Writing has always been both a hate and love relationship, respectively. My parents would congratulate me on my progress in writing-based classes growing up, I would always internally struggle with it. My dyslexia would greatly hinder my speech abilities as a kid; consequently, making me feel very insecure with my learning abilities. However, my trials have led me to grow and mature into what I have become today. Now in towards helping me achieve what I initially thought was nearly impossible. My overall relations with writing has always been a lesson on how to mature and overcome life’s many obstacles. I’ve always struggled with insecurities in learning like any normal child would. However, my lack of comprehending grammar and words always made me several steps behind from my peers. Due to my dyslexia, I had to take speech classes and go to Sylvan Learning Center up till the fifth grade. I felt envious and inferior to the ones that always made it seem so easy in expressing themselves so eloquently. Not to mention I was always dismissed publicly to my “special” class during homeroom break. It was embarrassing! I can still remember my past thoughts of how I would never be able to catch up to my classmates, and even the notion of excelling any of them was baffling itself. It truly disturbed me for a long time during my grade-school years, and it would linger in the depths of my mind for a while. …show more content…
It made me want to push myself more and aim higher than average. As I grew into a young adult, I had to understand my strengths and weaknesses in order to overcome my personal hurdles; in this case, my speech patterns and mannerisms. It allowed myself to become truly self-aware of how I process in my given surroundings. Eventually, I became much more appreciative of writing and even began to found inner peace in doing
One quote that stood out to me was “I was struggling to express increasingly complex ideas, and I couldn’t get the language straight: words, as in my second sentence on tragedy, piled up like cars in a serial wreck” (2). This reminds me of when my parents would always tell me to keep writing during my younger stages. Sometimes, through my essays I would give up because the words that are in my head wouldn’t spill out. So, I would become stuck and would consistently ask for help. I literally felt like I was stuck behind traffic, and couldn’t get out until an hour later. However, one good point brought up by Bailey was “I believe that school writing and personal writing are completely different, where school writing can be right or wrong but person writing can be anything without any consequence.” I feel like school writing can play a big role in how one may decided to use their words. If there’s a big essay due; there is a high chance that expressing high complexed ideas would be a lot more harder; than through personal writing because the ‘A’ is a lot more important than actually understanding the context. Another quote I agreed with was, “developing writes will grow… if they are able to write for people who are willing to sit with them and help them as they struggle to write about difficult things” (2). This goes along with my
When trying to think of a positive writing experience I have had in my lifetime, particularly as a small child, I could not think of any. So I began to ask myself why is it that I do not like writing, what happened in my life for me to have such animosity towards the act. I was finally able to think of an event and realized that it had all begun in the 3rd grade. One day, as a punishment for talking during class, I was kept inside during recess and was forced to write Wise Old Owls until my hands began to cramp. For 45 minutes, I was only allowed to write the same old phrase over and over again; “The wise old owl sat on an oak, the more he heard, the less he spoke, the less he spoke the more he heard, why can’t I be like that wise old bird”. To this day I can still remember that little rhyme and to this day I can remember that same feeling I felt as a elementary school student. From that point on I have always had an aversion for writing, it always seemed like a punishment. I still do not understand how people can journal. I don’t see how someone can sit down and write an entry or a novel just for the hell of it. It seems unnatural to me, but I guess that all of these feelings are just because I see writing as a punishment, an
As these few tales reveal, my memories of writing are strongly connected with the intense emotions I felt as I grew up. They are filled with joy, disappointment, boredom, and pride. I believe that each of these experiences has brought me to where I am today. I can only look to the future and hope that my growth will continue, and my writing will reflect those changes within me. As a writer, I have grown immeasurably and will continue to so long as I can find some paper and a pencil.
