Creative work
Inspired by Romeo and Juliet
Grade 11
2004-5
Below is a selection of creative writing by
pupils in Grade 11 at
Below is a selection of some of the
writing.
Jack Pillemer
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I have decided to write a poem taking
my inspiration from one of the messages of the story (Romeo and Juliet) that we
have discussed in class, which claims that parents shouldn’t interfere too much
in their children’s lives.
– Itai Simhoni
My mom had told me to
study harder,
Therefore I failed my
tests.
I was told to learn
from my father,
That’s why I repeat his
mistakes.
A deaf DJ told me to stay
away from loud music,
So I went to clubs all
night long.
A friend told me that
musicians live like beggars,
And this is the reason
for writing this song.
Don’t you get it? We do the opposite of your advice! Therefore,
Don’t interfere in my
life; I’ve already said it twice, or even more!
Written by Itai
Simhoni (Grade 11)
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I enjoyed trying to
write my own sonnet – Elena Yesilevich. (Grade
11)
A sonnet by Elena Yesilevich 
Day-light
I wish you’d come
here to be with me,
I long for it and
fear it at the same time.
This night is supposed
to be for thee,
But I feel that I’m a
shrine,
That you can not
profane tonight,
I love thee so dearly
and so greatly.
But this light of
mine is not love-light,
I know it I, it’s my
ability.
To claim from you my
life alter,
So thou can not hurt me
in any way.
I can live all the
days ever after,
Being me, each day.
Therefore stay in
your bubble honey, but be gone!
Because I’m an
independent woman who will go on!
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ROMEO AND JULIET:
THE MIDDLE EAST VERSION
By
HAREL BARAVIK (Grade 11)
Many people would probably say that the comparison between
Romeo and Juliet –the symbol of love stories, and the Israelis and Palestinians
grudge is ridiculous.
I thought so until not very long ago and that's very
reasonable, because what can possibly be similar between a typical love story,
and a very serious long term dispute between two large nations. However, I
found out that I was very wrong.
First of all, Romeo and Juliet is not just any love story;
there is a lot more significance in it, which can be related to all kinds of
themes we deal with every single day. And if we examine the play we can see a
lot of similarities between it and our "ancient grudge" with the
Palestinians.
Our situation with them very much resembles to the constant
"feuding" between the two families in the play.
The feelings of both sides can be expressed by the line in
the play: "Down with the Capulets!
Down with the Montagues!"
I think we all have already reached a point where we don't
think of the other side's feelings or losses. We don't try to understand the
situation, but only blame them for our suffering and want them to suffer too.
We should all wake up and see that this is a "game", where all the
sides constantly loose and the solution is not wishing to win, but trying to
understand and listen to the other side.
Most of us are afraid of "them", don’t like
"them" or don't want "them" near us. The main problem is to
find a way of living together peacefully. This way has not yet been found and every meeting with them
comes to a confrontation and most times even worse, it ends with violence. As
it happened when Tybalt saw Romeo at his uncle's
party in the play and said: "This is a Montague, our foe ... A villain that is hither come in
spite…" .That is probably the way we all
think (both sides) when we see the other side. We feel uncomfortable, afraid
and we also feel anger, although we don't know the person personally.
We are all activated by pain and hate, which makes us do
radical acts which we all will regret later. We will look at the past and
think, how could we have been so stupid? As Romeo said:" And fire-eyed
fury be my conduct now!" when Tybalt killed his best friend. We are caught up in circle
of blood and pain and I am sure we can't break it with violence and hate as
Romeo didn't solve a single thing by killing Tybalt,
but made things only worse. He thought revenge would make him feel better, but
it didn't and it wouldn't in our case either.
Even though everybody thinks "Romeo and Juliet"
is a very sad tragedy I don't think so. I think there is a very happy end;
after all, if we think about it, the play wasn't about the story of teenager's
love. That was just the framework. The real point was how a feud between two families
ended because of a common loss.
So I ask
myself every time I read the end of the play: Why doesn't our feud come to an
end, after all, we have lost a lot more than the two families. More moms have
lost more children than we want to accept. Why are they so smart to finish the
feud and we are not?
Shakespeare probably made them a lot smarter than we are.
And in real life things are a lot more complicated than in the play. The real
tragedy is our life!
We are hurt (physically and emotionally) and the
Palestinians are too. We are sad and they are too. We suffered a lot, and
although we all feel we suffered more, they suffered the same way. When will it
stop? When will we live together as brothers?
In spite of the fact I wanted to finish my writing with a
smart solution and with an optimistic attitude, I am not an optimist about the
situation and I honestly don't have a solution. I really hope someone will find
a solution soon.
HAREL BARAVIK
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A poem by Rina Rodan (Grade 11)
I
stood there in awe when I saw you.
There
in the distance I saw you.
Ever
since, I won’t stop thinking of you.
I close
my eyes and you show up in my dreams.
I’m
looking up to the sky, and the clouds describe you.
I
won’t stop thinking of you,
At
least till the moment I get you.
Your
rough appearance
Frightens
enemies and shows me that I have to protect myself,
But you
also have calmness and tranquility
That
reflects kindness
And shows me that I have to have a golden heart.
You
are there in the open space.
How
will I find you again?
Similar
to you, I saw, but I found out that it wasn’t you.
I’ll
continue looking for you
Till I
find you.
I’ll
ask everyone till I get to you.
Maybe
one bright day
You
will open up to the sun and I’ll show up
And
find you again.
I
won’t pick you up.
I’ll
look at you and drink in your beauty till the end
I’ll
name you a Rose…& keep you in my memory…!
