Day 1 Writing Homework
Prompt :
Write 3 sentences describing the setting of this image in third person Write 3 more sentences and add an unlikely character into the environment. Have them interact with the environment in some way. Use third person (she/he pronouns) Now write 3 sentences describing the environment through the eyes of the character (so in first person). Brainstorm ideas based on these prompts using the mindmap method and ‘what if’ questioning: “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust” “Among the toadstools” “Through the magnifying glass” “The coral city” Complete a mindmap for the prompt below, begin with one idea or descriptive word and generate ideas from there: “By candle light” Finalise your ideas. One idea should be for a plot-driven story, one for a reflective psychological piece and one for a persuasive text.
Now combine anything and write a 400 word narrative
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The silent and secret garden was lush like a lush cave, green like every woodland combined! It is all you can imagine. The leaf scattered everywhere
Bob, a couch potato, was outside. He was grumpy, very grumpy. He never likes to go outside. All he wishes for is to sleep, eat chips and play video games, but something seems off today. He seems to have a strong connection with the garden. It seems like the garden has a lot of fun things to do. He started to see visions of a tree house in his trees, and then he knew now that he spent most of his time on games, and that he knew the feeling of playing outside. Build to pride is all he wants.
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1-10(2)-DANNY DONG
3rd person no character :
The leaves are scattered along the ground, some yellow, some green, autumn is coming. Flowers are littered around the sidewalk, blues, reds, purples, a kaleidoscope of colours. Vines arch over the walkway, grand, tall and a demander of respect.
3rd person with character :
A man is trudging through the flowers, blood dripping from his knife, creating a pattern on the floor, a murders smile painted on his face. Leaves move away from him as if running in terror, a force field of fear. Vines wither and fall down behind him, as if he is death itself.
1st person :
I am walking through a strange garden, the nature withers and falls as I pass, my aura is still strong. Flowers surround me as if trying to push me back, I go through them with ease. My knife still dripping blood, creates an artwork on the floor, beautiful in its own way.
Plot driven story :
Gateway to magical world
Plot is hostile creatures come through the gateway
Resolution is that you can use mint to lead them back to homeland
Psychological :
Person goes from poor to rich by using their skills
Plot is the person keeps getting rejected for jobs
Resolution is that they get requited for a job and is suddenly the most famous in their area
Persuasive :
Does looking at greenery in the morning help lighten your mood
Can use case study from people who live next to forest and people who live in the city
Can use surveys
Aaradhya N
Sentences describing the image:
Amidst the colourful vomit of flowers, through the lucious green grass. Violet sits down and feels the dampness in the grass. The wind swooshes past her leading to a white, vintage house with a peculiar green door.
Leading the windways harper laid in the sun, crushing the flowers under her. The symmetrical house with a odd green door and a window that leads to the unknown. The birds chirp in uneven patterns like they telling eachother something.
The bushes ruffle. The weird white house with the dusty green door stands still but is secretly saying to come in. The rainbow flowers dance through the wind’s command.
Brainstorm:
“Through the magnifying glass” (prompt)
There is a small creature that is spotted throught the lens.
The creature is found to be bacteria.
The bacteria has yellowish coloured skin
Was tested in a school
Aaradhya N
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1-10(2)-arupknandigmail-com
Shining into his eyes, the vibrant, eye-catching beauty of the fragrant flowers during late spring was just mesmerising. As he walked down the leaf-littered path, he saw a white, quartz mansion. Once he saw the mansion, it was impossible for him to look away. Slowly, he opened the new-looking green door, hearing the cute chirping of birds. Inside he stumbled upon a luxurious fountain better than anything he’s ever seen. He irresistibly jumped in and fell into a secret room full of beautiful paintings looking so realistic he thought for a second the paintings were real.
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1-10(2)-Prabhdeep Singh
CRASH! The space ship scraped the lush green grass turning what was once vibrant aqua to now gloomy and dull. A small bulky astronaut peered his head out and sauntered inquisitively around the landscape to try and find an answer where he was. The flowers danced when the wind slightly blew them and also gave an aromatic smell.
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1-10(2)-nage_jyahoo-com
The garden overflowed with colour, every inch alive with blossoms swaying gently in the breeze.
A narrow stone path twisted through the vibrant chaos, inviting wanderers deeper into the blooming paradise.
Petals shimmered under the sun’s gaze, a rainbow of colour unfolding in still, fragrant air.
A rusty, dented robot stood motionless among the roses, its metal frame glinting dully under the morning sun.
With a gentle whir, it reached out a clunky hand to touch a sunflower, tilting its head as if marvelling at the texture.
When a breeze stirred the petals around it, the robot emitted a soft hum, mimicking birdsong from deep within its chest.
