GENRE PIECE #1
Genre Piece: This is a piece that was changed from a simple narrative piece about why I like snowflakes, taken from a list of things that I love. I have taken that simple paragraph and transformed it into a personal letter to the snowflake. I have personified the snowflake to write about why I love the snow flake using a different genre.
Dear Snowflake,
My name is Katie and I think you are beautiful. We have met before, many times in fact, so brief of moments, that it sometimes feel as if you’re are just an acquaintance.Once, when you landed on my grey coat, another time when I felt you brush against my cheek as you were passing toward the ground and all of the other times that I have caught you in my hands, my eye lashes or my tongue. You may not recognize me, but we have had many wonderful days together, building snowmen, sledding and having snowball fights. Many days have you provided a full day of fun for my family, my friends and me. I hope you don’t mind these activities, perhaps I should be more gentle, and tread more lightly just like you as you fall effortlessly to the earth. I wish I were more like you; you are simple, small and unique, yet you are powerful, capable of stopping busy towns and making the loud world silent. You provide fun and you provide danger. You provide peace and you provide chaos. How can one small thing build up to make the entire world white? But, there are many of you, as many as there are of us. You work together like thread and needle, weaving a blanket of white covering up the dirt of the lies on the ground of the earth. I think we could learn something from you small snowflake, that if all of us work together we too could make the world peaceful and beautiful. Don’t ever feel small or powerless little snowflake, you surpass all that is expected of you. I know we don’t get to see each other often as I would like, but when we do I know that it is always sure to be a good time.
Until we meet again on a cold day with a winter wind…
-Katie
My name is Katie and I think you are beautiful. We have met before, many times in fact, so brief of moments, that it sometimes feel as if you’re are just an acquaintance.Once, when you landed on my grey coat, another time when I felt you brush against my cheek as you were passing toward the ground and all of the other times that I have caught you in my hands, my eye lashes or my tongue. You may not recognize me, but we have had many wonderful days together, building snowmen, sledding and having snowball fights. Many days have you provided a full day of fun for my family, my friends and me. I hope you don’t mind these activities, perhaps I should be more gentle, and tread more lightly just like you as you fall effortlessly to the earth. I wish I were more like you; you are simple, small and unique, yet you are powerful, capable of stopping busy towns and making the loud world silent. You provide fun and you provide danger. You provide peace and you provide chaos. How can one small thing build up to make the entire world white? But, there are many of you, as many as there are of us. You work together like thread and needle, weaving a blanket of white covering up the dirt of the lies on the ground of the earth. I think we could learn something from you small snowflake, that if all of us work together we too could make the world peaceful and beautiful. Don’t ever feel small or powerless little snowflake, you surpass all that is expected of you. I know we don’t get to see each other often as I would like, but when we do I know that it is always sure to be a good time.
Until we meet again on a cold day with a winter wind…
-Katie