Lim Hong Wei Poem Recitation: The Visitor

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Lim Hong wei(16)Visual Text Analysis

Image
This poster does not have any pictures other than the logo LEGO.

Layout
The background of the poster is blue in colour. The background is made of small blocks, which links to the words on it. The small blocks are actually small lego blocks.

Colour
The poster background colour is blue, which gives a cool feeling, like it is normal to have posters made of lego blocks. The words are yellow in colour. It gives off this happy feeling, it makes people happy and excited when they look at the poster

Words
The words are made up of small lego blocks. This again links to the words on the poster. The short form "AD" was used instead of advertisement. This makes the poster informal. The words "create anything" is used such that is is emphasised by the poster which is wholly made of lego blocks. It gives this feeling that even the whole world can be made of LEGO.

Typographical Features
The bigger words are enlarged to emphasise the meaning further. The small words give a conclusion to the whole poster. The time after reading the big words and before the small words give a cliffhanger feeling.

Summary
Purpose: To convince the people to buy lego, because in the future it will build the future.
Audience: People who do not buy LEGO
Context: With LEGO, you can create anything that you can think of. The creations are limitless.
Culture: People think that LEGO is for children, thus this poster shows that anyone can have LEGO.

Hong Wei Science Fiction Short Story

Title: The War Between the Eye and the Cube

 “Look at this! Viral videos of the brotherhood of the Illuminati is real!” Rocket, a middle-aged professor in symbolism, had brown hair and bushy eyebrows, talked to his best student in the University library. “That’s as ridiculous as Norse Gods of Asgard!” A young and bright man, Quill, ridiculed.

    Weird-looking people filled the streets, from two different armies, seemed to be at war. They also killed anyone strolling the streets. Flags flew everywhere. Rocket and Quill looked out the window and could recognise the two symbols anywhere. An eye in a triangle, the symbol of the Illuminati. The bright blue cube, the Tesseract, treasure and symbol of Asgard.

    In all broadcasting televisions, appeared the same thing. The representative of the Illuminati, and the other half Odin. The representative said, “For years Vikings believed in Asgard, slaying the Illuminati as we wanted to prove Science was God. Now we want revenge!” Odin just replied, “So be it.”

    An hour ago in another planet, Illuminatus, the last Viking was slain. the Gods had enough, as they witnessed the scene from another planet, Asgard.

    Screaming and fear filled the air. All was shocked that the outsiders killed everyone. Rocket and Quill went to their hideout. The superior weapons could kill without spilling blood. They equipped themselves and went out. Rocket had said, “if we do get separated, let’s meet back here.”

    The bloody corpses on the ground were gruesome while they travelled along. They met the Illuminati soldiers. They wore heavy armour, with guns in their hands. Rocket and Quill fired all their weapons. The soldiers were either blasted out of existence, shot to a different universe or flung to the other end of Earth. The Asgardians soldiers also wore equally heavy armour; however with melee weapons. The Gods hardly came to battle; they commanded the army instead.

    News of Rocket and Quill’s rebellion reached the rulers of both planets. They were to find and capture them. They both destroyed half of Earth, just to find them. Finally they were separated. Rocket was taken by Illuminatus while Quill was snatched up by Asgardians.

    Quill used the teleporter device to get away. Rocket rampaged through all of them. Meeting up again, they saw how both sides came to Earth, by wormhole made by two wormhole machines which they both owned. With wormholes, if you need to take one hundred days to go to a place, it can be greatly shortened to maybe a day! Rocket and Quill managed to destroy both wormhole machines by shooting through the wormhole. They then rounded up both parties together and held them hostage.

    There were two things that both groups had in common, they both had loyalty and brotherhood. The rulers of both planets surrendered. They were sent back and not allowed to come back. There was a celebration for Rocket and Quill by the survivors. They both knew, after this event, all the planets knew that Earth was not one to trifle with.

Word Count: 498

Somebody: Rocket and Quill

Wanted: To defend Earth against a war

But: They got captured by two different parties

Then:They used their gadgets to get away

So: They managed to save Earth

Creative Writing Task 3

Creative Task 3

        When I was a child, I well remember a naughty thing I had done. It was in the afternoon, the Sun up high and shining mercilessly at my house. I was with my sister. I remember I always carried a teddy bear around. My sister pinched me. A teddy bear, brown with a red tie, was flung at her. She ducked to a side. It reached the statue of a god and was on a burned josstick. My mother stormed to me and sent me to sleep. I cried and dropped flat on the floor. I did not know how to beg. 

        I was carried into my room, thrown onto my bed. I stopped crying. The soft fluffy item softening my feelings. I lazed there and did nothing. There were many limitations for a young child, this was one. I tossed and turned. I could hear my mother scolding my sister from outside. The room was of a dull yellow colour. I slowly fell into a deep slumber...

        When I woke up with a startle, it was dark. It must have been midnight already. A shadowy and gloomy figure appeared beside my bed.gifIt was holding my hands. I did not dare move. Soon, I fell asleep again.

        It was in the morning the next time I woke up. It was bright and shining. My thoughts went back to the mysterious figure that appeared in the night. Was it a dream? Or was it real? Who was it? Till now, I still do not know.

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