I do not understand why this place makes me feel so – warm.
The air smells so different ……. like something I was not programmed to recall.
every colour, every petal is like a secret I am being allowed to witness.
“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust”
Central Themes: Death, memory, decay, cycles, loss, transformation.
Mindmapping branches:
Rituals: Burial ceremonies, scattering ashes, ancestral altars.
Post-Apocalyptic: World covered in ash after war; survivors live in dust storms.
Spiritual/Rebirth: Ash as a symbol of reincarnation.
Decay: Homes falling apart, memories turning to dust, time eroding all.
What if…
…ashes could be used to grow memory plants?
…a child is born from the ashes of someone who shouldn’t have died?
…dust is conscious and records everything it lands on?
Among the toadstools
Central Themes: Nature, fantasy, hidden worlds, danger, transformation.
Mindmap branches:
Miniature Worlds: Tiny creatures, micro-civilizations, fairies.
Hallucination: Characters under the influence of spores.
Whimsy vs. Horror: Enchanted garden or toxic terrain.
What if…
…a person shrinks and joins a society under the mushrooms?
…the toadstools sing or communicate through vibrations?
…they only grow where someone has lied?
Through the magnifying glass”
Central Themes: Perception, truth, obsession, detail, surveillance.
The Coral City”
Central Themes: Ocean, decay vs. beauty, lost civilizations, nature reclaiming.
Mindmap branches:
Underwater Society: Merfolk, sunken cities, bioluminescent buildings.
Environmental: Ocean pollution, coral bleaching, activism.
Exploration: Divers, hidden maps, treasure.
What if…
…the coral city was built from human remains?
…it grows overnight and consumes ships?
…a child born in the city is the only one who can leave?
Mindmap branches:
Detective/Investigation: Clues hidden in tiny details.
Science/Discovery: Microscopic life or an unknown world.
Psychological: Seeing things others can’t, paranoia.
What if…
…someone finds a city living on a leaf?
…the magnifying glass shows people’s secrets?
…looking too closely reveals a terrifying truth?
By Candle light
Mood/Atmosphere Symbolism
– Intimate – Hope – Old cottage – Secret letters
– Mysterious – Fragility – War bunker – Ghost appears in flame
– romantic – Memory – Temple – Candle that never burns out
– Tense – Time passing – Study/library – Memories replay in the flame“
What if…” ideas:
What if a candle reveals the true face of whoever stands in its glow?
What if each flame burns through a memory?
What if the candle must stay lit or something terrible will happen?
Plot-driven Story
Title: The Coral City
Concept: A young diver discovers a living city beneath the sea, grown entirely of coral — but the city is expanding, feeding on wreckage, and now approaching coastal towns. She must choose between saving the land or joining the sea-bound civilization forever.
Genre: Adventure
Purpose: Action, eReflective Psychological Piece
Title: Through the Magnifying Glass
Concept: A grieving man becomes obsessed with examining dust particles left behind by his late wife. The closer he looks, the more he begins to see messages — or hallucinations — hidden in the grains, leading him down a rabbit hole of memory and madness.
Genre: Psychological / Literary
Purpose: Explore grief, obsession, perception vs. reality. exploration, environmental commentary.
Persuasive Text
Title: By Candle Light: Rediscovering Stillness in a World of Screens
Concept: A persuasive essay arguing for the return of analog moments — reading, writing, or simply thinking by candlelight — to resist digital burnout.
Purpose: Promote mindfulness, slower living, and tech detox through sensory rituals.
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1-10(2)-Mahmud
Three sentences describing the setting:
The tranquil walkway stretches for miles. Bright, vibrant flowers buzzing with bees line the tunnel and guide the way. Luscious leaves and lily pads line the earth as vines stretch overhead.
Three sentences introducing a character (third person):
A young grieving child stumbles into the flower filled walkway as they are visiting their grandparents. The peace of the spot calms the child and helps then let go of their long-lost father. They feel safe and at home in this beautiful garden.
Three sentences through eyes of the character (first person):
As I am on my way to my grandparents’ house, I wonder what it is like for dad in heaven, when I stop in my tracks, it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. There where flowers as bright as the sun and grass as green as limes. It calms me and makes my realise that dad would want me to be happy.
