CREATIVE WRITING | Prose from Poem - Pomegranates Of Kandahar

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So, here is a piece of work I did a while ago which is based on a poem as mentioned in the title of this post.  The author is Sarah Maguire. 

You may want to go read the poem here first so you can understand and link it to my prose piece. There are slight hints of the poem in here - see if you can notice it!

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Landmines exploding all around her, destroying the bright green fields. Dust floating in the atmosphere, blurring her vision. Many sweet pomegranates hitting the hard ground, caught by the shouts of barefoot children. Squelch! – bleeding jewels.

The bright red poppy fields stand out amongst the dull looking rubble. Screams echo in everyone’s ears. Along with the dominating sound of bullets.

The screeching shouts of confused children could be heard at a distance. She’s crying, crying her heart, until no more tears remain to express her grief. Cruel heartless men, betting for the respect of women. Their husbands are helpless, they rage with anger – she could sympathise with their sorrow – the only thing is that she has no more tears to cry. Her heart screams, weeps, shouts and begs, but there is nothing she could do, other than wish for all this to end and peace to commend.

The awful smell of ash smothers past her nose as she walks between the collapsing buildings. Destruction. She could see the devils teasing the innocent children – like a jellied cell. Just then she sees a despicable man snatching a woman’s scarf. The mirrored shawl splits open and dozens tumble down. Pomegranate Galore!

She catches a glimpse of a bomb rolling along the ground with the pomegranates. Explosion. Nothing nearby remains, nothing to see, nothing to describe…

By Safiya Amodi ©

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I hope you enjoyed it! (Well it's not exactly a positive topic, but you get what I mean) It's the first time I've written a prose, so please tell me what you think, in the comments below :) x

Textiles Fashion Show 2015 | BTS

Our school showcases the GCSE Textiles students' dresses at an annual school fashion show catwalk. My friend Azmin designed and created an amazing piece for which I was to model for. I was so excited since I've never modelled before and I was really looking forward to it! On the days leading up to the event we struggled with the fitting, however after making some adjustments with the dress, we finally got there in the end.

The event was held about an hour after school so we had very little time to get ready. I was panicking ten minutes before the event started because I still hadn't figured out how I was to wear my hijab! The designer and I decided to do a simple turban look to show off the neck detailing of the dress. Surprisingly, my hijab was sorted within just a few minutes. I applied minimal makeup and was ready by the start of the event.

It was only then we were informed that the catwalk wasn't scheduled until an hour later so we had to wait backstage in a classroom. The event began with a performance by music students. So we had plenty of time to practice for the catwalk.We only realised that the catwalk had begun when we heard the cheering from the hall for models from other classes backstage. Soon it was my classes turn and that's when anxiety hit. All models had to go on individually. Once I walked onto the ramp, I immediately heard cheering and was it freaking loud?! This boosted my confidence and gladly it went well. The catwalk was repeated but this time we went on with our dress designers. We hadn't practiced this one so I was so confused! I just followed the others, (that's when my friends sister took a slip of us) and soon enough it was over.

Plashet Fashion Show Catwalk 2015 ©

Overall it was an exhilarating experience and I wish I could do something like this again!

xx Safiya ©