Personal Essay: How I Changed My Life In America

I waited until the last five minutes of class, and I asked my teacher if I could see a few of my papers, and surely enough, I had done this same thing once or twice before. Some of my previous papers in my English class showed resemblances in other books I had read. Sometimes it was the tone I used in my papers and other times it was simply the wording I used that sounded like some of the books I had read. I never noticed how much my writing was influenced by these books until that moment. It was really an eye-opener for me

When I first moved to Mexico I was 15 years old; I had everything in D.R, friends, family, and sport, a life I really enjoyed and was really happy with it. I had always thought I was going to spend the rest of my life in my home country, since I was born there, but I guess I was wrong. I didn’t make it a big deal because I knew I was still going to be with my family, and family is everything. It was my first time going to Mexico and have a completely different lifestyle so I was pretty nervous. As soon as I arrived Mexico, I was completely shocked; All I saw were buildings everywhere; I was used to seeing land everywhere and animals right in front of my house.

and I was doing well for the first few months. As the assignments got more challenging, my grade seemed to be slowly dropping. It usually dropped .01%, but that was still something. In all honestly, I wasn’t worried as I’d always got by doing the bare minimum. By the time the final rolled around my grade was at a 91.34%.

It was the last test in the grade book before the parent teacher conferences. I wasn’t all that nervous though, because I already had an A in the class and was feeling pretty good about this last test. When she handed back the scantrons I barely saw any red marks, I only got four wrong. In ninth grade I took AP Human Geography. The class was hard for a lot of other people, but I felt like the class was made just for me.

I could not figure out my identity either, I was in a culture shock and I decided to try to fit in with the American culture. I learned English in a month for I would not feel stupid and not being able to communicate. It was hard but being a Chicano is something to be proud of. This article seemed logical because I went through that.

I believe many students have trouble summarizing a piece of writing because it seems intimidating to summarize a full page into five to seven sentences. I had a lot of trouble summarizing a piece of writing until I learned a few simple steps from my English 095 teacher. It would be amazing to help students learn how to write good summaries and watch their writing improve throughout the year. My favorite thing we did in class is when we were writing narrative essays. I loved learning how to write a narrative and procedural essay.

Which I have no idea why, because I spent many hours perfecting my argumentative essay and even emailed a copy to the professor ahead of time to see if I was doing this correctly, which she replied with the comment that it was great. I received a great grade on the working dray of essay 3 of a 91%, and corrected all the grammar errors that were marked and received a 51 % on my final draft. I still have no idea why I was graded so badly. This has been the most difficult English class I have taken to date. I have always made an A in English and considered myself a good writer until now.

Once I switched schools, I quickly fell behind. I missed my friends from my old school, and didn't make many friends at my new school. I struggled with the new skills we were learning and I had a hard time focusing in class. I couldn’t start and finish a book.

Finally 2 months later, I started school, everything was different to my country and there were people from all countries. I made new friends and I was doing so good in school, I were learning a new language, English, it was amazing. Even though,it was hard to read and speak the english i felt comfortable because in my class everyone was just learning like me. After the time passed I did it, but now i’m out of the ESL and sometimes I feel bad and less the other because almost in all my classes everyone can speak and understand English pretty good . While sometimes I don 't understand certain things and I feel embarrassed to ask for help or say that I didn 't understands.

Whenever I was in the eighth grade I was put into a few classes with a teacher I knew that I was not going to like. The first day of school I walked the dreadful walk to her classroom after science class and knew that Mrs. Jackson was going to be horrible. I was never really the student who had to study throughout middle school, so whenever I was put into Honors English, I just knew that I had set myself up for failure. Mrs. Jackson was one of those teachers who loved her job, you could see it in the way she smiled, she loved the way that a book could change someones

I am Esteban Rogelio Reyes, and I’m in the ninth grade. About a few weeks ago you came and visited Rancho Mirage High School and gave us copies of your book, Autodidactic. That book really changed what I think about education, learning and taking responsibility into my own hands. After reading your book, I thought about who I am, my struggles and my accomplishments. I think one of the very few accomplishments I’ve made in my life include getting a perfect score of 600 on the California State Test in English or Math

One time, when I was in Vietnam, my class was assigned to write an essay in response to a novel “How The Steel Was Tempered” and because we just simply studied the summary of the novel, my teacher said that all completed papers would be graded 8. All of my classmates just finished it without any special personal feeling to get 8 and satisfied with it. But I have read this novel before, and it is the one of my favorites. So, I spent two days to write and

Self Assessment: Jacob Thomas As a writer, I have grown in many ways, First I took English Comp 150 last semester. This class taught me a lot about my life due to a book we read The Last Lecture. However, I did not like to read so I showed much resentment towards it. As the deadline approached I finally opened the book that would make me love to read again. In school there is many classes where I can express creativity just like Dr Seuss did in his imaginative books.

Hello, I am Connor Love. I am writing this letter as a soon to be former student of Katy Leuschen 's "Waves of Change" writing 111 class. The first semester of my collegiate career has taught me many valuable lessons, from learning how to better succeed academically to how to deal with the flu without my mother. The lessons I have learned in writing class have not only helped my writing abilities grow, but also have helped me improve in other aspects of my life. During "Waves of Change" I learned how to revise my work, more importantly, that uncertainty during the writing process is normal, and revise my thinking.

Every day, Vinny’s teacher Ms. Sam send me in his notebook what he ate and drank, and if he was happy or not, then I sent her an email asking her about what he is doing and learning, so than we can reinforce at home, she answered the email and told me that she will send me for the all week what Vinny is learning, also, according with her email, Vinny is learning how to counting from 1 to