Category Archives: Edson

I’m Getting Married!

By Phulan

My family and I are preparing for the wedding. We cook sweets, make dresses for the women, and dye turbans for the men. Shabanu drags me out to the fields with her to cut the grass for fodder. Dadi says “Hamir is different from me like Murad is different from Shabanu. He is wild, like Shabanu is. He loves horses and rides them hard.” pg. 152   I’m not allowed to see Hamir until my wedding day. Dadi says it’s bad luck. I haven’t seen Hamir since my cousins wedding last year. I wonder how much he has changed. Dadi says he is very handsome. He is tall like me. He’s impatient and a dreamer. Shabanu says she likes Hamir less than Murad. The cottage for Hamir and I is almost done. I get to see it tomorrow. I hope it is as beautiful as I see it in my dreams. I’ll tell you about the cottage when I see it, but for know I have to go.

How to make Chapatis

By Phulan

Ingredients:

Whole wheat flour

All-purpose flour

Salt

Olive oil

Hot water

Fire

Directions:

Stir the the whole wheat flour, all-purpose flour and salt  together.

Stir in the olive oil and enough water to make a soft dough that is elastic but not sticky.

Knead the dough until it is smooth.

Now make a fire.

Put the chapatis on something and hold it over the fire.

When the side that is facing the fire has brown spots, flip it over to cook the other side.

Then continue with the remaining dough.

I am going to be getting married soon and I am going to have to make chapatis for my kids and my husband. I wanted to show you this recipe because if you are getting married you are going to have to be able to cook. The recipe is easy to make and most people like

Ice cream

Creamy, Sweet

Licking, melting, dripping

Between my fingers

Yum

Recently in humanities we have been learning about poetry. So far we have learned about Haiku and Cinquain poems. We had some time to write during class and I wrote this poem. It is about ice cream. This was my first poem of the year so I chose an easier topic or something not super duper meaningful. I like this poem because it explains my experience with ice cream. If I could re write my poem I would probably try to make it about a harder or more meaningful topic. It was challenging for me to follow the rules of Cinquain. I broke a rule when I said “between my fingers” because the third line is supposed to have a four or five word phrase, but my poem has a three word phrase. It was easy for me to think of adjectives to describe ice cream because there are so many words that I could’ve used. I picked creamy and sweet because I think those words sums up what I think about ice cream the most.