This showed me that writing can be used to express emotion and it was not just something you had to do in school for a grade. Since I had someone to listen to me share my mental state with, it allowed my behavior to improve immensely. Writing is something I use daily to cope with life’s issues. It allows me to escape from the outside world and just write. I can’t thank Mrs. Williamson enough for all she did for me in creating a strong writer. Throughout my time through grade school I experienced many hardships, and I am happy I had the tools that were instilled in me from my teacher because I am not sure if I would have made it through the many struggles I went through without them. Now since I am on my own in college I write about my day to allow nothing to get built up within me. Writing has allowed for me to turn my entire life around and go in the right direction to being a better person. Without writing or my teacher, Mrs. Williamson, I am not sure where I would’ve ended
Overcoming it was very puzzling, but with the help of my parents and teachers I overcame it. As I got older reading and writing became more difficult for me so I had to get an after school tutor. My after school teacher help me out tremendously, she broke down everything to me in a way I can relate to it. Another mentor was my sister, she was probably one of the best readers and writers in her class. She would always help me when I had a paper, she explained to me that I had to
Throughout the majority of my life, I have been known for a variety of things. They include, good athlete, the new kid, the quiet, shy kid, but the label I disliked the most was the kid who struggled with reading.
Growing up, I was always insecure about my academic performances because I was about a year younger than most of my classmates. My reading was underdeveloped, and my teachers were concerned about my ability to read more mature literature. To aid my reading disabilities I was placed in an intermediate class. However, the class did not push me into the level I was expected to be. In other words, they "babied" me and have me read at the "level" I was capable of. So like any other American school, they just push you along to the next grade. It wasn't until I started the fourth grade, and I was shown the power of reading independently. I used my struggles to read, as my motivation to excel in reading.
I knew I wasn’t bad at writing but I never thought I was great at it either. I think one of these reasons is because I had never really cared about and/or related to the subjects I was writing about. But because of Mrs. Shaw’s class I was taught that I couldn’t just write, I could take joy in it. This argument is supported in Lenhart et. al.’s article, “Writing, Technology, and Teens,” stating:
Writing for me has always been a love and hate relationship since I could remember. Depending on the subject matter that I was writing about I would enjoy it because it suited my style or I loathed it because that specific style was uninteresting and boring to me. Learning certain writing formats were absolutely the worst part about writing when I first started learning in high school. As time pushed on and I grew older I began to develop an appreciation for writing that I did not have before; which is what led me to taking Writing 101 as my first full-fledged college course. I began this course with minimal writing experience because of what I failed to retain before, but now I am a stronger writer than I could have imagined with new skill sets that enhance my professional portfolio.
There are many different types of events that shape who we are as writers and how we view literacy. Reading and writing is viewed as a chore among a number of people because of bad experiences they had when they were first starting to read and write. In my experience reading and writing has always been something to rejoice, not renounce, and that is because I have had positive memories about them.
In middle school I was diagnosed with a disability with the way I expressed myself through writing. Ever since, I have gained multiple values and learned several lessons about self confidence. I was taught to push past my limits, in order to be successful in reaching my goals along with my dreams. Today I am a senior in high school who was once thought to struggle, but was able to succeed beyond expectations. To some, a disability may seem like a setback from achieving goals, but to me I used it as a challenge for myself. I accepted myself for who I was and looked at my disability as a unique trait of mine. I was able to provide a message to others that anything you set your mind to is possible with dedication and hard work. It might take
Over the course of the semester, I feel that I have grown as a writer in many ways. When I came into the class, there were skills I had that I already excelled at. During my time in class, I have come to improve on those skills even more. Before I took this class, I didn’t even realise what I was good at. This is the first class where I felt I received feedback on my writing that helped me to actually review my work to see what areas I lacked in and where I succeeded.
Children with Dyslexia In life, it is very important to have an education in order to succeed. Unfortunately, children with dyslexia have a harder time learning. This makes learning and therefore education the child needs challenging. Dyslexia doesn’t only affect the children, but also the parents.
Education is an important process for children to learn different kind of knowledge or languages that would deeply influence not only their course result but their future. Some students, however, are having difficulties in learning because of their disease or so-called the Learning disability that do not be able to catch up the class as other students. In nowadays education system, we will use various method in supporting those student in learning. Since those students who have Learning disability would stay in the class with other normal students, we called this as Integrated Education. In this essay, I would like to discuss the case of dyslexia and explain how we can help these kind of students by using specific teaching models and skills.
At a young age my mother told me that I would always need reading and writing. At that time I wouldn’t listen to what she said because I didn’t like to read and definitely didn’t like to write. Through school I only seemed to improve on one of these things and it never seemed to be writing. My journey through elementary school, middle school, and high school has shaped me into the writer that shows today.