I am constantly writing. I write to reduce anxiety, to plan out my day, to jot down a hilarious joke (probably made by me) that I don’t want to forget later. Slowly, I am penning my own musical and I have written several short stories as well (which will be hidden in my room until my untimely death). One may assume that due to my love of creative writing I’m a skilled essayist and all of my former English teachers adored me. Unfortunately, that was not the case. Throughout my high school career not only did my papers never did pass an AP rubric they received harsh critiques as well. This ultimately discouraged my passion for writing.
Essay writing became difficult when I started 10th grade Honors English. My papers would never get above a C which baffled me. I had done well in previous English classes prior and received high marks on all my creative writing assignments. By the end of the year I realized it had to do with my thought process. My imagination wasn’t beneficial when it
…show more content…
He was a very stout man with a perpetually somber expression and I vividly recall him saying “I’m not here to hold your hand and walk you through the material”. I wasn’t able to analyze the texts in such an astute manner and I struggled immensely in that class. Once on an essay I had received the critique ‘Marginal...or worse’. I had ask fellow students excelling in the class for help, studying their prose and trying to mimic it but would always fall short. By the end of the year I was so frustrated with the class, and myself, that I neglected the final essay and instead wrote a short story about his son asking him for help on his homework to which he replied “Sorry son, I’m not here to father you”. Later when he asked his wife how their marriage was and she responded with “Marginal...or worse”. I passed that class with a C minus but decided against taking another AP English class after
Aristotle once said, “The law is reason, free from passion.” Aristotle might have been on to something, since he is one of the all-time great thinkers. However, I would disagree with him on this legendary quote. The quote should sound something like this; “The law is passion, with reason sprinkled in.” We are on this earth to find our passions and pursue them one hundred percent, with full confidence. If I told you my greatest passion was law; this wouldn’t be the truth. My passion is helping others. My passion has come from an early age and has seemed to grow throughout my years at college along with my first job. In college, I volunteered to be a part of a program called Freshmen Connections. This sparked my passion once again. My main jobs
I’ve been fascinated with with the arts my entire life, I was drawn to the emotion that can be produced without any words.
The romance began when I was four. I still remember when my mom dragged me, kicking and scratching, to the local Long and McQuade’s for violin lessons. At that age, I was more interested in making music with a purple dinosaur than I was with a wooden box. I have put thousands of hours of practice over thirteen years into taming its rough voice, and now, I am equally capable of producing roars of rage as I am sighs of satisfaction.
I dreamt of walking on Commonwealth Ave. I envisioned myself entering the Morse Auditorium, books in hand, eager to learn. Ever since I had visited the eclectic city of Boston in 2006, I knew it was the right fit for me. I knew that the city itself, along with the remarkable academic resources that Boston University offers would allow me to grow socially and mentally. Until this day I ask questions on end from my comrades at the BU, impatient to learn more and more about their lives on and off campus. From all the feedback I have received I have come to one conclusion: BU is the place where I will get a rich, broad background in all my studies. BU will give me the foundation and preparation I will need to enter any field of study.
Beautiful young people are the whimsey of nature.Real beauty comes from learning ,growing ,and loving in the ways of life . That is the art of life. These programs leave a passion in me for the pure knowable world and these programs inflame me with a curiosity .Most people complain of fortune ,few of nature ; and the kinder they think the latter has been to them,the more they murmur at what they call the injustice of the former .The truth is ,that nature ,seldom profuse,has distributed her gifts more equally than she is generally supposed to have done.Education and situation make the great difference .Culture improves,and occasions elicit .I believe that enthusiasm will take me further than any amount of experience .Enthusiastic people can
The relationship that I have with writing is complicated and we don’t always get along. Although we tend to make up even when I get frustrated and want to quit. When being assigned a paper I struggle with what to write. My words seem to never come out the way I would like and I’m always having to start over and over again. It starts to get frustrating after a while. Needless to say writing isn’t one of my favorite things to do but it’s apart of our everyday lives like texting, sending emails, posting on Facebook, Twitter, and so on. I personally have only used texting as my main daily form of writing since I graduated high school. So therefore I would like to refresh my memory of what I learned in high school and widen my use of writing while in this writing course.