Brainstorms using what if questioning:
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust:
• Bushfire
• Death
• Burned
• Wasteland
• Left behind
Among the toadstools:
• Faries
• Tiny
• Elves
• Magic
• Discovery
Through the magnifying glass:
• Turned tiny
• Insects
• Invisible
• Creating fire
• Science
Coral city:
• Mermaids
• Atlantic
• New species
• Adventure
• Discovery
Mind map starting with on idea:
1.By the candlelight
2.Camping
3.Nature
4.In the wild
Finalise ideas:
1.A student lost in the woods with just a candle
2.The fire in the candle represents the hope inside of someone
3.Are candles a fire hazard
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1-10(2)-Sophia Cree
Third person sentences
1. With brightly coloured leaves and blossoming flowers the garden shined with glory leading a spectacular pathway to an appealing house in the foreground of the image.
2. This image clearly conveys and shows many blooming plants decorated within the space edging around the sparkling and eye-catching house in the center.
3. plants with various colours, flowers raining beauty performs stunningly to surround the well decorated house in the foreground of the image.
An unexpected and unlikely character
1. There was an arrival which took place by an unlikely landscaper who ventured through the area he would catch the spectacular view before turning his route to the house.
2. With plenty of joy he arrived, started estimating landscape values, upgrading and entered the house where he seemed to rush back out, instantly confused of what was happening.
3. One random person came into the area during a vivid venture to visit an unlikely looking garden house as a landscaper himself he measured, checked and determined values but the house scared him with the opposite means of the outside blooms.
From the character’s eyes
1. I was on an astonishing adventure but around halfway to my arrival I caught a blossoming garden in the corner of my eye, until I visited it a was sparked as a landsaper myself I got into buisness for land and wealth, as I always do.
2. I started the organisation immediately by examining every single centimetre of beuaty lurked within, I have to say it was much more different than anything I’ve ever seen.
3. Everything sparked until I reached the edge of the doorstep where I entered… doom as spooky and gloomy as a black hole I was so frightened more than a screaming donkey, so I rushed out, but I was confused as now nothing was there just nothing or mabye my eyes were decieving me.
Mind map
My chosen word- Appealing
Sparkling
Eye-catching
Wonderous
wonderful
magical
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1-10(2)-Krithik Singaravelan
The beautiful manor’s garden is full of plants and animals. The flowers and vegetable are grown by gardeners and are overseen by them everyday for problems that need to be fixed. The intricate designs of the garden match the manor’s beauty. A cyborg came to the garden with the intent to take samples of the nature in the garden. The cyborg’s name was Robot and he hates the garden and is longing to get out of it. I hate this garden I hate the insects and the germs and the animals I hate everything about this garden. I don’t know how these humans like this place. I just want to get out of this flower infested place and go home.
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1-10(2)-Jai Oruganti
The secret garden
A new house, a new life, a new story. I marvel at the luxurious interiors of the breathtaking house. It’s floor to ceiling windows boasted stunning panoramic views of the city and the interior was lavishly furnished with a sumptuous velvet sofa scattered with silk cushions, a solid walnut table and a meticulously handcrafted silk rug which lay over the sleek oak floorboards. However, however great the interior may be, it doesn’t have a backyard. At my old house the garden was bigger than the house, with petunias, roses, violets it was beautiful. But at this house all it is, is a barren piece of dirt, mangled, messy and frankly not beautiful. I step outside into the “garden”, plonking myself on the rotting steps, I see a human sized hole in the fence. My eyes sparkled with the brilliancy of a flawless diamond and a smile spread across my face like a sudden burst of sunshine from out of the gloom. Stumbling forward one foot after the other I make my way to the hole, peeking out I see a breathtakingly stunning garden. I pop my whole body through the hole.
A sudden warmth washes over me, staggering back from the beauty.
“This garden is better than my old houses” I think to myself
Flowers of all colours surround me, entrap me, mystify me. My name is called from inside the house, I rush back to the house, for some reason not wanting my parents to find out about the garden.
“Dishes” my mum calls
“Uhhhh” I groan
Trudging up the stairs, I sigh and empty the dishwasher. Longing to go back to the garden. I finish. Ecstatically, I walk down the stairs, sprinting through the fence into the garden of my dreams. It was even better than when I last remembered it. The flowers are suddenly more vibrant, the overhanging vines are more green, the trees are taller everything is better. I take a step leaves crunching, leaving scattered remains, each piece smaller than the last. The overhanging vines stretch across the walkway providing shade but still letting in light, giving the walkway the perfect amount of light. The grass is cut to the perfect length, and gives you the urge to not step on it without a sign.
