Casley+Rowan

Casley

**Day 1, Micheal Pryor**
. Today, Michel Pryor came in to talk to us about writing and different writing techniques. He was an interesting man, wearing a green blazer and green shoes. He had a mechinical brooch on his lapel. Some of the activities we did with him were :

//5 minutes of solid writing, while adding in random words he chose://
Stop. I had to stop. I was so tired, I had to sit down. I had been walking for hours in the immense heat. I could see the house in the distance, shaped strangely like a __cabbage.__ Odd, I thought. I jogged unwillingly, wishing it was cold like __winter__ not hot like the desert. The house was __mysterious__ as I approached the front gate. I opened it and saw the note from __Danny__ resting against the a small rock. I didn't have much time. I slipped around the back but heard something coming from inside. I grabbed an old bicycle and rode as fast as I could. What a waste of time.

//Drawing a street and then coming up with a story://
I'm standing in the middle of the crossroads. I can hear the faint shouting and laughing from the school behind me. I can feel the sun on my face. I start to walk along the main street, past the Police Station and the Butchery, where I see Mr Peters having a cigarette. He puts it behind his back and smiles, and I pretend I didn't see it and smile back. I can smell the fresh bread from the bakery and it draws me closer, until I am right inside the shop. I buy a roll and fell the soft fluffy bread as I bite into it. Then I keep walking. I notice Mrs Anderson outside the hardware store, in her old work boots and flannelette shirt, picking out a new hammer and some nails. I smile and wave at her and she returns the gesture. I trip over a rock on the side walk and fall, scraping my hands against the gravel. I get up quickly and check that no-one saw me. I look towards the beautician and see Mrs Laury and Mrs Green gossiping away, so I cross the road, so I am out of their view. I enter the chemist and it occurs to me that when I look back along the street, it will be busy with families picking there kids up from school and stopping for coffees and ice-cream and I better get a move on before anyone sees me.

**Day 2, Mulberry Hill, Seawinds and Mcrea Beach.**
Today we went to Mulberry Hill to get some inspiration from the house of Joan Lindsey. We then went to Seawinds, where we wrote a short piece from the point of view of an Aboriginal Person.

//Aboriginal Piece: //

After that we went to the beach and wrote some Haikus. //My Haikus://

Today, Simmone Howell came in and we did some cool activities with her.
 * Day 3, Simmone Howell.**

//Self Portraits:// //List Poems:// //Short Story:// //"I am" Poem://

Today we went into the City and to the State Library.
 * Day 4, State Library, Degraves Street, Federation Square.**

//Statues Poem://

//Library Reflection://

//People Interaction Poem://