Expository
The concept of river writing had just recently been introduced to me so this experience was quite compelling. As a class we departed the school and headed towards Edworthy Park. We had been instructed to become attentive towards our surroundings to influence our writing. Due to my constant habit of not being able to keep to myself for more than five seconds I had failed this task. I do recommend for others to listen to these instructions and obey them because it did inspire me for many of these pieces that I have written today. My classmates and I sat at the very edge of the river and began to write about everything we had seen on our stroll here. We exchanged laughter and smiles this afternoon and before we knew it was time to head back.
Narrative
I had stopped. It was a time where I needed to take a moment and embrace the scenery around me. I drifted towards the edge of the bridge and was determined to look down. I had always had a fear of heights but astonished I was capable of looking down managing not to get my heart to race. There on the rock sat my companions along with classmates who I knew nothing beyond their name. It struck me that I had such little time with many of them and soon I would be off into the real world. I do not comprehend why at that moment did all of this hit me. Was it the beauty that caused me to reveal this ugly reality or was it all about timing? As if on cue, from the bridge I could hear several people calling my name to come over and sit down with them. Although we do not have as much time it was only fair I made much out of it as possible.
Persuasive
It had become a routine for all of us to gather down stream and begin to write over there except this stroll was filled with a new discovery. We had witnessed rocks that had different facial expressions drawn on them. Smiles, frowns, and some even had their tongue sticking out! In my perspective I think everyone should become involved in this particular activity and consider it a tradition. It’s such a unique way to make someone’s day and it only takes a few seconds to accomplish. This little discovery had made me smile for the rest of the stroll for someone else to receive that same feeling would be wonderful!
Description
No description of the river could justify the chaos occurring that day. The river stood still for moments but was suddenly disturbed by the splashes of dogs playing in the water. The river was accompanied by a breeze that disappeared often but returned stronger each time. Although the water was not exactly the perfect shade of blue in fact it could have been depicted as a mossy green with a hint of blue it was still eye-catching. The aroma at the river was not too pleasing either that day it smelled like someone had forgotten to pick up some business their pet had left. The locks that were attached to the bridge had once again been removed and dropped into the river. Even though this day had a numerous amount of flaws it’s imperfections is what made it worth remembering.
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Image Credit: Claire.B