Year 10 English

This week Year 10 flexed their creative muscles and attempted to put their understanding of writing techniques into practice by composing a short piece that established a narrative setting with a strong sense of atmosphere. 

The following are some of the interesting pieces created by students in 10 English 3.

Blinded by the fluorescent lights following around the stage. Holding the shiny microphone with pale shaky hands, surrounded by talented musicians. Being on the other side of the overwhelming crowd sent shivers down my spine, feeling terrified of people’s judgement.  The suffocation of the smoke machine fills my lungs. I faced head down, without making eye contact with anyone. Looking down at the cracks of the stage’s concrete was a source of distraction, stalling myself. Taking a deep breath, slowly bringing my eyes up to face the audience. I burst into song, easing my nervousness as I went along, the crowd’s claps echoed through the room. That’s when I knew the audience was on my side.

Stephanie Holland, Year 10 Student

My socks were soaked, squelching at every move. I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket. Constantly on repeat. The ding didn’t process through my mind. The water oozed through my shirt and down my back. Cold and making me feel heavier by the second. I could feel a droplet sitting on the tip of my nose. It sat there for a while. Didn’t really move. I could feel my mascara run down the side of my face only to hit my shirt. The hairs on my body strung up as the water ran down my back. It was supposed to be sunny today.

Lara Carvallo, Year 10 Student

The sound of buzzing filled the dark cold room. The one yellow light bulb in the corner flickering, as the wind chimed through the cracks of the stone wall surrounding the darkened place. The smell of desperation danced around like a ballerina on point. Water trickled down the wall creating a puddle, which consisted of a steady dropping sound that would drive anyone crazy. The stapled together floors creaked with every breath taken from the darkened room, causing the oxygen to thicken, making it hard to breathe. With each passing second, footsteps increase upstairs, sounding like a horse trotting along with pride and determination.

Alicia Janda, Year 10 Student