Thursday, 15 October 2015

Narration

Planning the narration
Writing a narration is hard for me, therefore I thought of a few different ways to help me. My first idea was to make he narration sound more natural by writing bullet points down and just winging it when I come to record it. I then thought of a back up plan, in case that plan failed, which is just to write it word for word. To help me do this, I listed a few bullet points of key words which I want to include.: 

Day to day jobs
-washing clothes
-ironing
-cooking
-cleaning
-bills
-letters
-parents would usually take care of all this.

Homely things:
-candles 
-family
-fire
-furniture/decor
-swing

Family/company
-days out
-always had company
-someone to talk to

Narration
Becoming an adult is a lot harder than I originally thought. For me, the transition to an adult from my childish self happened at 18 years old, when I moved out of my comfortable family home, to start my new adult life in student accommodation.

The first obstacle I faced, was homesickness. Missing my cosy home and my family, really made me feel down in the dumps. Knowing that I wasn’t going to see my family for a while was a huge shock to my system. I would be missing out on precious family time, which lead me to think I was a little out the loop.

Having to take care of my own daily jobs has proved to be a challenge. Washing my own clothes. Cooking my own meals. Making sure everywhere is tidy. And the worst of all, sorting out the bills and letters. I often find myself forgetting to do certain chores or just doing them wrong all together. Doing this all on my own, has actually made me see how much my parents did for me.


But the hardest thing of all about the transition to adult hood, is the feeling of loneliness. Surrounded by people throughout the day, but not really truly knowing anyone makes me feel isolated.  Sitting in my dark room at the end of the day, with a lock on door really disconnects me from everything. When I miss the days when my family would come and keep me company so I never felt alone.

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