Sorry the one before was not reviewed this one is reviewed :
The secret garden
A new house, a new life, a new story. I marvel at the luxurious interiors of the breathtaking house. It’s floor to ceiling windows boasted stunning panoramic views of the city, and the interior was lavishly furnished with a sumptuous velvet sofa scattered with silk cushions. A solid walnut table and a meticulously handcrafted silk rug which lay over the sleek oak floorboards. However, however great the interior may be, it doesn’t have a backyard. At my old house the garden was bigger than the house, with petunias, roses, violets it was beautiful. But at this house all it is, is a barren piece of dirt, mangled, messy and frankly not beautiful. I step outside into the “garden”, plonking myself on the rotting steps, I see a human sized hole in the fence. My eyes sparkled with the brilliancy of a flawless diamond and a smile spread across my face like a sudden burst of sunshine from out of the gloom. Stumbling forward one foot after the other I make my way to the hole, peeking out, I see a breathtakingly stunning garden. I pop my whole body through the hole.
A sudden warmth washes over me, I stagger back from the beauty.
“This garden is better than my old house’s,” I think to myself
Flowers of all colours surround me, entrap me, mystify me. My name is called from inside the house, I rush back to the house, for some reason not wanting my parents to find out about the garden.
“Dishes,” my mum calls
“Uhhhh,” I groan
Trudging up the stairs, I sigh and empty the dishwasher. Longing to go back to the garden. I finish. Ecstatically walking down the stairs, sprinting through the fence into the garden of my dreams. It was even better than when I last remembered it. The flowers are suddenly more vibrant, the overhanging vines are more green, the trees are taller everything is better. I take a step leaves crunching, leaving scattered remains, each piece smaller than the last. The overhanging vines stretch across the walkway providing shade but still letting in light, giving the walkway the perfect amount of light. The grass is cut to the perfect length, and gives you the urge to not step on it without a sign. And then I see the green door. It starts to open, a hand appears, and then out of the gloom the figure is revealed
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1-10(2)-Ajay
Sorry all of the ones before were not reviewed this one is reviewed :
The secret garden
A new house, a new life, a new story. I marvel at the luxurious interiors of the breathtaking house. It’s floor to ceiling windows boasted stunning panoramic views of the city, and the interior was lavishly furnished with a sumptuous velvet sofa scattered with silk cushions. A solid walnut table placed in the middle of the room and a meticulously handcrafted silk rug which lay over the sleek oak floorboards. However, however great the interior may be, it doesn’t have a backyard. At my old house, the garden was bigger than the house, with petunias, roses and violets it was beautiful. But at this house all it is, is a barren piece of dirt, mangled, messy and frankly not beautiful. I step outside into the “garden”, plonking myself on the rotting steps, I see a human sized hole in the fence. My eyes sparkled with the brilliancy of a flawless diamond and a smile spread across my face like a sudden burst of sunshine from out of the gloom. Stumbling forward one foot after the other I make my way to the hole, peeking out, I see a breathtakingly stunning garden. I pop my whole body through the hole.
A sudden warmth washes over me, I stagger back from the beauty.
“This garden is better than my old house’s,” I think to myself
Flowers of all colours surround me, entrap me, mystify me. My name is called from inside the house, I rush back to the house, and for some reason not wanting my parents to find out about the garden.
“Dishes,” my mum calls
“Uhhhh,” I groan
Trudging up the stairs, I sigh and empty the dishwasher. Longing to go back to the garden. I finish. Ecstatically walking down the stairs, sprinting through the fence into the garden of my dreams. It was even better than when I last remembered it. The flowers are suddenly more vibrant, the overhanging vines are more green, the trees are taller, everything is better. I take a step leaves crunching, leaving scattered remains, each piece smaller than the last. The overhanging vines stretch across the walkway providing shade but still letting in the sun, giving the walkway the perfect amount of light. The grass is cut to the perfect length, and gives you the urge to not step on it without a sign. And then I see the green door. It starts to open, a hand appears, and then out of the gloom, the figure is revealed.
As the sun dazzled in the sky, it blew heat at the tranquil garden located in the heart of Dubbo. The flowers danced as the wind was as fast as a cheetah with clouds looking like cotton candy which made the garden feel like Disney land. There was innocent grass under the Sakura bushes that were blooming in the hot spring. At the end point of perspective laid a small house that led to all the secrets and mysterious to this garden.
A boy was walking with laughter until discovered light shining to it and as he entered it led him to a beautiful garden with a breathtaking weather and vibrant plants. The boy cheered on as the flowers dancing were dancing to the wind the was blowing as fast as cheetah making the boy feel refreshed and cool. Next to the Sakura bush he found a small peaceful house that had led all the enchanting secrets.
As I was enjoying the breeze in the park, I noticed some shining light in the bushes and as I went in it, I had found a lovely magical garden with a breathtaking view and vibrant plants. I started to jump in excitement as the flowers danced to the wind that was blowing me as fast as the speed of light with clouds pouring water making me think its tacos. Next to the cute Sakura bushes laid a house with lots of enchanting secrets of the garden that are yet to explore.