The Truman Show

authors note: This piece was written based off of the movie "The Truman Show". I felt that everyone that cared about him really didn't, and that they were lying just for other peoples entertainment. During this whole movie I really wanted Truman to find the truth and at some points, all hope seemed lost. Once he figured out that his life was a lie and set off to sail the last three lines of the poem describes what I thought he might have felt.


 Everything you thought you knew,

has been proven false.

The truth has finally come out

Your thoughts on life have all been altered

 and the real reality awaits you.

Your fellow co-workers,

Your best friend since birth

All of it were lies.

Your one true love waits for you on the other side of life.

The end is near and as you sail through the sea,

Victory is hear.

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time

Lies, Life, and, Truth


   My name is Christopher, I am 15 and autistic. I have a very different perspective on things such as lies and life. Throughout my fifteen years I've noticed that people's lies are either a cover up of their feelings or a way to prevent confrontation. Life is different for me than most people, I  never lie, I don't like to be hugged or yelled at, and I love maths. I have a hard time reading peoples emotion based off of their facial expressions because you can never tell if they are telling the truth. I am very different from most people and have been treated differently my entire life because of my condition. The novel The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon shows people a different perspective on life, lies, and the effects of autism.

   The question, "Is lying wrong?", has been commonly asked but the answer is never the same. Some say that it depends on the situation you're in but others say that is completely wrong. Christopher in The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time never lied although his entire life is filled with lies, his father has lied about his mother and about the murder of the dog, both to protect him. He describes a dog as loyal and faithful, in this situation he is truly describing himself. The real reason people lie is to hide how they feel or to prevent confrontation because they are afraid, although in reality the only thing we should fear is fear itself.

   In society we have been taught to embrace those that are different from us. Christopher has been treated differently his whole life because of his autistic condition. His thoughts are unique, from his emotions based off of colors or his ability to not lie. Throughout this novel symbols of life are shown in the dog, loyalty and love are all large parts in life, also truth is consistently shown. Autism by definition is a communication disorder including a short attention span and inability to treat others as people. This definition does not describe Christopher, a highly intelligent boy with unique thoughts and actions.

   Throughout this novel the author describes truth, life, and autism. Christopher is writing a mystery novel but ironically it is about truth and lies; he cannot tell a lie but everyone he loves is lying to him. His father, the most important person in his life, lies about his mother, another important figure in his life. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time  was an inspirational novel that shows what life is really about.

Owl and the Pussycat Imitation

author's note: In this poem I tried to imitate the  style of Edward Lear, which is childish with a deeper meaning. It is about a some what forbidden love between two animals that just don't go together. In some ways I feel that I took this too literally when we were supposed to imitate this author's writing but overall I think I did a pretty good job.

The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are, you are, you are,
What a beautiful Pussy you are."
Pussy said to the Owl "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing.
O let us be married, too long we have tarried;
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows,
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose, his nose, his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling your ring?"
 Said the Piggy, "I will"
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon.
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand.
They danced by the light of the moon, the moon, the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

The dove and the tiger walked over land
Carrying a beautiful  wagon in their hand

They took some clothes covered with a few holes

Wrapped in a red polka dot bandana

The dove gazed up to the sky above

And sang to a quiet chirp

"Oh beautiful tiger, Oh tiger my love,

What a gorgeous tiger you are, you are

What a gorgeous tiger you are."

Tiger said to the Dove, "You graceful bird,

How enchanting you chirp."

And the dove replied

"Oh let us be wed, for too much time we have wasted;

They went hand in hand, to the edge of the land

And frolicked under the rays of the sun, the sun,

They frolicked under the rays of the sun.

El Alcazar Poem

author's note:  This poem was inspired by the stream of consciousness we had a while back. El Alcazar Castle looked so dark and gloomy I decided to write something the complete opposite of  the usual fairytale. 

El Alcazar

When we think of castles it's always the same

The fairytale prince and princess who lived happily ever after.

Not this time,

This castle gray and stiff

covered in moss bricks and a swirling staircase of doom

held evil prisoners, trapped souls, and

convicted murderers, blood covered knives.

The sky turns from blue to the darkest shade of black

When the heavens see their lips curl into the sickest smile.

Dungeons capable of driving a man insane,

lock their doors so they can't get in.

Punishment seems to be the only answer.

Whips crack, and blankets are taken,

now, does this sound like the happily ever after?

 

Stars and Sky

Author's Note: This poem didn't really have a inspiration to it but I felt like writing about the night sky. The punctuation for this is weird and I wrote this in about 3 minutes but I think this is a pretty good poem.

 Stars and Sky

Through the night

The stars and sky

Come together, illuminating the darkness.

The magic of the stars floating in the sky ,

Keep you wondering about our life.

How can something so magical, bring such fear?

The beauty of the stars,

And the darkness of the night,

Come together forming one.

There I sit and gaze among the night

Wonder, Hope, and Truth are the words that enter my mind.

So, there I sit among the stars,

Wondering, "Whats up there?"

A shooting star passes overhead,

And now I know, life is precious,

Never wasted.

Infinity Box Poem

Authors Note: This poem reflects how I felt as I stepped into the Infinity Box at the Milwaukee Art Museum. It made me feel like this was unreal and couldn't be possible.

Glass reflects like a thousand mirrors

Feeling fear, tranquility

Weightlessness and freedom at the same time

Looking up and down

You gaze upon the millions of stars

This feeling is phenomenal, it swallows you

Then nothing but your thoughts surround you

Everything just seems to be muted

"Is this a dream?" "Could this be possible?"

As  you open your eyes it becomes reality

Your lips curl into a smile and yes, it's true

You know now that everything you felt is real,

Everything you thought you knew is true

Then as you step back into this dark world

Nothing will compare to what you experienced

Stream of Conciousness

Standing on a street corner, in a cold rain...

        Standing on a street corner, in a cold rain.  The street light inluminates the night making everything seem brighter. With your hood up, preventing you from getting wet, and the drops  of coldness hitting your nose the world has a different perspective. It seems darker, more  depressing and you feel alone. You realize that nothing is perfect and people shouldn't expect it  to be, they shouldn't expect to much out of one thing because in the end they will just end up  sad and disappointed. The wind howls and you figure you should get going, continuing on your  journey home.