I know that writers struggle at first and once they start there is no stopping them. I wait for that to happen to me, but I find myself stuck. I didn’t how to start writing because I kept over thinking that whatever I had thought already was wrong. Thesis: For me, the best author that provided me with the most valuable information was Anne Lamott’s “Getting Started” because she gave me ways of how I can begin to write when I have zero ideas as to what to write, how and where to write it.
A few weeks ago I went a school field trip to a teamwork camp and our goal was to work better together and meet new people and make new friends. When we arrived we expected it to be boring or just weird but we were unprepared for what was there. This week we watched a movie called Remember the Titans, and the movie is about two high schools that had to combine and they were different color schools and this was back in the 1970’s so segration was very big and everyone was so racist so if you think about that you would realize how hard it was for to combine. But they do and there head coach for the football team was moved to a lower position and a black man named Herman Boone took his place and that created a lot of tension.
The first part of it was extremely boring because of how slow the story was moving, we got to hear every persons backstory and what they were doing, in detail, that day. But I am not one to enjoy non-fiction. Actually I try to avoid it, I think it is because I get enough of reality during the day that when I read a book I want it to be something lightweight and fun to read. I know that the point of life changing literature
Despite not having a connection to the writer, I wanted to proceed with the essay because I understand there will be times that I will be required to read something that I do not find interesting. I also found times where I would have to re-read sections of this essay. Once I was done reading On Dumpster Diving, I could say I found the author’s perspective interesting. In fact, I recently did some “spring cleaning” and got rid of various items we no longer used to make room for baby stuff. In doing so I told my husband we need to be more selective when we purchase things because, even when donating to Good Will, it seems such a waste.
It was a hard time for me to talk to new people because I felt that everyone would stare at my acne or at my mustache. People avoided me, so in turn, I avoided them. I stuck with my two friends for the longest time and learned to be quiet. I kept missing out on amazing opportunities, and I knew that I had to do something or else I would never get the chance to be successful. The key to my success started with my acceptance of my facial problems.
The first thing I can improve on is using vocal variations in my pitch to get the audience’s attention. During the presentation I did not go from soft to loud, I kind of just stayed the same which I thought made the audience lose interest in my topic. The next thing I can improve on is that I did not move with a purpose I just walked back and forth in the classroom to help calm myself down and help get the nervous energy out. I also noticed that I used random vocal breakers such as um when there was no reason to. Because I wanted to fill in the gap where I was thinking.
I have always hated group projects, I avoid them like the plague. So, when I was told there would be a group assignment, I nearly panic. The reason why I loathe group work is not because I’m afraid of meeting new people, it is because I do not like to be too dependent on others, when it comes to grade work. However, this group project has enlighten me about what it means to actually work together. When we first got together we thought of topics that could rise awareness, we untimely came up Hazing in college campuses.
It is no use crying over spilt milk, but if you don 't even try to avoid spilling milk from next time, it is more meaningless. It was not a pleasant process, but actually I found that I gained something through thinking deeply. I remember that one of the most potent reason I couldn 't get along well with her was that I wasn 't even able to talk to her very much. It was partly because I was too shy to talk to a girl, but another reason I found was that I had too little to talk with her.
At the end of the final tryout, the coach called me over and told me the news I dreaded to hear: I hadn’t made the team. I wasn’t shocked, but I was infuriated with myself for letting others get to me. Failing to make the team wasn’t necessarily devastating, for being on the team wouldn’t have brought me the happiness nor relief I wanted. Failing to make the team was however humiliating, for I let myself believe I wasn’t of greatness due to purely unrelated distinctions. “Perhaps my skills are simply not up to par, maybe the coach noticed my weak performance, what if he just didn’t like me?” is all I thought the few days after his decision.
The night before the day of testing I don 't study because I don 't want to think about the test at all I just want to relax and not get anymore stress than needed. The best problems I say I do best on is the word problems with multiple choice answers, the reason for that is because I find those easy to do because if you completely don 't know how to answer or what to answer you can just take an educated guess or be crossing out the answer you know are wrong until you get the last 2 or the last answer. The questions I struggle the most on are the really long word problems with more question than
Today is Thursday, so once again I go to the ASL table in order to get some hours for my deaf event. I get food and see my friends who have come for hours as well. When we talk they say that I have gotten better at signing. I meet up with Leah again at Robert's table. I talked to himk about seeing his wife at Chalotte Deaf Mission, and he explained to Leah that I was the great neice of Judy and Billy Jernigan.
Nicole Casciola Professor Paoli Deaf Culture and Heritage February 23, 2017 Alandra’s Lilacs Reflection Imagine a life where you were unable to use the phone, had to go to school seventy miles from home, and can’t have a conversation with your elder because they didn’t take the time or effort towards learning your language. This was the life of many hard-of-hearing and deaf people during the 1960’s and earlier.
Nancy Rourke, the painter of Deaf Culture: Unity of Global Signing, was born deaf and grew up in a world of oralism (Northen, Spindel). Oralism is when someone teaches a deaf person how to read lips and talk instead of teaching them to sign (Oralism). Rourke’s parents did not know she was deaf until she was about six years old but quit in 1986 to become a graphic designer. Twenty years later she was laid off and decided to begin painting again and took a couple of workshops to help prepare for the transition in her life. Her life transition did not begin until 2010 when she became involved in