Okay, I had to. But, anyways, if you can’t tell, this post is about wonder. In Mr. Featherstone’s we started off the day with a mind map. He put us in groups, and we had to write out any words that came to mind when we thought about wonder. So, we thought of…

Looking
curiosity
Seeing
Eyes
Children
Imagining
Thinking
Ideas
weird
new
crazy
unknown
different
Dream
colorful
blind
Wonderful
World
Universe
Existing
UNDISCOVERED
DISCOVER
THINKING
What if….

Blame Kyle for the random capital letters. Anyways, we had to do more work. We read this article on wonder in class.

Then the work started

It’s school, I was surprised we actually had to work. Anyways, we had to answer these questions: 

1) How was Prinz’s experience with the “Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey’s Circus” different from his parents?

His parents found it kind of dull and odd, finding it all a bit much and weird. But he found it really cool and interesting. He experienced Wonder.

2) What are the bodily symptoms Prinza postulates as components of wonder

Sensory, in the widening of the eyes and jaw slacking, cognitive, that we can’t call on past memories to help understand it, spiritual, swelling of the heart (metaphorically)

3) How does Francis Bacon consider wonder

“Wonder was something at science couldn’t cure”. He thinks that science can’t prove if it really exists or not. It’s because we can’t understand what’s in front of us.

4) Describe one moment in your life where you have experiences wonder. Use imagery and figurative language “show, don’t tell”

When I was 8 years old, my family went to Paris. I remember the first day we were there, the air was hot as a sauna. We were walking on the rough sidewalk, flip flops clacking against the ground. That’s when we walked into a large square, and I saw the Eiffel Tower for the first time. It was tall, one of the tallest things I’ve ever seen. People were talking loudly, camera shutters were flashing, bikes whizzing by without a care in the world. The air smelled fresh, people were speaking in all sorts of different languages. The tower itself was wonderful, metal reaching up until I couldn’t see the top. As we started to go up the elevator, the view of Paris got larger, the people and buildings getting smaller. My heart was beating as I saw the ground get farther and farther away, the view just getting wider. We only managed to get to the first floor, but even then the view was wonderful. The cars were like ants, the people even smaller. I was so far away from the ground, the view was breathtaking. Buildings and cars and people as far as the eye could see.

There was my awfully cheesy description of Paris.

Anywaysm thats all for this post!

read ya later

Ruby