Reading through the years
To be completely honest I haven't always liked reading and writing for say. When I was little reading and writing was a struggle but as I grew up it came a little more natural, because of all the stuff I did growing up: from music, to writing, to singing and choir, to a passion and love. Writing nowadays is what I do on a daily basis. Writing is considered an outlet for me and I know I am not the only one. I have met tons of new people and friends through writing because someone has read my book then commented or asked a question and we just end up talking and having similar interest and just become friends. Or through music, some of my best friends, we became awesomely close through liking the same music and feeling
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as passionate about it as each other. When I was younger I had a long time where I couldn’t stand writing, reading, and all the stuff that came with it, to deal with it because I always had a hard time with pronunciation and I couldn't read. I would end up frustrated and give up and be mad. My mother always sat me down and told me that M and N and W were different letters with different sounds, those would always confuse me all the time. I had a hard time with reading fluently, I would read the words all choppy and separated but with help I was able to read fluently and perfect without hesitation. Once I had hit about 2nd grade is when I was having more trouble again. Second grade is when we started on spelling and that was the grade I started having more trouble. Second grade was a difficult grade for me I can remember struggling with keeping my grades up because it was the time when we were learning spelling. Spelling was hard, it didn’t come naturally to me I have always struggled with it even now with what grade I am in. I remember in second grade when we would do like spelling test I would always cheat off the person next to me cause after a while it was to frustrating for me to do it I would resort to cheating. There was one time when I was taking a test and I cheated off him and was caught I am pretty sure I never did it again. I also remember around the same time I had a hard time with physically writing out the letter e and my mom once made me sit down with a college rule notebook and sit and write out the letter e for 3 pages from top to bottom and it was probably the most horrific predicament, I had ever put myself into Around 3rd grade I was better at writing and didn't have a hard time with it, but in 4th grade was when I had a huge writing project in my english class. I can specifically remember it we were instructed to create a superhero and have a plot about how it planned to save the world. So I have always been a procrastinator and waited to the last second and I did this in this situation which did not turn out to well. I was the only one who had not turned it in of course. But I remember my mom sat me down and made me do it and I can honestly say I hated having to write the story it dragged on forever I constantly couldn't think of what to write and it stressed me out. But once I was really commited and put myself into it and finished the brainstorming and the plot, it was fun to write. The writing made me like it I was able to let it flow basically I could write my feelings I created a world, and I was very proud of that. I remember in 4th grade it was probably one of my hardest years but it was the year I absolutely fell in love with writing. Around 5th and 6th is when I started writing short stories I had this little turquoise greenish book that I had bought and sometimes when I was struggling, I would sit down and write. I was at that age where I did not know what I liked writing so I wrote random stories or a song. I used to write songs all the time because I was getting into music then. I can remember times I would write music, sometimes I read my old lyrics and listen to the recordings and just laugh. As I listened and joined into more different types of music and even joined a book club I sorta had a feel for what I liked reading. Sometimes when we went to the library I would go in pick out a book based on its cover and read it, just trying to feel for different types of books. As I read more I realized I like to read almost like a romance fiction. Almost like a fan fiction which is fictional stories about real people. When I entered 8th grade was when I serious in writing stories of my own because I had this english teacher that realized and help me with my writing.
He was my favorite english teacher I have had out of all the ones he's the one who helped me the most. When I moved onto High school I had started writing stories seriously I made an account online where that is about writing stories for others to see, they were an outlet, I couldn't stop doing I loved looking at others then going from what they had an writing down storylines and thinking of how I could make it better, or taking a book I liked, then going online and writing the story sequel but in my perspective with people I believed would play the person or who I believed the character reminded me of and I would use them in the storyline and just sorta make it up from there. Or even taking little day dreams I had and writing short stories or as I called them Imagines. Where I would take a day dream and use a person I pictured portrayed the imagine well and write them and publish them. As I got a little older around sophomore year I stopped over the summer because I kinda forgot, but once I came back and logged onto my old profile I saw how many people had read my stories and commented and liked and were waiting for a new update or new stuff was amazing and made me extremely proud of my
work. Around the summer before my junior year I had got back into writing my little stories. These stories are sorta secrets. I don’t tell people about them because the stories are sometimes based off of stuff that has actually happened to me. Over the course of my junior year, my current year I have thought of a passion for writing I do it constantly without thinking of it. My notes on my phone are filled with little thoughts, my notebooks are full of short stories, from fiction, to romance, and all of the above. I have actually gotten more people into writing just as much as I do. I have gotten my niece into writing, even though she liked it before we have gotten to the point we always proof read each other's stories before we post them to make them perfect. I myself as a person is the one of the people to influence her and keep her motivated. We always are texting each other to make sure we update.
