Overall, I loved being in the caf’e. The environment was comforting and having my classmates around me helped. It was nice to come in a room where I can shut off all my other thoughts and just focus in poetry. I felt that the cafe was a safe place to share my thoughts without other people judging. And of course, I enjoyed having snacks. The food always helped me wake up and get focused. Plus, who would complain about getting to eat snacks when you come in class?
Throughout my caf’e experience, I had a couple of struggles. First, of course, was picking a topic to write about. Topics are always a struggle for me. Next, I struggled with rhyming and refrains. It took four days to draft out three different villaneles and in the end, I didn’t …show more content…
Being in a group of three with Jana and Connie, we brought snacks twice and cleaned up twice as well. In my table group, I shared my imitation of a villanelle. As a class, I shared two of my poems, a things to do poem and a limerick. Again, I felt that the cafe was a safe place to share my poems and it helped me participate more than I would have done in other classes. My classmates were a huge help and they encouraged me to write different styles of poetry and helped add in more technique. I also helped them change parts of their poems and recommended famous poems to help them …show more content…
I was one of the overall leaders, and to be honest, I had no idea what to do at the beginning. In fact, I started to get ideas of what to do when the cafe building was halfway over. At the beginning of the week, no one asked me what I needed to do. That was completely expected. Everyone was working on the walls, windows, or ceiling. At that point in time, it seemed that the cafe would never get done. Everything looked incomplete and patchy. Later, around Thursday, everything flipped. The walls, windows, and ceiling were done and it all looked great. That’s when Delia, Jillian, and I came in. The beams were put up, the lights, and the signs. Tables needed to be set, tablecloths cut. It was chaos. But in the end, I was happy with the final product. Everything fit. It was done in
Throughout my caf’e experience, I had a couple of struggles. First, of course, was picking a topic to write about. Topics are always a struggle for me. Next, I struggled with rhyming and refrains. It took four days to draft out three different villaneles and in the end, I didn’t …show more content…
Being in a group of three with Jana and Connie, we brought snacks twice and cleaned up twice as well. In my table group, I shared my imitation of a villanelle. As a class, I shared two of my poems, a things to do poem and a limerick. Again, I felt that the cafe was a safe place to share my poems and it helped me participate more than I would have done in other classes. My classmates were a huge help and they encouraged me to write different styles of poetry and helped add in more technique. I also helped them change parts of their poems and recommended famous poems to help them …show more content…
I was one of the overall leaders, and to be honest, I had no idea what to do at the beginning. In fact, I started to get ideas of what to do when the cafe building was halfway over. At the beginning of the week, no one asked me what I needed to do. That was completely expected. Everyone was working on the walls, windows, or ceiling. At that point in time, it seemed that the cafe would never get done. Everything looked incomplete and patchy. Later, around Thursday, everything flipped. The walls, windows, and ceiling were done and it all looked great. That’s when Delia, Jillian, and I came in. The beams were put up, the lights, and the signs. Tables needed to be set, tablecloths cut. It was chaos. But in the end, I was happy with the final product. Everything fit. It was done in