Friday, 25 January 2013


Normal is defined by the people around us, the people who lead us, the people who follow us. Society tells us what normal is. Even the dictionary definition is: 
normal |ˈnôrməl|
1 conforming to a standard; usual, typical, or expected.

Usual? Expected? Well, who expects these things? The answer is: everyone.
Throughout this English unit, we have been exploring the boundaries of normal. When do you cross the line and become weird? These explorations even took us to Chiang Mai. (Well, that and other things :P)

The unit was originally meant to be 'Why do I have to be normal?', but we quickly established that you didn't have to be normal. What's the point? YOLO.
The theme shifted and morphed into single stories, stereotypes, and society's views on everything and everyone. Our Chiang Mai photo essay was showing that not everything is what we think it is. I did individuality as my theme; because before my Chiang Mai visit, I expected all temples to be the same. (This is shallow, I know, but it's the truth -thats our next unit!-) As we roamed through the busy streets of Chiang Mai I saw that they all had thousands of details that separated them from each other. The intricate gold details on the front of the temple, the bells that tinkled along the roof, the red tint in the slate.

My favourite photo of a temple in Chiang Mai by me. 

To sum it all up, the unit grew and grew into something I never imagined it would. I've learned so much about inferencing from texts, writing paragraphs and most importantly, about being normal (or abnormal). Normal isn't something with a definition, it's something more. Something that doesn't really exist, when you think about it. 

From the Purple Owl :)

No comments:

Post a Comment