Hey guys, I am trying out writing in the form of a debate. Here’s a part of a piece where I am dealing with the issue of migration and would really really appreciate any comments you could all give me on my writing and how I could improve!!
Crowds of people throng near the entrance to camp. Thousands of them, hungry and sick. Nobody cares. We have quickly got used to the idea that people must endure these atrocities daily and just like if you watch a horror movie repeatedly, the scary and haunting images begin to look mundane. As if the scene of an orphaned, sick, famished child is anything like normal! As if we shouldn’t worry about that sort of thing because the politicians have got it under control.
This is the first point I would like to address. For some reason, we seem to think that this massive wave of migration in to Europe is just the governments problem. It is societies problem not just the governments. When you see the front of the Irish times reading “Brexit” or “President Trump” that is society failing. That is society neglecting itself. That is society letting itself get brainwashed by people who stand for hatred. When you go into a voting booth and choose to leave the European union because you are afraid of losing your job to a foreigner all I can say to you is, you obviously aren’t doing your job very well. I understand patriotism, the belief that your nation exceeds the limits of any other but in Britain’s’ case this has gone too far. They seem to believe that they are better off without the support of the EU but worse than that they don’t care at all for the countries that they are leaving behind. Ireland never would have been relieved from an economic recession without the help of the EU. So many countries rely on free trade with Britain, mainly Ireland, and have been greatly let down by the attitude of the British people and the belief that we are better off without each other which can be crushed if you look at literally any intelligent newspaper. To clarify I mean newspaper and not some tabloid that claims that Leo Vradkar is an alien and the government are all going to kill us.
As the reality of the situation begins to set in the atmosphere from classroom to classroom begins to change. The once enthusiastic class now sinks into a routine of boredom and stress.
The cherry smiles from the grinning faces have been replaced by serious and troubled demeanor’s . Those youthful faces getting their first wrinkles.
via Daily Prompt: Crescendo
Some call it the leaving cert, some call it the a-levels and I think it’s the equivalent of SATs. It takes over your life. The time that we should be outside playing, running and laughing is taken up inside watching the world through a window. Brief glimpses of the world are caught in study breaks.
I am currently in my third day of this hell year. One might say that I should be ready and full of life, I have been on summer break for three months, but it doesn’t make it any easier. Life goes in a day from revolving around seeing your freinds and enjoying yourself to each minute from 8:30 until 6 being on a timetable.
I think the worst part of the school is the work outside the timetable. The constant pressure that society puts you under to be working 24-7. It’s something that according to my teachers must be on my mind at all times. My sport, my friends are just distractions to this exam. This exam that determines what I do in college, what I do for the rest of my life.
I don’t appreciate the people that say stuff to you like “the leaving cert doesn’t matter at all” not because i doubt their sincerity but because it is always followed with tips on studying or the story of how they did so well. The worst comment has to be “everything will work out in the end”. It has to be the worst thing you could ever say to a panicking student who has been drilled to rely on getting in to college to succeed in life. To this student all they hear is “good luck”.
via https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/edible/Daily Prompt: Edible
When you were a teen did you ever feel like you were being eaten up inside. That the stress and intensity of every day life was too much. It all pressed against you and since you were not strong enough it starts to devour you.
You don’t notice it at first, you can say that everything is ok but it’s not. Soon you will be all eaten up.
via Daily Prompt: Sunny
I know this title is kind of cliche considering the word prompt is sunny but rainy kind of describes how my summer is going.
Living in Ireland you really can’t expect Mediterranean weather or any kind of heat to be honest but we are quite content with out 15 degrees and the meek sun that peaks through the heavy clouds satisfies us as a good summer.
Unfortunately my summer began a month ago and I have had 4 days of sun so far. There have been a few days of grey cloudiness but only 4 days that I would truly count as summer weather.
The summer has not had a good start but as a good Irish person I will ignore the weather and get on with it. Wish me luck!
via Daily Prompt: Pursue https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/pursue/
When Robert Frost said “two roads diverged and I took the one less traveled” as a student I would like to think that he was referring to his decision to become a poet. Poetry tends to be an unpredictable and difficult career to succeed in.
How do you know when to pursue a dream? When do you know to stop and let reality in? Is there ever a point where you should do this?
via Daily Prompt: Temporary
Temporary. Everything is temporary. When you see a tree blowing softly in the summer breeze outside your window today just think, one day that will be gone. One day that tree will be ground to mulch or destroyed to feed our insatiable hunger for paper. It will be replaced by something else. Maybe a new healthier tree that has no idea the fate it is doomed to or maybe a clump of weeds.
When the tree is replaced by weeds you know it’s bad. The weeds represent the end of an era. The end of the tree as they prevent it from growing back. They take up valuable water and sunlight and will continue to spread rapidly and vastly until one day you look outside that same window and it is no longer a gentle tree blowing in the breeze but a thorny, unwelcoming and never ending forest of unwanted vegetation.
This is like us, some of us are replaced by our children, younger and healthier versions of ourselves. In other aspects of life like politics, the weeds are advancing, slowly emerging their ugly heads out of the ground. Macron showed us in the French election that their is still a chance to prune the garden but some weeds (Trump) are getting angry. Let’s not allowe weeds in our garden!
via Daily Prompt: Gray
I don’t know about you but when I see Gray all I can think of is the world famous series, Fifty Shades of Grey. I am not about to start writing all about how I loved this series, in all honesty I have never watched the movies or read the books but I have heard enough about it that I feel I have!
This series is the ultimate fantasy vs reality. Something that many people would shrink from the idea of is glorified in a movie and suddenly becomes a regular topic of conversation in every coffee shop and work place in the country. It took the world by storm, for some reason. What is so great about this fantasy? The shy girl seduced by the rich, sexy man is a classic but that’s not what happened. The shy girl that obviously has self esteem issues is seduced by the psychopathic, OCD millionaire that tries to pressure her into things she doesn’t want to do.
By glorifying these sort of books are we creating an alternate universe for our darkest thoughts and deepest secrets or are we creating a species of males that now think by stalking and objectifying lonely women with low self esteem that they can force them to do things that they are not comfortable with. This is the fantasy vs reality question. When do we have to put our foot down? When does it need to stay in the books and films? When does it need to stay an unobtainable fantasy?
via Daily Prompt: Zip
Zip zip zip. Time zips by, zip zip zip. I know many people might think I am too young to comment on the passing of time since I hope that I have plenty of time left. It has just begun to occur to me how fleeting it is.
Only yesterday I was sitting by by mother’s side whilst she held my new baby sister, then starting my first day of school, then along came my cousins one by one each a welcome addition to my small family. My brother came last and if I close my eyes I can still feel his little hands closing around my thumb as I had my first anxious meeting with him. He was so small and wrinkled, my young mind couldn’t comprehend how this little ball of skin could even be a real person, he was so small. 8 years later he is very much a person. Evolved from his chubby beginning to become a star athlete and overall amazing guy but how did my little baby become a boy. How did my little sister and I so quickly grow out of our princess dresses and into the slinky party dresses that we now went out in.
With the thought of college looming over me I can’t help but wonder will I wake up one day and find that I have blinked and my whole life is over. The thought of waking up old and tired scares me. I am in the prime of my youth with a world of possibilities, what if I make the wrong one? As Robert Frost said “two roads diverged in a wood and I took the one less traveled”, did it really make all the difference?
Your thoughts? Does life end as quickly as it has started. Is birth the beginning of life or the beginning of death?