My Heroes Journey
Ordinary World- Junior high
Call to Adventure- Starting high school (my anxiety and depression got worse)
Refusal- Not wanting help/not thinking I deserved it
Mentor/Helper- Aiden/Mr.Garner
Crossing the Threshold- First time I self harmed
Test/Allies/Enemies- Theatre is my ally, my enemy is myself.
Approach- Crying in F-hall bathrooms
Ordeal- Going to UNI
Reward- A better understanding of myself/self-confidence
Atonement/Return- Using what I learned at UNI
Call to Adventure- Starting high school (my anxiety and depression got worse)
Refusal- Not wanting help/not thinking I deserved it
Mentor/Helper- Aiden/Mr.Garner
Crossing the Threshold- First time I self harmed
Test/Allies/Enemies- Theatre is my ally, my enemy is myself.
Approach- Crying in F-hall bathrooms
Ordeal- Going to UNI
Reward- A better understanding of myself/self-confidence
Atonement/Return- Using what I learned at UNI
Mentor/Helper Reflection
The minute we got the hero's journey chart I knew what I was doing. This art piece represents my mentor and helper. I had the hardest time figuring out what story I wanted to do though. I knew I wanted it to be something about my battle with depression and anxiety, but I didn't want to do my entire story. So I chose last year to map out. My mentor and helper are people I met last year that impacted my life in a way I thought no one ever could. In the picture there is an owl with its wings outstretched above the head of a wolf. The owl is the theatre teacher Mr. Garner. He was the first teacher I’ve ever had that has actually made me feel like they care about their students. There have been so many times where I have gone to him with my problems and stress and he has listened to me and tried to help me.
The wolf is my closest friend Aiden Mooney. You have him in your first period on B days I think. He’s the one that has the glasses and usually brings his own laptop. I met him last year during our |
production of Aida. The minute I met him I felt a connection. We clicked. We’ve both been through and are currently going through the same battle. He is doing better than I am. He is kind and caring and knows how to push my buttons. But I love him nonetheless. We have helped each other through tough times and it would take me a lifetime to repay him
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Ordeal Reflection
This picture is very rough. But it means a lot to me. My ordeal was my experience when I went to UNI last year. I had to go because I was having what I called a “relapse” which was me wanting to kill myself and self-harming again. I was stressed because of school and my mind was toying with me. I have these thoughts in my head that make me feel like everything I do is a mistake and that I ruining everything. Back then, those thoughts were “you’re annoying your friends”, “no one would ever want to love you”, “you’re worthless”, etc. And my biggest problem is that I am never sure if these thoughts are true or just a delusion. So I worry and give myself panic attacks and go through intense lows. And last years was bad. Like, really bad. There was a point where I didn't even go to school and just stayed home. At that point I told my mom how I was feeling and I admitted myself into the University of Utah mental institution. It felt like such a release to be there. That’s why my picture has someone with broken chains walking into a doorway of light. Being at UNI helped me free myself from the thoughts in my head and taught me how to love myself again.
Hyperlink Poem
1. The ocean is my swimming pool
The sun is my tanning bed The Cows are my dinner The sky is my portrait The rain is my car wash 2. Dear Human I am Thirsty I am Hungry Have love for me I am your Mother. 3. Keep the Trees tall Keep the valley wide The beauty is Blue and vant Want grey and claustrophobic 4.We are stardust Our homes are made by the sky. Wings and skin sew together. With the same thread We are One. 5. A single wave A single phrase Can he call who will answer 6. We are never matching We never harm Others are punched free Trees like roots Yet we still destroy 7. Our air is sour Are water is better We are the same Not the solution But we can change that. Quarter ReflectionI unfortunately didn't go to class a lot during this quarter. The class was boring and it wasn't anything like I thought it was going to be when I signed up for it. But this last unit makes me want to go to class now. I have high hopes that classes will be like the one where we presented from now on. My best work of this quarter has to be my double page prototype collage. It took me the longest to do and it looks the best out of all of my assignments. My process for doing each assignment was different for each one. The hyperlink one took until the very last second, and even then I didn't record anything, I just wrote it. My spoken word poem was done at 4 in the morning and the double page spread took until the last day to get finished. It was pretty east to choose my book. I already had one in mind when Mr. Eberly started talking about it. It has a bunch of random pictures in it and a lot of words, and everything is evenly spread out in it. My biggest struggle this quarter was having the motivation to go to class. I only overcame it because I saw I was failing. If I could do anything differently it would be to go to class and not skip so my grade wouldn't be so low. This quarter taught me how to do erasures.
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Spoken Word PoemLife is hard
Love is hard But I can do hard things My heart is guided by my moon and sun They teach me How to laugh How to cry How to breathe How to see How to love Yourself In all your imperfections With all your cracks And creases Scars And birthmarks Your impurities Make you pure How to live In darkness and survive it In light and bathe in the warmth To leave a mark on the world Without splattering my soul across the wall How to fight Fight for the things you want Fight for the people you love To shed blood for those Who would kill for you Art is my haven The stage is my home Paper is my shield A pencil is my sword I refuse to fight the helpless The reckless and the wild Instead I choose to Make love to them Through each brushstroke Through the letters on my keyboard And the ink that stains my skin I was chosen to create To imagine and believe in the fairies and giants That roam Our minds I was made to teach people How to love How to live How to fight How to find the monsters and nightmares inside their heads And turn them into daydreams With each memorized word Each costume change and set design I am showing the world What I see Through My Eyes. I want to change People Hearts To sew the souls back onto our feet With the strong that holds our hearts together It will hurt You will bleed You will scream in agony Moan in pain But your heart will soar It will pick you off the ground And teach you how to fly I will teach you how to fly. Race passed the quilted earth and cotton sky That make up our world I will make you afraid of heights And begging for one more jump. Spoken Word ReflectionThis was a fun assignment. I love writing poems a lot, especially slam poetry like this. My poem talks about what I want to do with my life and how people around my have impacted those decisions. So far I think this is my favorite poem I've written ever. I want to do this again.
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