assignment #9

Now that the semester is ending, it is time for retrospects and reflections, forms of analytical nostalgia. The blogs were also very useful in trying to collect and create ideas for stories or see what others are working on and what their aesthetic and writing are all about .I think i must have grown as a writer after this class. I had never written nonfiction before, it was my first attempt at trying to write stories that are true or based on "true events. I did it and am so proud of my self. This is the paragraph of my experimental piece. thione is very different compare to the other writing i have done in my non creative class.
I am writing about burial, which is what happens when a person dies in. You have to be in your late 50 and have a kid for anyone to do a burial for you when you die. That is something that Christian Nigerian do when someone in their late 50 past away. First the person body will be preserved in a refrigerator. The family decides when the body is to be preserved often the burial is for three days or seven days depending on what culture you from. I know more about the three days because that’s what my culture celebrate. Friday is the dance and Saturday is when the family of the dead carries the body to where the body would be buried. Sunday is when the thankfulness of God when the person is alive. When my grandmother past away, the husband can’t view the body. However the kids visualize the body. After church celebration the family goes to the home of the mate the wife or husband can’t dance however the kids are permitted to dance and celebrate that they parent lasted that long.
this peice thought me a great lesson because i did not think i can write experimental. I had fun when i was writing this peice because i use a different style when i was writing. i had fun with it this blog assignment.