Blog Prompt: Compose a reflection about your experiences in this class. Please do not write about the merits of the course or your course grade. Consider specific assignments, specific readings/films, specific conversations, and/or specific processes that helped you learn and grow. This semester has an interesting rollercoaster I say this because I've never really had much confidence with writing so having to write papers like our narrative and research paper was extremely nerve racking because I've never had to do that before
0 Comments
In this last blog for the semester I will be telling you about my experience in this class that I didn't have to read an article for in order to write. (lol) This is all 100% my own thoughts and feelings.
If Angelina could talk about her experience in this English class, she would say its the best English class she has ever taken. She loves to read but not so much write because of middle and high school teachers. She was always told how to write her paper and if she didn't or missed one thing from the long list of how to write the paper well, she would fail and with that writing seemed boring to her and not worth the effort to try. When she came into English composition 1 she should it was gonna be the same way but she was certainly wrong and thank goodness for that. With this class she could write whatever her little heart wanted without all the restrictions and regulations. For once she could write about whatever she wanted and didn't have to worry about messing up the format or making sure her story answered the prompt or the prompt question. With this class she could be the true writer she knows she can be. I mean all she did and still does is read when she has time, with all that reading she could write a great book but she never learned that in school growing up so she never had practice to write for herself but she believes that this class will give her the right tools to do that for her. As the semester progresses she wants to continue to learn how to make better descriptive scenes since she doesn't like how some of her scenes sound and wants to improve on them. Her favorite assignments the narrative project because she of her choice she made in draft 1 but in the second she gets to see how her life would change if she did the opposite which really makes you think about how your life could have gone if you did opposite of what major or minor situation was. What she is looking forwarded to is doing the research paper because she loves to do research and get to learn about things more or better. Her three primary goals for this class are one, keeping up with class work and make sure its turned in on time since life is a little busy for her and will get a lot busy for her next year. Two, learn to write better descriptive scenes and Three, just enjoy writing and remember writing is a process not a product. In this blog I'm going to reedit my last blog called "Should I dance or should I go?" the reason why I'm doing this is because my English teacher is making me :( just kidding its to learn how to make my writing better now that I got feedback on what I have to do in order to make it better and the scene more life like. Here is the link I read to give me a better idea on how to write better My Mother Gives me a Writing Lesson (Martin Lee) Should I dance or should I go? (Reedited) There are lots of things I wanted to do in life like graduate high school, go sky diving, swim with sharks ( es I am that type of person) and maybe write my own fiction novels like Stephine Meyer, Richelle Mead, and Stephine Perkins but the one thing I never saw myself doing is dancing!!!!! Like no not in like a million years I cant dance I look stupid even trying to dance. So why on gods green earth would I dance? or even try to dance? or take a dance class? But somehow I let my best friend Caylie convince me otherwise. " I am so excited to be starting this class arn't you? " Caylie says all happy go lucky I looked at her annoyed " No not really, explain to me again why I let you talk me into doing this stupid class?" " Because its better than dealing with tennis couches" Caylie says cheerfully" " ok yes I get that, But what I don't get is why you dragged me into this?" I say whining She stops dead in her tracks and a huge smile spreads across her face " There it is the dance room " she says with so much excitement I make an face and say " Ya I can really smell the dance which smells a lot like the football players after practice, sweat masked with two cans of Axe body spray" She looks at me now annoyed and says " Can you at least try to sound excited this is a new thing for both us who knows it might be good for us?" "Or it can be really bad and I could get seriously injured then I cant walk correctly for months then my parents will sue the school for me getting hurt then it will go live then they shut the dance class down all because you forced me into doing this" I say as serious and concerned as possible She looks at me and starts laughing " your so dramatic and have such an imagination" I smile widely at her remark and says " Ya I know but you gotta love me" she rolls her eyes at me so I know that I'm right. She opens the door to the dance room and we walk in , and of course it smells like gym class but with mirrors on three of the four walls that took up the whole wall with bars across the mirrors " Well at least I always a mirror to fix my hair and make up in " I say sarcastically She looks at me and says " Really? your hair and face are not the most thing in the world" I ignore her comment and look around the room seeing girls are coming out of the changing room, others are stretching on the cold, but very dirty marble floor and other stretch using the bar. I see one girl bring her leg up to her head while standing up I nudge caylie in the arm and say " Did you see that she brought her leg to her head, umm ya I'm really in the wrong class" She rolled her eyes at me and said " Oh come on she has probably been dancing for years so that's how she can do that" " Well it seems painful just looking at it" I say to her concerned " Can you just relax and see what the class is like before you judge it, who knows you might love it and wanna do it for the rest of high school" she says annoyed again " Or I'll hate it, and hate you for it " I say jokingly The teacher comes over to us and says " Hello ladies I'm Mrs. H class is about to start and we are gonna be stretching, its ok if you cant do some because you are new and may not have stretched the way we do so just try what you can and it helps to stretch at home so if you could go get change into whatever type of work out clothes you would feel comfortable stretching and dancing in that will be great because you do get graded on changing" so with that we go and change and by the time we come out the class is already stretching. We join the stretching and by the time that was over my body was sore and we hadn't even started dancing yet. The teacher starts teaching the dance and as I danced and practiced it over and over every day I fell in love with it I danced all through out high school and once I moved to Austin and started my new school I joined my school's dance team and I performed multiple times at our dance shows that we had three times a year plus during half time at the homecoming football game every year. I was happy I finally found something I was good at and that made me feel like I could do anything. I don't dance anymore but I do dance just to enjoy the music and relive my dance days. Dancing made me a whole new person and showed me not to be afraid to show people what I could do. |
Angelina Boyle <3I'm a student and I'm working on getting my psychology degree to become a psychologist Archives
December 2018
Categories
All
|