“Creativity is contagious, pass it on.” Albert Einstein, famous physicist, had once said this. It’s true, as when others are producing ideas or creating solutions to things, you in turn start to think of your own. Yet, a lot of the times when I think of this statement, it reminds me of myself and art. In my free time, I love to look at other’s art and see their reasoning behind the picture – and then find myself start drawing the next second, feeling inspired by that particular artists reasoning. Every day if I can, I’ll look at all sorts of works by artists – sculptures, paintings, sometimes even dolls! Weirdly, I find myself always going back to the simple drawings on a paper and then making a few drawings of my own. Thus bringing a
Writing essays have never been easy for me. Describing my thoughts and feelings just don't seem to turn into the right words I want to say. Coming up with a theme and an argument is hard to convey, making the reader see what I'm truly trying to say. The hardest parts of writing essays for me is coming up with the right things to say that correlate to my argument and doing so under a short period of time.
Something that make me smile, gets me excited, makes me do something is softball. I have played ball all since the day I could walk. I started off playing baseball since I was 2 years old. Then at age 8 I went on to play softball for a select softball team in Pearland. Playing softball has always made me smile! I love the intensity, excitement, and the teamwork that is used to play ball. We all look out for each other and try to pick each other up even when we are not all in the spirit. Some activities that involve science, technology, engineering, and math that I find to be fun is robotics and underwater robotics. Robotics has always been a big part in my life because my dad is a robotics teacher for this school and I always loved playing
My career goal is to be a successful fiction author and to publish over two full series. I’ve chosen this career because I’ve already started writing and I love it. I think that I’d be good at writing because I’m really creative and I love to read, then scribble down whatever pops into my head. I’m always in the middle of writing something and my finger hitting the computer keys is not an uncommon sound. This makes me assume that I’d be good at writing as a career.
When I look back at my writing before having any college experience, I can see that I had a lot to work on. I can say that I was never really a big fan of writing anything much less essays. Even when I was younger, I just did not have a great big interest in writing. This was because I felt that I could not elaborate as well as others. I was not use to having to write anything really, but I now feel that I have a better grasp on the steps that I need to take to get my writing on the level that it needs to be.
Through the lense of any camera bestowed upon me, I find it my duty to capture the beauty in the things around me. While in college I hope to learn the fundamentals of Photography, gain more practice and become a professional photographer. My passion for photography is strong and I’ve been able to get a lot of experience with the camera in and out of school. I've photographed events for my church, I’ve been in the multimedia program at my school for three years as well the school yearbook. I’m currently the Editor in Chief. While traveling with my camera I hope to meet new people which will allow me to learn about new cultures and their traditions. I’ll be able to get a real life experience by eating, speaking and living how other
Reading and writing are subjects that when you look back on, you look back to when you were first taught. Whether it was in Kindergarten gathered around the teacher on the story time rug or in first grade when you were taught to write on that special lined paper. We have all mastered reading and writing in one way or another. You even learn to love one or the other, maybe both. For me, I absolutely love to read but I have a hatred for writing! Especially, when I must write stories, poems, school papers or anything of the kind, which is kind of ironic.
I am proud to be a bisexual African American female with a passion for technology. Yet my journey has not been easy. For my mother, my sexuality was difficult to understand. Due to my strict Jamaican background, she not only misunderstood, but she fought with me. Uncovering my bisexuality was read as a war cry. This led her to try everything in her power to stop or revert this from happening. At one point, not even girls were allowed to sleep over. Her behavior felt dehumanizing and these feelings still resonate with me. I have learned that my mother's acceptance is something I will never have, whole-heartedly, due to her unchanged beliefs.
My experience with English has changed drastically from middle school to college. Being in middle school I have really had to do much of a big paper, but as I progressed through college I’ve realized there much more that has to be added. I had always wondered why middle school was so easy but as years went on, I realized that advancing to college there’s a lot more requirements and importance to writing. In middle school, I was young and just starting to really realize what an essay was and after high school I really understood what an essay consists of. No matter how