As I sit here trying to figure out how to combine ideas and make proper transitions the time keeps ticking. Another hour wasted and nothing is still yet to be fixed. My writing skills is a major challenge that I face daily, 16 years of knowing English and yet I still can’t get the hang of it. I started learning English when I was nine years old, something that I wish I could have learned at an earlier age but instead I learned Spanish. When I turned 1 my mom moved us to Puerto Rico. I lived there until I was 9 years old. While we lived in Puerto Rico my mom was attending school for Nursing. I was about 3 years old when she started her nursing curriculum, every day she would read her text books aloud so she could comprehend what she was reading. As a child, I would sit in front of …show more content…
She soon became curious to whether I was listening to her or to the material she was reading. The next day she grabbed a book “The Three Little Pigs” to be more specific, and began reading aloud. I quickly stared at my mom as she read and then looked away, showing no interest. So she attempted to grab my attention by showing the pictures but I was so uninterested. On that moment my mom had realized I had an interest in nursing. Its sounds a little crazy, a three year old interested in an education, nursing book. Well I wasn’t your average kid, but I did not stop there. I was on the verge to find a medical book, and I was only 6 years old. My school use to have book fairs every month. I remember all my classmates in the first grade were super excited for it as so was I. But they were wanting to purchase the arts and crafts
Back when I was an infant, my mom loved reading books to me. She read the wonderful books from The Chronicles of Narnia such as The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, Prince Caspian, The Horse and His Boy, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, as I snuggled
So far this year, I felt pretty satisfied with my progress this semester. I feel like I am slowly adapting to the new way papers and assignments are handled. All my college work depends solely on me now. No one is going to baby me anymore and whether I succeed or fail depends on how much effort I put into something. For the first time in my life I wrote a paper. Not just a five paragraph essay but actual pages, which is extremely challenging. It’s also been my first time studying for five hours straight so I can pass an actual test. I didn’t know I possessed this level of dedication, it’s probably because it isn’t free.
My relationship with writing has been much like roller coaster.Some experiences I had no control over. Other experiences were more influential. Ultimately it wasn’t until I started reading not because I had to read but because I wanted to, that's when my relationship reached change. I would have probably never cared about writing as I do today if it weren't for the critics in my family. When I was a child, my aunts and uncles always been in competition with who's child is better in school. I have always hated reading and writing because of the pressure to prove my family wrong was overwhelming for me. I had to prove them wrong and show them that I was capable of being "smart" which according to them was getting straight A's in all your classes.
When I was four years old mom taught me how to read. This made going to school easier because in kindergarten I already knew how to read. Kindergarden was my very first year of school. On the first day dad took so many pictures and videos of me. I thought I was going to hate school, but I didn’t, yay! So now I love school.
My mother assured me that everything was going to be alright and that I needed to be brave and stay there for a few hours and make new friends. The first few hours were the roughest, 10 4 year olds all sitting in a circle and telling the class what their favorite color and snack was. It was almost my turn and all of the sudden I realized that someone else had the same favorite color as me… I was terrified because it was my first time being away from my mother and I didn’t want to disappoint her and not make friends. I wanted to be brave and tell the class my favorite color but I didn’t want to copy someone else’s. All of the sudden fear began to set in. It was almost my turn and I had to think quickly. By the time it was my turn to speak I yelled “I LOVE THE WHOLE RAINBOW AND ALL OF THE COLORS” every one agreed and then started to say they loved the rainbow as well. As a child this made me very proud and accomplished because I made new friends like mother wanted and it gave me the feeling that I fit
How does an artist create a painting? He or she cannot simply look at a canvas and a picture appear. The artist must be equipped with proper tools to create a masterpiece: paint and brushes. The same can be said about writers. Writers are not born with the knowledge of writing an attractive paper. They must be given tools of writing and shown how to utilize them. Artists and writers without proper tools will be nothing more than blank canvases and empty pages. I used to be a blank canvas, but a teacher gave me the tools I needed, and now I am a polished portrait.
