Forest of my Worldview

ME! My name is Madeline I love being with friends and family I have blue-green eyes like the ocean with trees reflecting off of it, Light brown-blond hair, Face speckled with freckles like the dots on a lady bug. I am not super tall, But I will grow soon! I love playing sports I mountain bike in the spring, The mud splattering up onto my face, It is so radical In the winter, I shred the slopes Skiing through the powder, makes me laugh louder! I play soccer, the ball soaring through the air Just waiting to be put in the net. I love to have fun, I am very empathetic I am very enthusiastic, And I always try my best When I feel down, I go to my friends who always make me laugh My favourite colour is the dark green of the trees on the mountains, I love to draw, read, and run around I have travelled to Mexico, Hawaii, Thailand, and I have travelled around Europe. All these things add to my personality, Adding to my worldview And that is me!

My worldview is My worldview is as free as a bird My worldview is as educated as a teacher My worldview is as complicated as algebra My worldview is as happy as a sunny day My worldview is as diverse as a jungle It is like a forest of thoughts It is like a box of chocolates It is like a bank of ideas It is like canvas of colour My worldview is ever-changing

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River of Worldview Peaceful river flowed, Wildflowers on its banks Sunbeam’s rays were laid Light of morning glow In the tall tree Voices sweet were heard, Sang The sun had sank, When the wind did blow The tree frog’s sonorous call, Grasshoppers chirped along, Pine tree song Murmur deep, the river broad and fair Awoke from it’s peaceful sleep The sound of an axe was heard Dark, lone, fear Beasts disturbed broke and they scowled, Anger Lonely hours So bright and wild In the light of the moon Out of a pine tree tower, Fled by fear and fright River Rolled for ages, gentle flow Proud waters rushing high Snowy sails to the wind River bright Once bearing wood runners wild, Have fled long ago River changing, Flowing like my worldview Ever Changing forest of my life Reflects on who I am

Feel the signs As I go on with my days, I feel the dread and tension The scorching days, where the air is dry Seeing the news go up in flames, results of wildfires Even when far away, I can feel the signs The blistering summer heat, the snowy winters, dark weeks of pouring rain I hear hushed words of worry, Along with voices speaking up I feel the concrete under my feet, As I breathe in the stuffy city air I feel the world around me slowly shadow over the serenity of the past

What do you mean, the sound of your worldview? I mean that in a metaphorical way, meaning that it is not literal. There are most definitely sounds in your life. But worldview is different. In this sound poem, I compared it to a forest. Each sound represents something different. For example, “swish” is like days going by.

The sound of my worldview Crick crack, the sound of branches Swoosh, swish, the leaves go Whooooooo the wind in my ear Tweet tweet the birds singing a melody Hahaha! hahahahahh! The laughter of my friends all around Shwoooo shwooop the mysterious fog Chirp chirp the critters scamper The deep forest of questions, hmmmm New beginnings and opportunities around the corner Crick, swoosh, whooo, tweet!, The sounds of my worldview

HOME My childhood home, always has been Questions spilled in as my parents discussed it, moving houses. Moving became the dreaded word At the time, anger, sadness, sorrow But then, thoughts of new possibilities, opportunities, memories. The new house was old and rickety as I walked in But something felt good After time, It felt like home After a long trip, you feel the comfort of your home. House Home They are two different words, Laughter, family, friends, memories. New memories, sprout like a flower Wherever you go, they will follow you, And add to bouquet of memories And I began to realize, It is not the house, It is the people, the memories you take with you That is what makes a home!

Ever changing forest My worldview is an ever-changing, growing forest of thoughts. I learn and grow through my life. Sometimes, there is fog that is hard to see through, but it lifts. It swirls and ceases, creating pathways to embark on. It is a long journey that will help me to understand things, learn, and work through obstacles. An ever-lasting adventure. Built up of rivers, mountains, trees. Ever changing.

THE FOREST OF MY WORLDVIEW

About me video!

Hello! My name is Madeline, and this is my poetry book. I am in the PLP program, and this was one of the projects for it. I have connected all of these poems to my worldview in a way. It is called The Forest of my Worldview, because my worldview is ever-changing. It will change through experiences, opportunities, meeting new people, and learning. I hope you enjoy reading my poetry!

In this projects we were assigned to write a variety of poems. After we wrote the poems, we were to put them into an ebook. We experimented with different types of poems, and learned how to use theme, mood, and rhyming. I felt like this project helped me to express myself through my poetry. The driving question was “How might I write poetry that I enjoy and shows who I am”. I think I understand the driving question, because I was able to express my worldview and who I am through my poems.  Overall, I felt like this project was successful!

WORLDVIEW HAIKUS Worldview is the past My worldview is the present It is the future! It will always change Whatever I learned today there is always more School, home, sports, and friends The things I do will teach me And starting high school! My worldview is blue Sometimes I don&apos;t have a clue And I know it too!

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