Thursday, August 13, 2020

ENGT class - a boon in the curse

 12th August ,2020 was a big day for our group because we had a presentation to be presented. Technical communication class is more of a relaxing class in the subjects full of engineering aspects. It is more of listening to other's perspectives , looking at each other's ideas through presentation , listening to the soothing poems of Aayam , Ayush , Avaya, Anurag etc. I really  wish I could express my feelings easily as done by the guys. I have currently been visiting a lot of online classes. None of the teachers ask our whereabouts throughout the class , they directly jump into topics but ENGT class is quite different. It feels like we are with our family. It might be also because the first impression our teacher has put upon. Unlike some teachers who keep on forcing on attendance rather than giving concepts , Mr. Duwadi has given an open platform for discussion.

We were hoping that our presentation would be completed on previous week itself , but the presentation given by Mission and the group was so interactive that we could not get enough of time. Whatsoever , we did it today itself. Swarnim was really a hardworking guy who had given his 100 % on the presentation itself. Since , Bishal was injured but the stamina he had shown on the presentation was really appreciable. My heart was beating like a chicken once my turn came then calmed as we moved on. So finally our presentation was over and it was good to hear queries as we had expected. The main theme I wanted to highlight through the presentation was as said by Martin Luther King,

It is not the violence of few that scares me it is silence of many



Tuesday, August 11, 2020

ACROSTIC POEM

A
    Never
        Icy &
    Sad
Human

Review of my favourite book

 “Wonder” by R.J.Palacio was always on my bucket list , I always wanted to read that book but I don’t know why. It might have been because of the front cover of the book, and this was where the “Don’t judge a book by its cover” fails. I always wondered what’s the sublime meaning of the blue eyes of a simple portrait. Turns out that the blue eyes has such a vast meaning.

“You can’t blend in when you were born to stand out “
this line really attracted me and I wanted to read it at any cost.

August is the main character of the novel who has mandibulofacial dysostosis caused by the autosomal recessive mutation in TCOF1 gene complicated by a hemi facial macrosomia characterized of OAV spectrum – Treacher Collins Syndrome (TCS).Due to his physical appearance he had to do 27 surgeries. Just imagine your eyes were not symmetrically placed, you have cleft lip and everyone is backbiting about you ,pointing you ,bullying you, people are scared of you , they name you as “zombie guy” how would you feel? Just sit on August’s chair and you will feel that’s not on your cup of teacher always wanted to know thyself. He loved his dad mom and Via. Albeit, he was homeschooled by his mom he had a prick intelligence due to which he was admitted at grade 5 in Beecher’s Peep school. He especially loved Mr. Brownee, his English teacher. Mr.Brownee’s percepts always motivated him. There were altogether 8 parts of different people’s perspectives accompanied by Julian which I loved very much.

It is sophistically written and the thing I love about this novel is it is not confined to a particular thinking. Unlike most cliché novels which prefer only protagonists, rather it has equalized the perspective of both antagonist and protagonists. This is the magic R.J. Palacio has blended in. My favorite line was.

“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle”

    

I was literally sensing my face reading this ,thanking god for the perfect face, health and everything I have been blessed with. I have most importantly learned not to be disgraced upon anyone.

This book would have been a perfect book to me had there been more perspectives of August. I don’t know why all the letters of the part of Justin are small. Even I isn’t capitalized. I don’t think he is trying to dominate himself. Let this be a suspense to you…