What earlier appeared as gruesome task to my Grade 11 students, turned out to be quite enthralling. What they came up with was a foray into their creative imagination…for themselves that is.
Following are some of the epitaphs :
My love’s not health that melts with high tempertures.
My love’s not patient that cracks when anger it nurtures.
My love’s not hope that fuses from a mere branching of a path,
But my love is DEATH which melts us together after we part.
Glittery skies and beautiful sunshines,
Come all together to praise the worthy.
All hail! The woman who lies here,
Came and conqurered the world with her vision.
I am proud to die-
Loyal to the land in which I lie
The world is false, truth is sparse.
Be not so quick,as I,
To trust those who appear kind.
I hope my lord is pleased with me.
My life was a beacon of light for humanity.
And even when I am dead and gone,
My name still keeps living on.
Here lies a girl who lived by words.
They woke up one morning
To find her observing-
A prolonged silence.
My dear friends as you pass by
As you are now, so once was I. As I am now, you soon must be.
I with all my dreams and hopes, am buried.
Under the soil, now rest I in peace.
Prepare yourselves for all shall endure!
Qurrat studied all her life.
She never ever touched a knife
She was a very busy wife
So her husband took her life.
She wanted a natural death.
But murder took her life instead
‘She didn’t give a damn to the tears I shed.So, I killed her, her husband said.