The beginning of the year started of rough as we started writing our first essay. I had no idea how I was going to write it at all. I struggled and struggled, but I started to get the hang of it, or well I thought I did when I got the essay back i had mad a 64. I was only one point from passing it which was still a bad grade but like I said I have never been good at writing. Although I was not expecting a good grade, I still wondered what I had done wrong.
I arrived in this country thinking I was going to be in the most challenging classes and be at the top but reality smacked me in the face the first day I entered eighth grade. To my disadvantage the counselors did not care about my previous grades in Puerto Rico. Seeing that my parents were only able to speak Spanish, the school deduced my English was not well-developed enough and consequently I was placed in English-language learner (ELL) classes. After testing me in reading, writing, and hearing I was
I was obtaining C’s for my poorly written essay’s (which was a blow to my ego) in my English class. I was unable to fully comprehend the math material being presented online. I had no fight left in me. The state of exhaustion I was feeling had me circling the drain. At this point, I knew I had to let something go, I knew I had to drop Math 14.
I thought to myself "this is not what I studied last night". It was two years ago in my English class, Mrs.Brown was telling us about a pop quiz we were gonna have at the end of the week. Just like any other student I began to become agitated not knowing what the could possibly be on. So that night I went home and studied everything i learned during that marking
Attending classes on a daily basis when I first attended college wasn’t all too well. I had personal problems going on that I was worried about, not knowing that my school work was getting a overload on me. Walking into MS. Bailey’s class hearing that I had an essay due within a week. Me being lazy, and dragging around having other things on my mind, I decided to do my paper at the last minute. I couldn’t think of anything good to write being that I wanted the best grade possible.
Wanting to study for my tests, I decided to turn in my old persuasive essay that I wrote in high school. I had to turn it in through website called ‘turnitin.com’ which caught me for plagiarizing my own essay. I totally forgot that my high school used ‘turnitin.com’ when we turn in our essays. I was deathly scared when I went to go talk to my professor about my paper because I knew I had done something wrong, and I was sure that he was going to report me for doing this. However, my professor just talked to me for hours about why I should not have done it and how wrong it is to plagiarize even though it was my own
The Summer Bridge writing course was not like expected at all. I expected it to be a brief review of what we learned in high school and then we have the posttest. I was wrong in fact; it was not only a review of what we learned in high school but it was also introduction into what college writing classes would be like. This of course surprised me and I did have some difficulty in the beginning of the course, but overtime I became better day by day. Constant writing, proofreading and a little bit of constructive criticism is what I expected from this course.
First week of the class was hard for me because I was worried about how should I write all of these assignments and get good grades, everyone told me that this class will be hard and I will have such a bad semester because of it. However, this class became one of my favorite classes and I learned so many things during the semester in WRT160. First of all, I learned about the APA format and how to use it, I thought it will be hard to do it but
There are plenty of moments that I can think about where reading or writing or a situation involving the two have changed my life. However, one time that sticks out to me vividly is when my teacher analyzed my essay in front of the class. I always thought I was a great writer , but when I got papers back with the grades I didn’t want, I was confused. It felt like all my hard work was never good enough. At first I thought that getting your essay read and critiqued by everyone in the class was pointless and insignificant.
my first days in my new country were tough because I did not speak the same language making it harder to be able to write and communicate with the people around me. But as soon as I learned the language things got a little bit more easier. My writing improve a lot I went from writing short sentences to paragraphs and to writing complete essays for school. I still remember an accident I had with my English teacher on sophomore year of high school. She made us write an essay about a book call “ to kill a mockingbird”.
I ended up getting the letter the next day during homeroom. While I sat there reading it, I not only laughed about how apprehensive I acted the day before, but I realized how bad I wanted this. I started thinking to myself that I was competent. I had the requirements to become part of National Honor Society. Why was I so nervous in the first place?
My literacy background started out rough. I was diagnosed with dyslexia when I was in first grade, but before that my teachers knew I had trouble writing and identifying my letters. I was taken out of recess and free time in kindergarden to work on flash cards in the hall with my teacher, which made me feel I was being punished. I was continued to be pulled out of classes and special activities that other students were doing to work one on one with a teacher or an aid on reading and writing skills. This I feel is the reason I hated literacy until high school.
Throughout my high school career, I never truly understood how to write a successful essay. I always just slapped random information down on a piece of paper and turned it in hoping for the best grade possible. By taking dual credit english, I have learned that organization is key to writing a successful paper. In order to have a good structure, one must start off with a powerful thesis. The thesis is the main sentence of an essay.
This placement was the hardest setting I have ever had to teach in my undergraduate career. I thought my high school placement was going to be hard for me and I am really glad I was able to build up my confidence as a teacher in that placement in order to prepare me to handle this placement. The overall setting of the room is stressful. My teacher and her two assistants were struggling before I came on board and before the incident with one my students running out on Westport road, we were basically surviving the day. The first week I was wondering how I could possibly fit into this setting because there were no group lessons going on and just independent work.
Coming to College Composition I considered myself to be a weak writer. I was not able to elaborate on my ideas, complete my sentences, and I was grammatically incorrect. Being such a poor writer made it difficult to write because I would always expect a terrible grade. The first week of class consisted of writing exercises which helped with the small things such as, grammar, punctuation, and coherent writing. After the building week I felt myself become much more encouraged to write and complete my essays to my full potential because I had a few more tips to make the paper better.