English Literature and Language Homework - Gabriella Parker
Friday 16th October 2015
Task A
Write an opening to a dystopian novel where you imagine your school in the distant future.
It’s 2235. My name is Resident 451, faction number 19. This is my story.
DO NOT IGNORE THIS MESSAGE
Day 623, Post Neurone Sector,
If you are receiving this, my theory was correct.
595 days after the war broke out, I was taken out of Holding. For those of you receiving this in Cent. 021, Holding refers to the process of “cryogenic freezing”, a phrase used by your century according to my data core. They year is 2224, I am registered as 372, faction number 18.
This message is the first attempt to contact prior residents.
Attached to this message is the mathematical theorem for what a person of your century would call “time travel” or “inter-dimensional skip”, as is the most recent translation.
My reason for this is simple: I ask that you stop the events that will occur on May 16th, 2045.
If I have calculated this correctly, this will reach Sarah H.Blackwood at co-ordinates 45.7° latitude, 122.3° longitude, on February 24th, 2015.
Do not ignore this.
Do not give up.
Your task is imperative to ending this war.
Good luck.
I was 15 when I received this message. Half way through an episode of The Simpsons with an empty can of Coke in my right hand. What would you have done? Exactly. I trashed the email and updated my firewall, didn’t think much of it. It took 8 days for the next message to come through. Same anonymous sender, same absurd bullshit. Again, I ignored it.
Except, it didn't end with my ignorance.
It didn’t end when I got a new laptop, set up a new account. It didn't end when my parents decided the best thing for a healthy growing teenager was to move country.
It didn't end when I moved out, or when I got my degree in Astronomical Physics. It didn’t end when I was offered a job at the most prestigious Astronomical Research lab in the world.
It took 5 years for me to realise that the messages were right.
The heavy glaze of the sun creates a dazed shimmer around the glass dome, which splinters the light into shards. There are no birds here. No trees. No wind.
The air is thick, humid with the sticky heat, it consumes me, makes me heavy as I take my first step, my second.
I stagger, right myself, try again. Carry on down the path I’ve walked so many times, but never like this.
It’s dizzying, how much has changed, whilst still looking familiar. It’s like a disarray of dreams sewn on in patches to the sight in front of me, little sections of normality pressed into the cement of bizarre.
The key card is in my hand, a little slash of plastic, pressing into the flesh of my palm. It feels exactly like a lie you’d tell your parents, a little rectangle of guilt and nervousness denting my hand. I knew what I was here for, what I had to do.
It felt like getting away with the lie when the key card slipped through the machine, and the button flashed green.
I pushed through the doors, keeping my head high, taking slow, practiced steps. She’d told me this is what I had to do. Nervousness would get me killed. Doubt would get me killed. Anything that differed from precision would get me killed.
I knew this, but my eyes drifted. Looked through the glass to my right.I saw Charlie out of the corner of my vision. Kate. Andrew. Hooked up to those vile machines, faces gaunt in the sterile glow of the screens. To think this is where I learned what would save them. Some kind of sick irony to it, I’ll admit.
I didn’t let myself get distracted again.
I know what I have to do.
It was 2023 before I had programmed the technology necessary to respond.
By then it was far too late.
Task B
Write a TV documentary voice over where you introduce your school or college.
Survival 101: College
I’m sure you’ve all heard advice from parents, teachers and friends exactly what to do to prepare for college.
You’ve seen the magazine articles, and the back-to-school adverts and the posters and the check lists.
But are you ready for the wilderness? Are you ready to drink your own pee to survive? Or carve out a camel to keep warm?
Okay, so I’m kidding.
Maybe.
But in all seriousness, you’ll need more than your pencil case and a rough knowledge of how enzymes work in order to survive this place.
Is everybody sitting comfortably?
Then I’ll begin.
This is St Brendan’s Sixth Form College.
Oh, yes, it looks lovely and welcoming from the outside.
But don’t be fooled.
Here be dragons.
Wait.
Wrong movie.
Ignore that.
Where was I.
Ah, yes.
Don’t be fooled, young ones.
This is a dangerous wilderness where you need your wits about you.
You’ll need a strategy. A back up strategy. You need it all planned out for optimum chances of success.
Luckily for you we’ve got it all figured out.
The perfect formula for college survival.
Step one….
Task C
Write an analytical commentary where you compare choices of languages, style and form.
In both pieces, I attempted humour in order to engage my young adult audience. However, in my novel introduction I used more complex lexis and descriptive language in order to create visual imagery in the audience. I ranged between complex and simple sentence structures in order to avoid a monotonous tone. In my documentary piece, I kept a light-hearted tone and simple sentences to avoid overloading my audience with information. In my dystopian piece, I switched between time periods to keep the audience’s attention and open questions they’d want answers to. I also alternated between high frequency and low frequency lexis in order to add character to the first person. I used modern references that would be appropriate to my audience in both pieces. In my documentary I included relatable experiences that would engage the audiences attention.