Digital Storytelling and Network Literacy
Getting to campus took many turns. There is much construction around campus.
One of the things we did this morning was write a real name poem. Mine follows.
Mary’s Real Name Poem
In the open air my name is Sizzling Pink Frosting.
Pink Frosting skips through the mystical light of morning.
Fads fast as the sun melts the excitment of the day.
Meandering by the lakeshore at sunset my name will be Misty Blue.