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I have written a poem that describes what Romeo is
thinking after he had taken the poison because he thinks that Juliet is dead. This
poem has no title, sorry J . - Yarin Snapir (Grade 11)
A poem
by Yarin Snapir
Everything is better
now;
I feel so divine, I
feel so much better,
We are on a cloud and
she is mine forever.
I can still remember
how I was frightened,
How I was sad,
When I found out that
my sweet love is dead
I wanted to die,
I wanted to fly,
I wanted her to be
with me,
But all I could hear
was her voice say goodbye.
I ran to her grave,
It's now or never,
I must hurry up,
Before
she fades away forever.
And there she was,
Beautiful like then.
And now when she is
not in this world,
I guess that my life
has come to an end.
She is up there,
And I will also be
soon.
I'm coming, my love!
Wait for me by the
moon!
I am on the moon.
She is not there.
I can't believe my luck!
She must be here
somewhere…
And here I look below
me,
I can't believe my
eyes,
My love is flying
towards me,
You can't imagine my
surprise!
Oh beautiful angle of
mine,
We are together,
Oh sweet child of
mine,
I want to be with
you, forever.
TEENAGER'S
LOVE
By Harel
Baravik
Romeo has just gone out of the Capulet's party- "feast" after
he met Juliet. He was already informed by his best friend that Juliet is a pure
Capulet. Romeo is in the middle of an internal flurry of emotions. On the one hand
Romeo has never felt strong feelings towards someone like her; on the other
hand, he knows what a risk it is to be involved with Juliet, especially in
their family's complicated situation. Romeo is aware of the mess he can cause.
Here is a glance at what is going on in Romeo's head a moment before he decides
to climb on the tree in the direction of Juliet's balcony:
Oh
my God, can it be? Have I died and reached the angels?.
It must have happened. I am almost sure
that a human being cannot look so fair and be so divine. If I am not dead, come
and take me now the Angel of Death, for I have reached the greatest joy, the
highest level of happiness.
I
am the only one who has reached heaven, who has seen the angels, who has
touched Gd's fingers while being still alive to feel
it. I am the only one who has felt Juliet's sweet lips! These feelings are
better than any other excitement I have ever felt.
What
a fool I am. Don't come take me Angel of Death. Not yet, I'm not ready. God, give me just one more look at this
beautiful flower, one more touch, one moment with her, one moment before I find
my blood on Capulet's sword. Why does it have to be like this? I love her more
than any thing in the world now. I am not a Montague any more. I will concede
my name for Juliet's love.
Why
do you tease me, god? I am not a sinner. I pray every day and do what is
mandatory. Now I am like a man in the desert who can't reach the water he
desires so much. I'm helpless!
Oh
no, I'm crazy! How could I think about another dance or kiss when my greatest
love arises from my greatest hate.
I
envy you Juliet's comb for touching her hair, Juliet's blanket, Juliet shoes. How can something as wonderful as love be so
wrong? Who has made these painful rules?
Forgive me, God, 'for I have committed my greatest sin in this world - I
have loved.
Romeo.
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Creative writing - Metaphors, Similes, Contrasts
based on Act 1 Scene 5 Capulet's Dance.
ROMEO:
O, she doth teach the
torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows,
As yonder lady trooping her fellows shows.
The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand,
And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand.
Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight!
For I ne'er saw true
beauty till this night
Pupils were asked to create
their own metaphors or similes for a man/woman who feels love at first sight.
They were asked to use Shakespeare (above) as a model and not be afraid to be
creative and daring.
This is what they came up
with.
2004-2005
from Yud Aleph
1 (Grade XI/1)
Ruti – Oh she doth teach a nun humility.
Ruti – She is a the master bed,
in the best suite, in a hotel after along journey of sleepless nights.
Vladi – Thou art a classic single
on a rock disk.
Itai – Oh she doth teach Hanan Math.
Itai and Alon – She is as intoxicating as wine.
Rina – Oh she doth teach a
peacock how to find a mate.
Adi and Shir – Oh she doth teach a clubber to dance.
Yiftach – Oh she doth teach a
flower to photosynthesize.
Yarin – She is a novel in a
bookcase of Math books
Polina – Even white kittens are
amazed by his pureness.
Heni and Michael – It seems she smiles like
an up-side-down rainbow after the rain.
Maya and Orit – Oh he doth teach apples
to be sweet and red.
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2004– 2005 Yud Aleph 5 (Grade
XI/5)
Adi and Valeria – Oh, she is like a school bell in the
middle of a boring lesson.
Adi and Valeria – Oh, she is like a new adventure book on a shelf
of old encyclopedias.
Yochai – We went to a concert and when she walked into the hall, the
orchestra missed a beat.
Ilya and Oz – She is the latest Pentium processor in a junk
pile of old computers.
Kassanshe – She is a piece of sugar in the
Kassanshe – She can teach a deaf man to hear.
Svetlana and Shoshi – Oh, she can make a Chinaman open his eyes.
Maayan and Rachel – It seems she can change the laws of physics.
Omri E – She is a pair of dancing shoes in a group of boots.
Tal – Oh she doth teach a lovely princess to be fair,
And a prince to be a rightful heir.
Vitali – She is a star surrounded by black holes.
A Poem on a
Marksman by Mor and Ilana
He is brave like a tiger
jumping on his prey
His body is erect like a
young tree
He doth teach a gun to
shoot,
And a
gazelle to run.
He is an arrow that strikes
a foe,
That finds its cover under
wings of luck
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