In conclusion writing helps me communicate with others in different ways. Writing is a remarkable form of communication, because it lets me acknowledge my identity through my living experience. It also helps me connect and communicate with my loved ones living abroad. Finally writing lets me touch hearts by composing musical lyrics.
Before I started this class I never knew what sociology was. I thought I knew, but I actually didn’t. I thought it was some boring study about the society that we live in, but I was proven wrong by this course. Through many different concepts taught I have been able to understand what sociology really is, and how to apply it to my daily life. There were many topics that we talked about in class that I can apply to my life be it school, work, home. Some of the many topics we talked about that really spoke to me were sexuality, race, and gender.
I consider myself a very dedicated person, because even though I didn’t like writing, I did well at it by fighting against whatever was stopping me from liking it. As time passed I conceived that reading and writing is a combination of important tools that are essential for life, something that everyone needs to be successful. Once I realized how important reading and writing was, I started to feel a passion for writing poems, songs and stories.
Up until this year, before taking the class intermediate composition, I thought I was a terrible writer. I was right. Writing isn’t something that I enjoy doing, nor am I good at. Writing is difficult for me because I’m not very good at explaining things in a professional manner, that can be easily well written. While writing you are expected to make little to no mistakes, which is not something I’m great at. I am so much better at explaining things with verbal words rather than written words. I had not taken any extra writing classes before this year rather than the mandatory ones. Like I had stated before, I hate writing, with a passion. I dread writing anything, especially an essay for school, like this one. I’m
Mrs. Plot, one of the hardest English teachers in Murray County High School, was my teacher that year. She was a very determined and driven teacher that did not tolerate her students to fail her class, even if they were lazy. I had heard horror stories from her former students, but she was nothing like they said she was. She was the only teacher that I have connected with all throughout school. I looked forward to her class every morning because she always made learning fun. Mrs. Plot gave out good advice about English, but she also gave me personal advice and was more of a friend to me. She always knew what to say to me when I had problems. She motivated me to do better with my writing; we went to a journalism class together every week that year. Mrs. Plot deepened my love for reading and writing. Without her, I would not be the kind of student I am today. On every assignment in her class, I got the most feedback and it helped me out a lot. It took me a long time to become a decent writer, but with her help she sped up the process. I put all of my effort in every single paper I have written, especially for her
Initial Reflective Essay When I first thought of what I wanted to do with my life after college, the first thing I thought of was helping people. The next step in deciding what I wanted to do with my life was to examine how I could accomplish this goal. I started pondering and I was thinking about how much I love to take care of my body. Health care and personal hygiene has always been an important factor in my life. So I decided to major in Health Sciences.
I went into my educational experience with a wealth of background knowledge about a wide range of topics related to academics, relationships, athletics, and religion. I grew up in a small South Carolina town on a block where there were 48 children who played between the backyards and the park across the street. During the summer, we did not come inside until the street lights came on, and we played kickball, basketball, and baseball regularly. We also spent hours exploring a creek a few blocks away, catching tadpoles or frogs and, if we were really lucky, even snakes. Many of the mothers did not work outside the home and included us as they cooked meals or baked. I was in the first class in our school system to go through completely integrated schools from kindergarten through graduation and witnessed the joy and difficulties associated with changing attitudes concerning “separate but equal.” Most of the families on our block were Lebanese Catholic, and even though we were not, we learned about religion from them as we walked with to and from the church almost weekly for their religious education classes. Both sets of grandparents lived on the block next to us. We often ate dinners there where we were taught formal table manners, table settings, and basic etiquette. My mother worked part time at an historic
When I was a little girl my family and I would go to Lincoln's New Salem for their fall music festival. One of the most memorable moments I had there was looking at the huge oxen walking on what it seemed like a wooden treadmill. Now looking back on that moment, my hypothesis was more or less accurate. I was only a small and innocent child full of imagination. Everywhere I looked there were odd people in weird outfits talking about different people's houses. Who would want to waste their day doing that? Who would really care? Strangely, I never thought that one day I would become one of them.
