Humpty Dumpy, Jack and Jill, Green Eggs and Ham, and Corduroy were the books that touched me the most. Therefore, reading made me euphoric, and when I think about my Mom reading books to me I get maudlin. When I started school, and friends became my happiness, reading wasn’t enjoyable. Teachers and my Mom demanded for me to read thirty minutes a night. Being that I felt it wasn’t my choice, my desire was gone.
I hAVE ALwAYS BEEN A mATh-ScIENcE girl. I sighed and sulked through classes on US History and French in eager anticipation of the formulas and applications I would be learning later in the day. I believe there are many factors which attribute to my success, two being my fascination and persistence. When I was seven I once asked what math was good for and why I should learn it. The answer I received simply does not do math justice, “One day when you’re in line at the grocery store the cashier will give you too little change and you’ll be glad you learned this.” now in calculus I see the application of all these once foreign symbols, formulas, and letters.
She was frantically looking for caffeine to get her through the day. Ah, the typical morning of a college student. Then a light-bulb went off in my head, she´s the perfect candidate to interview for my English assignment. Later that evening, I entered my study room to see my sister doing homework. She sat there dressed casually in sweats and a black hijab.
Everything was going smoothly until the word “island” came up, and I pronounced it “is-land”- I was so embarrassed. Well as embarrassed as a first grader reading to his Mom could be. Although this story is such an insignificant part of my life, for some reason it has always stuck with me as my earliest reading memory-and perhaps ignited the negativity I have towards reading and writing. I have never particularly enjoyed reading or writing, not because I’m not good at it, but mostly because it is a tedious and almost excruciating task, especially after long days of school and sports-something I know far too well. Much like Malcolm X, I have never enjoyed reading as a kid.
Reflective Portfolio Letter Dear, Members of the First Year Writing Assessment Committee, In my past years of writing I have seen myself develop into a well disciplined and patient writer. However, I have seen myself significantly improve and mature as a writer over the past few months more than I have in the past four years. I view writing as an open doorway full of ideas, feelings, and thoughts weaved together simply for creating a masterpiece. Before entering college English 1010, high school students are conditioned to write required papers and assignments without having the ability to “put you’re your own opinions and feelings in a paper.” Fortuantly,I have been given the opportunity at The University of Memphis to express myself in writing
Thinking back to third grade, I can recall constantly getting in trouble in class. I was not a bad child and my classmates even considered me to be a teacher’s pet, but I could never get on this particular teacher’s good side. Every day, I would go home and my mother would ask me “How was your day?” I would tell her about what I learned, what we did as a class, and what I got in trouble for that day. On one instance, my best friend turned around in her desk to tell me a joke and I laughed. I got in trouble, but she did not.
From this last semester in English 250, I have had the opportunity to improve my communication skills with written, oral, visual, and electronic assignments. This is the first class where I have been taught and practiced these areas of communication making me believe that my communication skills have improved slightly. When choosing topics for my writings, I often chose topics that I 'm familiar with. Along with more research on the topic, I needed to try and connect the audience to my writing. I feel like relating to the audience is very important weather its through writing or visuals, it makes communication greater.
I came into my first college writing class feeling prepared thanks to you and your investment in me as a student in your AP Lang class. I developed as a writer more than I ever had in your class, and it definitely helped me in my college writing class this semester. I already knew how important it was to revise and continuously critically think about my writing, as well as the importance of multiple drafts and peer review. My English 110 class this semester was very similar to yours because we also did multiple drafts where I could revise my paper as many times as needed. The big difference was that the focus was on different genres and how to appeal to those, which was something new compared to my high school English courses.
It was rather simple why I wanted this dream it was because my teacher, and most adults who read what I wrote natured that dream on me. The best and most difficult part about growing is how much things change, and how much new things you discover about yourself along the way. I experienced this as gradually my attention drew away from writing though my love for reading began to turn into a passion. I began to gain interest in the medical field due to shows such as House and even Scrubs. Looking back now when I first began to gain interest it was in a very rudimentary fashion much like how most people really want super powers after watching a movie with a superhero.
I aimed to improve my writing and I believe I have taken great strides in doing so. While participating in the peer editing process, my eyes came across many different styles of writing. I read three different papers, and each of them were executed differently than mine. It was intriguing to see how an essay assignment could take complete different paths. I believe reading other student’s work allowed my creativity to grow, thus improving my
Each essay I wrote took me several time to write, several drafts which show that I have improve every time I do the drafts to write a perfect masterpiece. I learned a lot of skills and techniques this quarter, which has helped me to improve and progress my writing skills for the future. I will remember the skills, techniques, and tips that professor gave us in this English class for my higher education. For example, all the time that I went to visit professor Sapozhnikov office hours to receive help on my out-of -class essays has helped me to improve, grow, and progress in my writing skills as a writer. Some of the significant changes I have made as I was progressing and growing were to develop a strong thesis to help support my claims as I write my essays, such as facts, observations, illustration, and examples.
ENGL395 is my first English that focuses on my long term educational career, medicine. As the semester goes, I am sure I will learn a lot and be ready to write the grant proposal assignment. Though I am still learning, in a three years and some months ran, I feel very good about my English writing, reading and speaking skill. I started from scratch and I am now able to write essay such as like this, so it a great success for me. My instructors and mentors have had a big role for my success, so I would like to take this opportunity and say thank you very
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.
My mother had a love of reading which she desperately tried to pass on to her children. I remember we would go to the Library all the time, which was one of my favorite memories as a child. My mom would tell us to pick out three books each and off we would go. When I was young I defiantly judged a book by its cover, I wanted the outside to look inviting and then maybe I would pick it out to discover what the inside was all about. My mother would read to us every night, at first just some simple children’s books and then, as we got older, we would read novels together.
All of the ridicules that his classmates said to him soon developed a low self-worth and a very violent and uncontrollable temper. Dr. Benjamin Carson’s mother (Sonya Carson) made him read two library books and write a handwritten report on the books he read every single week even though Ben Carson resented all the strict regimens. After a good several weeks of his mother’s unrelenting position, Ben began to find enjoyment in reading books which led to his increasing desire of books and knowledge. So this led to amazing his teachers and classmates with his improvement which the students didn’t really ridicule him as much anymore. Ben soon recalled several years later that he wasn 't stupid and within a year he was at the top of his classes.