School antics
So I haven't experienced any really amazing fuckery moments in class this semester, aside from the entirety of British Literature sucking, but I just opened up this gem.
Assignment instructions: All semester we were to write in an 'Inspiration Journal' where we had to write about any little moment that inspired us. One of my entries was this:
A few days ago I noticed a fairy ring growing in my front yard. It's not terribly big, but it is most definitely a fairy ring. I don't know how most people feel when they see mushrooms growing on their lawn, but when I see them, my face lights up. There is something about seeing mushrooms growing wild that awakens a childish joy within me. And seeing a fairy ring, moreso a fairy ring on my lawn, is indescribably exciting.
Fairy rings are where the fairies gather to dance and sing and celebrate life, because fairies are about joy and love and everything makes even the most jaded adult smile and laugh like a child. I feel special, knowing they've picked my house and my lawn to build their ring. A bunny has been living under a bush in my yard for about a year, so I suppose the presence of a long-term bunny made them feel this was a safe place to live. I haven't chased away the bunny, so I certainly won't chase away a court of fairies. I just wish I knew what these fairies liked to eat, so I could set food out for them like I do for the bunny.
I love knowing that come midnight they are out there in their circle, singing and dancing and telling stories until the sun rises, and they go to bed inside their mushroom houses that sit safely on my lawn. I smile every time I walk past it.
And my classmate took that, spliced it up, and turned it into this:
Fairies and a bunny living in my yard. Youth and childish joy awaken when they gather and sing. Indescribably exciting food set out to celebrate. I sing and dance by the ring of life. Jaded adults smile to see my lawn laugh and dance around a mushroom’s ring. Come midnight, they and I are dancing on their lawn. The bush is growing wild and my face lights up. Telling stories on my lawn with childish joy, the fairy ring, their singing keeps growing with every dance they build the fairy rings. It starts out not terribly big, but they are about joy and love. They gather and continue to sing about the fairy ring. In my life my lawn and yard has become a long term, special, mushroom house for the fairies. Built in their circle they smile every time as I go to bed. Life and the presence of the bunny have chased away the sun rise where a fairy ring on my lawn is. More so knowing that because seeing the ring a few days ago I feel special knowing they’ve picked mushrooms that awakens a safe court under their ring. Knowing the chase, my face lights up. I love that the bunny and the fairies are where most people definitely are chased within to eat. I could for a growing lawn. I walk past it. They are out there, they need to come inside safely. This is a safe place. Most people sit on my lawn feel that when they sit there for almost a year. Their fairies noticed it’s not terribly big. So I supposed they like to eat in a safe place. But most is made of them. I just wish I knew something of what makes even their safe place to live, seeing me about and when I see them is where there is a way because everything has been fo r the fairy ring. I suppose at most there was a fairy ring so all of them feel that this and that, but it is the fairies . I don’t know how they feel when they see it, but I could tell them how I feel about the bunny and the fairies.
WTF. It reads like English isn't her first language, but I'm pretty sure it is!
Assignment instructions: All semester we were to write in an 'Inspiration Journal' where we had to write about any little moment that inspired us. One of my entries was this:
A few days ago I noticed a fairy ring growing in my front yard. It's not terribly big, but it is most definitely a fairy ring. I don't know how most people feel when they see mushrooms growing on their lawn, but when I see them, my face lights up. There is something about seeing mushrooms growing wild that awakens a childish joy within me. And seeing a fairy ring, moreso a fairy ring on my lawn, is indescribably exciting.
Fairy rings are where the fairies gather to dance and sing and celebrate life, because fairies are about joy and love and everything makes even the most jaded adult smile and laugh like a child. I feel special, knowing they've picked my house and my lawn to build their ring. A bunny has been living under a bush in my yard for about a year, so I suppose the presence of a long-term bunny made them feel this was a safe place to live. I haven't chased away the bunny, so I certainly won't chase away a court of fairies. I just wish I knew what these fairies liked to eat, so I could set food out for them like I do for the bunny.
I love knowing that come midnight they are out there in their circle, singing and dancing and telling stories until the sun rises, and they go to bed inside their mushroom houses that sit safely on my lawn. I smile every time I walk past it.
And my classmate took that, spliced it up, and turned it into this:
Fairies and a bunny living in my yard. Youth and childish joy awaken when they gather and sing. Indescribably exciting food set out to celebrate. I sing and dance by the ring of life. Jaded adults smile to see my lawn laugh and dance around a mushroom’s ring. Come midnight, they and I are dancing on their lawn. The bush is growing wild and my face lights up. Telling stories on my lawn with childish joy, the fairy ring, their singing keeps growing with every dance they build the fairy rings. It starts out not terribly big, but they are about joy and love. They gather and continue to sing about the fairy ring. In my life my lawn and yard has become a long term, special, mushroom house for the fairies. Built in their circle they smile every time as I go to bed. Life and the presence of the bunny have chased away the sun rise where a fairy ring on my lawn is. More so knowing that because seeing the ring a few days ago I feel special knowing they’ve picked mushrooms that awakens a safe court under their ring. Knowing the chase, my face lights up. I love that the bunny and the fairies are where most people definitely are chased within to eat. I could for a growing lawn. I walk past it. They are out there, they need to come inside safely. This is a safe place. Most people sit on my lawn feel that when they sit there for almost a year. Their fairies noticed it’s not terribly big. So I supposed they like to eat in a safe place. But most is made of them. I just wish I knew something of what makes even their safe place to live, seeing me about and when I see them is where there is a way because everything has been fo r the fairy ring. I suppose at most there was a fairy ring so all of them feel that this and that, but it is the fairies . I don’t know how they feel when they see it, but I could tell them how I feel about the bunny and the fairies.
WTF. It reads like English isn't her first language, but I'm pretty sure it is!