The ability to articulate my thoughts, aspirations and hardships has been a big part of my recent literacy. From personal essays to an open discussion with a panel. To put my thoughts into words on a paper or have a discussion, I have had the privilege to be heard from many around my city and in other states.
The first four weeks of CR510 have prompted this student to reflect on her years of teaching in the public school setting. Having experienced many similar complexities to the ones in the text, this student is sympathetic to the challenges facing those in the education system and is eager to find opportunities to offer a better solution for all involved. CR510 has strengthened this student's belief that a third party neutral can provide valuable benefits to educational systems at all levels.
Throughout my life, reading and writing were a positive thing because of the support from the people around. I was never really the confident or extroverted type of person back in the day. This then caused me to be anxious when I read or be doubtful of what I wrote. I can still remember breaking balls of sweats and tensing up whenever I had to read something aloud in elementary. It was a pretty big social problem for me but I can also recall many times where I was laughing and having fun while doing something with reading or writing with my mother. Although there have been many things that affected me so far in my literary journey, my mother has been the most supportive and impactful person to me by reading short stories, going to the library, and giving me writing prompts. One of the activities I liked to do before I fell asleep was to read.
On the first day of class, I was not confident in my writing. I was in honors english last year, however, I did not do too well on essays. Being that I never received an A, I assumed my writing was not as good as it should be. Now, I earned a 6, almost 7, on the 9 point scale and am beginning to feel more confident. I do feel that I have been appropriately challenge this semester. I did not find any of the assignments to be too easy. I have definitely felt challenged this year, I have learned multiple techniques that I never knew prior to taking this class. As a whole, I am happy with the experiences I was provided in this class. The last essay I wrote, I was given the opportunity to meet with Mr. Perry after school one on one for help which was extremely beneficial. Also, I appreciate the fact that Mr. Perry reads our entire essay commenting on what went wrong or suggests ways to improve it. Revising essay really helps not only my grade, but also my overall understanding of what I did incorrectly. Overall, I am extremely happy I took this class and I continue to benefit in multiple ways.
1. Throughout the unit of snorkelling, I developed, extended and applied my SACE Personal and Social Capabilities by, developing a sense of personal identity and self-awareness. This was achieved by, utilising and expanding my knowledge and achieving an Australian Underwater Federation (AUF) Snorkelling Certificate. This certificate opens a wider spectrum of jobs opportunities and improves your resume significantly if wanting to become an Aquatics or Snorkelling Instructor, or a Marine Biologist Teacher.
Literacy, what is it? When this question was asked, my immediate thought was being able to read and write, duh. But as I sat back in my chair and tried to come up with something to say to the class, I realized literacy is not truly defined by that short definition provided when looked up in the dictionary. Literacy has been an important part every civilization, enabling the recording and sharing of history, thoughts, and ideas. It has a place in every aspect of society. From cooking, to science, to religion, literacy knows no bounds. Although literacy is often thought of as the ability to read and write in an academic setting, to me literacy is more beneficial when used outside of an educational context. Literacy in its most significant form is being able to decipher emotions and feelings, finding productive solutions to the problems, and sharing with others.
Academic writing in my experience can range from a variety of writing styles. You have research papers, analytical papers, fiction papers etc. Whatever it may be usually these styles are associated with a certain subject/course that focus on the given style of writing. Most of my experience in writing has come from English, although I have written papers in History, Math, Science, and just about every other course that is required for students.