." After silence, Lee said, "My field doesn't require overseas studies."

Gin nodded eagerly. "But I can stay in the country..."

"In our nation? Studying abroad is your best future investment." Interrupted Lee. "Gin, I've told you it doesn't matter if we're apart."

Gin gave up. No contact since.

Lee united with peers later. The table casually discussed Gin. He found Gin exposed him to her family after their separation, causing major chaos. She implored Lee, "Stay," in pain.

He stayed mute.

He regretted rejecting Gin when she approached him bravely.

Lee would not regret it this time.

After swallowing the pills, he saw young Gin.

"Gin, I'll always be here. Do you know?"

Lee nervously held Gin's hand, "Even if many people judge us, I will stand by you and support you unconditionally."

"But..." Lee cried, "But you must study abroad because it's more suitable for your development."

Gin quickly suppressed her hope and hung her head without looking at Lee.

Lee heard about Gin's success years later without meeting. He longed to change the past and knew unchangeable stories caused regrets.

"You should go. If we were together, you'd stay. Let's split up."

Lee repeated his words like before.

Lee took the second pill and got back to his death day. What regret remained was unknown.

He checked his inactive mail account, considering writing Gin to say he was probably dead when she received it.

Unread notifications. Gin left an unread message asking for a meeting when she returned to their hometown a few days later.

He realized his final regret.

He typed thoughtfully, thinking about his response to Gin.

"Let's make it up if we can meet."

"1122, you're back rather late," Guide 14 said. "But it's fine. Sending you back is just a second."

No words could explain Lee's feelings. Near-death sorrow? Feeling wrong about Gin's absence? He regretted leaving his parents as their only child—what would they do?

"I thought I'd have to sit here and watch myself die," Lee said.

"Die?" Guide 14 chuckled coldly. "You misunderstood."

"First, change the past."

"Second, reshape the future."

"Third," the machine said, "mission complete, life rebooted."

10:39.

"If we return you before death, you'll awaken. You'll live normally following recovery."

"Welcome back."

When Lee's lids lifted, a searing surge of pain swept in. His messy surroundings showed "He's alive."

The scene was uncertain. Realizing this medical marvel, Lee struggled to stay awake. The wall clock numerals caught his sight.

10:41.

His life continued.

His old friend with stunning eyes was at his bed.

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This is my second story. My prior story lacked originality because I depended too heavily on online sources. I choose to start with a new story to show more of my creativity and my own ideas after my instructor's comments. I recognize that writing romantic stories will be a simpler way for me to express myself than writing adventures, based on my experiences writing the two short stories.
My choice of words for my story was greatly aided by the AI's assistance, which repeatedly piqued my interest. But some of the words AI suggested are quite hard to understand which cause confusion to me. Therefore I choose to ignore those suggestions. I rewrote the character's scripts using AI tools as well. The AI will assist me in analyzing the distinct personalities of my characters and altering the tone of their conversations. When I have ideas that are difficult for me to put into words, AI can offer me a tonne of feedback and allow me to select the option that best fits the situation. However, there are instances where AI writes certain tale facts too narratively and emotionlessly. But still, its comments are worth-reading to.
In trying to give readers a sense of unexpected realization, I tried to add foreshadowing by returning to seemingly insignificant elements in the later portion of the novel. For instance, Arie's desire to knit Kingsley a scarf is influenced by the cool autumn weather and the Little Prince story. My description in Autumn cool weather seems to be merely telling readers that it is autumn in the story background, but it means a lot to Arie.

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Every day in the hectic world of university is a combination of studying, classes, and hanging out with friends. Every morning begins with a dash to attend to early lessons while toting a laptop and a backpack full of books.

Students pay attention to their lecturers and take notes in class. There is peace and quiet in the library to read and complete homework. There's time for quick meals and conversation with friends in between classes.

Social events on campus pick up steam as the day fades into the evening. Students form study groups and assist one another with their assignments. Laughter and intimate encounters are common in the evenings.

Students may spend their late evenings studying for exams or socialising with pals. Learning, interacting with others, and taking on difficulties are all part of the everyday schedule. At university, every day is an opportunity to advance in one's studies, make new friends, and broaden one's worldview.

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The Introduction to Creative Writing course was a valuable and engaging experience for me, helping me to experiment with different creative writing genres and improve my writing skills. This semester, we explored four major types of creative writing: short tales, spoken word poetry, performance poetry, and dramatic adaption film script storyboarding.

Throughout the short story unit, I learned how to create intriguing characters, tale settings, and use figurative language. These assignments pushed me to explore with various points of view, story structures, and thematic themes. I also had two experiences with writing a short narrative as assignment. The careful use of words, highly detailed descriptive phrases, and figurative language are necessary to tell an attractive story.

The spoken word and performance poetry units were fun, combining the power of language with the vibrancy of live delivery. In class, we studied a list of spoken word works, which was quite motivating. I also try to write one haiku in class, which is my first attempt. It was a fun experience! I pushed myself to create works that were more than just poems on paper, but active, emotional performances. Learning how to use my voice, body, and staging to increase the power of my words was a transformative experience.

Finally, the dramatic adaptation unit enabled me to approach creative writing from a cinematic viewpoint. Adapting a short tale for a film plot storyboard required me to consider pacing, visual storytelling, and the connection between dialogue and action. This task helped me understand how textual narratives can be transferred into different formats, which gained my insights into the complexities of visual storytelling.

This course provided me with a comprehensive introduction to the diverse world of creative writing. I believe I ended up with a deeper knowledge of the language, a more sophisticated understand of a variety of genres and styles, and a greater appreciation for the creative process. The abilities and insights I've received will surely benefit my future writing projects, whether they are short stories, poetry, or other creative works.

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Adapted from: The Man Who Became Rich Through A Dream

Wong, a young lady, found her treasure (in her dream). She faced several challenges, and finally realized it was all her dream.