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Write а Pаrаgraph as a Fоrmal Respоnse tо "A Tourist in Your Own Town" by Natalie Goldberg Now you will write a paragraph using the format we have been learning in class for formally responding to something you have read. In the box below, write a response to "A Tourist in Your Own Town" using the format you have learned in class. This is not practice writing. This writing is formal, and the audience (me) expects you to follow the form we studied and to edit for grammar and mechanics. You need the following parts: a topic sentence, evidence, and an explanation of that evidence. I suggest you write the paragraph by hand before typing it in.
A Tоurist in Yоur Own Tоwn WRITERS WRITE ABOUT things thаt other people don’t pаy much аttention to. For instance, our tongues, elbows, watercoming out of a water faucet, the kind of garbage trucks New York City has, the color purple of a faded sign in a smalltown. I always tell my elementary school students, “Please, no more Michael Jacksons, Atari games, TV characters inyour poems.” They get all the attention they need, plus millions of dollars in advertising to ensure their popularity. Awriter’s job is to make the ordinary come alive, to awaken ourselves to the specialness of simply being.When we live in a place for too long, we grow dull. We don’t notice what is around us. That is why a trip is soexciting. We are in a new place and see everything in a fresh way. I have a friend who lives in New York. The last timeshe’d been to the Empire State Building was in fifth grade when her public school took her there. When friends came tovisit from Minnesota, of course, they wanted to go to that great skyscraper. She was thrilled to go to the top again, thoughshe would never have done it on her own or cared about it. A writer is a visitor from the Midwest to New York City for the first time, only she never leaves the Midwest; she seesher own town with the eyes of a tourist in New York City. And she begins to see her life this way too. Recently I movedto Santa Fe, and since there were few writing jobs here, I worked as a cook part-time in a local restaurant. Waking up atsix on Sunday to cook brunch all day, I questioned my fate. At eight A.M. I was busy cutting carrots at a diagonal,noticing the orange of them and thinking to myself, “This is really very deep.” I fell in love with the carrots. I laughed.“So this is what has become of me! Too easily satisfied with so little.” Learn to write about the ordinary. Give homage to old coffee cups, sparrows, city buses, thin ham sandwiches. Make alist of everything ordinary you can think of. Keep adding to it. Promise yourself, before you leave the earth, to mentioneverything on your list at least once in a poem, short story, newspaper article.