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Four Essays That Prove I Suck: The Arguments of a Pacifist

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I started off the semester thinking I was one of the best writers out there. I scored higher than most on the English portion of the ACT and even passed EH 101 with a ninety-nine, yet EH 102 was like a punch straight to my pride. Always the pacifist, I preferred my arguments to be snide comments under my breath instead of a series of well thought out opinions on paper. Even worse, I had always struggled with avoiding work instead of actually doing it. When EH 102 promised to teach me how to use rhetorical knowledge appropriately, think critically about all kinds situations, maintain a general writing process while creating and editing an essay, use knowledge of conventions to write to different audiences using different genres, and …show more content…

For the first time I received a C on a paper.
The next paper was kind of my saving grace: the extra credit essay. This kind of writing was what I was good at: stories. My only problem was that I didn’t have much to say during the winter storm considering I had stayed in most of the day and watched movies until my eyes hurt. This was my chance to get back my love of writing, to redeem myself. Yet, I couldn’t really figure out a good story to tell when I had barely gone outside. After a couple of hours and plenty of coffee, I took out my assignment page and created an outline from there. I didn’t have much excitement, but the details I could write easily. I loved painting a picture with my words. Yet, I couldn’t connect the storm to a bigger picture. My critical thinking skills were on once again mute and I simply ignored that matter altogether hoping that it would be skipped over in the grading part. That didn’t work at all but I was satisfied with my B since it was only extra-credit. My last argument essay was a time for me to put everything I had struggled with to the test. I needed to think critically about my topic without just forcing arbitrary topics into a paper. Using a good outline and organization, I began writing to an audience that I hadn’t even decided on yet. In my struggle to find a good audience, my mother suggested I come home for the weekend and try to write the paper “to” her. After a

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