February 14, 1998
To: Wylde Chicken Award Committee
From: Rosemary Laughlin, Junior English teacher
Re: Nomination of Peter Ambrose
For your Wylde Chicken Award, I'm nominating a student combination of Gary Larson, Dave Barry, and his own wacky way with words: PETER AMBROSE ('98). Yes, Peter is the kind of offbeat, creative character you're looking to reward.
Let me introduce him as the guy who turns this in for an Impromptu Poetry response (Just ten minutes to write at the end of class after receiving a prompt and a model):
Model of Korean Linked Verse (1 4 4 2) Upon Listening to the Flute Plum blossoms fall in the garden, Fishes and dragons fight in the sea.Prompt I gave the class (1997): Listening to a scarf passing by my face:
Peter writes:The whoosh of a giant albatross flying by Then a distant crack as it encounters the windshield of another car.Peter writes a second response:Mmmm, drinking a tequila milkshake A cold worm comes up the straw.I kept copies of most of the Impromptu Poems Peter wrote in Junior English. I can think of only two other students in my eleven years at Uni who came close to Peter's wacky brilliance. Listen to this one Peter composed for The Rewrite Poem. The students were to take a character from a fairy tale, myth or folklore and focus on any aspect or attitude, character or conflict, adding metaphor and sound effects if appropriate.A Big Blue Hamburger The big blue hamburger sits and weeps No one will eat him He is too big Too blue Tears of ketchup Roll down his hamburger face. He reminisces of the old days Before his lumberjack friend Was put out of business by radical environmentalists. The hamburger cries out, "If only Paul were here To cut the chains of Fast Food Oppression With his mighty ax."Another time the class got a Poor Richard Impromptu. They were to illustrate one of Franklin's proverbs from Poor Richard's Almanac in 6-8 lines, ending the poem with the maxim itself. Peter wrote:At six o'clock I felt too ill To eat my plate of rats and swill. When morning came, I was too rushed No breakfast, and my hair's not brushed. By noon I saw my lunch was gone. Some highwayman had supped upon The goods which I hoped to ingest Although their taste was not the best. And so I went a-foraging For a tasty source of engor-aging. I fell down flat, my face pale white. 'Tis hard an an empty bag to stand upright.As I went through Peter's five-year English file looking for his wild poems, I found a British lit exam from his Sophomore year.Question #1: Based upon evidence from the story "The Secret Sharer," explain who you think the Secret Sharer is. Peter's answer: The Secret Sharer is a manifestation of the sailor's loneliness. He needed someone to talk so, so he dreamed up the naked guy. I think the Nudity represents the Freedom of the Spirit while the material body is kept on the boat. Question #2: Fill eleven lines with a poem or short story about an incident in the life of any character you have read about this year in English class. You create the situation. Peter's response: Polyphemus Meets the Educator Hoohooha hahaha ha! Look at the kid with ! new ! only one THUMP! Owww..... "Ambrose?" -Here "Nixon?" -Here "Poflemius?" - G r r r r The eye stares at the small blond English teacher. Doyouseemtohave somesortof problemwithmymethod ofteachingbecauseifyoudothen THUMP! Owww.....As in your day, Wylde Chicken Award Committee, the teacher appreciated the wackiness and gave Peter 9 out of 10 points for #1, and 10 out of 10 points for #2. She also wrote "Ha! Ha! Clever" for a comparison composition title "Pecking Order/Peking Hors d'oeuvres."I'm adding some additional samples of Peter's work if you care to read more.
Rosemary Laughlin