Although many will argue that great writing will require time and practice, opponents claim that great writing is like a puzzle which means one can put the pieces together to create an astonishing puzzle. This was the case when I was a 10th grade. As a tyro, I didn’t know much about writing elements and styles. Fortunately, one of my English teachers, Mrs. Roberson, change my outlook on writing. She taught me countless techniques. From that point, I started reading books to increase my knowledge and vocabulary. This was an incredibly wondrous experience for me. I was learning new information while expanding my learning capacity. This was stupendous. It was a life-changing moment for me. Throughout my high school journey,
Writing is a difficult and complex process which requires dedication to master. Even with all the time in the world, no final draft is going to be perfect and there are going to be a lot of bumps and bruises on the path towards your perfect essay. One must prepare to sit in complete isolation and a room with dead silence so frightening that you can hear your own thoughts. My time throughout Composition I has been an experience in which I finally put together all the aspects of writing such as integrating quotes, using present tense, expanding my vocabulary, and pinning down my grammatical errors. The grade that I deserve is an A because I have taken small steps to improve my writing and it has shown in my grade.
Writing is a process that is distinct, and unique to each person, and over one’s academic career there is this adoption of one’s own unique writing process. My writing process begins with me getting into a creative mindset, one in which I’m able to stimulate thought and emotion from on the given topic. I then go onto to create a graphic organizer of all the ideas that I generate and wish to use in my piece. After I have developed a list of workable ideas, I begin to write my first draft. During this step, I put all the ideas I had generated in point form into paragraph form. After I have written a rough draft of the assigned piece of writing, I gave it to either a peer, or family member to read through; so I can get an external perspective
Unfortunately, I wouldn’t say that I am one who enjoys writing as a hobby it definitely doesn’t bore me I just enjoy using my imagination while I read therefore if I am writing it would be on a specific topic or certain subject. I preferred to research my topic in-depth so that I may have a full understanding of what I will be writing about, I will be researching and thinking about both my side and if one exists the opposing sides views or arguments. I will then start to write any and all of my ideas and thoughts down, this is usually just a long free write so I usually use 2-3 sheets of paper during this step writing down anything that I want to say about the topic as well as any reliable sources I can refer to. Once I am completely satisfied with all that I have written down I will transfer it over to my computer where I will continue to add to my writing sample as I go this is where I start to
Growth is an inevitable part of life where things are constantly changing before our eyes even realize. I started off this semester dreading this class because I wasn’t so sure whether I can handle all the work that was on the syllabus. I did not really enjoy writing essays, unless it was about a topic I could relate to that makes me enjoy writing about it. Throughout the semester, we were asked to write three different types of essays which I was able to really grow as a writer. Each essay required lots of time, patience, solid ideas, and quality effort to make an essay that was done to the best of my abilities and was proud to turn in. I learned many new approaches and skills to improve my writing such as making sure I am making sense with the supporting details I used, have a strong body paragraph that connects to my topic sentence and relates to my thesis.
When I began middle school I did not enjoy writing. I thought that it was a waste of time, but now I realize that it is a good method of getting my ideas and points across. Now, I enjoy writing and my writing has improved. I think I am good at writing research papers and papers about true stories and events. I could improve on writing fictional stories where I have to come up with my own stories and ideas. Now that my middle school career is coming to a close I look back on my analysis, argument, and narrative essays from the year.
I believe my way of writing is a mix of free style writing with a slight structured sense while expressing one thought onto paper. I would go about finding a main topic that I would like to write about and then layout the foundation of how I want the writing to form; this helps me envision my writing coming to life. This type of method is something I always do in order ensure I don’t lose my thoughts that I have previously came up with to go along with it. Over time I’ve learned that I wrote in the way I was thought in high school. This was an extremely strict way that doesn’t show the other forms of writing. This led to not me discovering my form of writing for a while. My train form of writing has changed from a strict concrete manner of
I learned to write like most people did. It was a skill passed on to me by my family. My Grandpa taught me how to write. When I was 3 and 4 years old I did not go to preschool like most kids my age did. Instead each day before work my mom would drop me off at my Grandpa’s house and he would look after me and teach me the things I would need to know to start kindergarten, these days spent at his house were referred to as “Grandpa’s school”. Each day I sat down at the kitchen table and used a stencil to practice my letters. This instilled in me a love for writing.
I am not the kind of person who talks or writes much. Putting my thoughts on papers is something I have always struggled with doing. I believe this class will help me improve on transferring my thoughts to paper, in an organized fashion. I look forward to becoming a better writer because of this class.