Monday, 9 July 2012

Enrichment Week Trip to Redcar!

On Monday 9th July 2012, 66 students enjoyed a typical day at the English seaside as they set sail for sunny(?) Redcar. The purpose of the day was to produce some wonderful Creative Writing and Land Art inspired by the surroundings. Although the day was curtailed by the inclement weather, the students didn't disappoint...
The sky is a grey nothingness hanging above our freezing cold bodies. The ships looked like a distant memory slowly disappearing into the thick black fog.

Courtney Howlett
Oil platforms shrouded by impenetrable fog. Jellyfish shiver and driftwood trembles as the wind rips past. They lie in clumps, unceremoniously thrown from the depths.
George Plumb

Redcar rich with natural beauty but scarred with brutal, ugly industry. Oil rigs, fag packets and bottles disgrace its beaches.
Matthew Currey
Fish torpedo through the water, unseen, unnoticed but always there while crabs scuttle on land and mindless jellyfish beach themselves in the sand. Gulls shriek overhead, oblivious to the wind and rain, expertly weaving paths through the sky, diving on food as fast as bullets shot from a gun. Emerald green seaweed blankets the beach, a wet jade carpet almost permanently underfoot. Angered waves take my attention with their enigmatic beauty the kind that nature has and no human can ever hope to master or understand.
Heather Mckim
The sea roars like a voice with no mouth. It crashes against the shore like a giant’s echoing footsteps.
Evan Mcgrath

The sea was murky blue with foamy white bubbles that rolled and rolled like a tumble dryer.
I waited patiently for my chips; hunger lingered in the air…
Beth King

The sun shies away; bullied by the clouds. Waves fall away into nothing.
Carl Slatter
The rough sand lingers in the misty air. The sharp emerald grass ripples above the sand.
Gemma Whitehead
Shells and shrivelled up seaweed crunched beneath my feet as I reluctantly made my way down the beach.
Sophie Todd
The breeze whistled upon us, I felt a jagged shiver down my spine.

Frank Park

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