Future Reflection Paper

In the beginning of the second semester of my senior year I created a binder called a writing portfolio. It held all the assignments and essays I had finished in class. The writing portfolio is like a sapling that would grow to become a tree with each new addition of essays added to it. Academic Writing: English 151 was a grueling class that paid off in the long run. It was a difficult class that was insightful into writing well since it taught me the basic mechanics of grammar and English at the same time. It pushed me to the limits of writing at the utmost potential I was able to write. Some people might say that this class is just another English class with an embellished name to it, but it is nowhere close to a regular English class. It is literally a class that can be frightful at first glance because of the amount of essays we write at a college level.

My friends and I were speaking on our past relationships from high school and earlier semesters. Reflecting on those times, a lot of effort and devotion went into making golden moments with someone I care about, and it’s a shame that things didn’t work out. Although I have graduated high-school a mere two years ago, I ponder why I stay up late nights thinking about those moments, grateful that I had the chance to experience something so wonderful. Yes, love can be an amazing thing; laughter, comfort, and friendships are all products of love I deeply care for. Despite this, it can be our strongest obstacle when trying to find happiness.

For my senior year of high school, I was fortunate enough to have a teacher that taught us various types of writing as well as different types of essays, papers, and poems. For that class, I have written the following: I am poem, research essay, screenplay, impactful person essay, and various other essays. In hindsight, I really appreciate the fact that out teacher made us perfect our pieces before we could receive a grade. It taught me how to go through

For counseling theories to work and for me to be nurtured in assessments, I must always focus rather than become specifically delineated in behavioral events, such as cognition traits, and have motivation.

Throughout this semester, this class has taught me many things. I have learned the process of drafting and revising, how to structure my essays, how to write to a specific audience, how to make a thesis, and how to use outside resources. In the three essays I chose to put in my portfolio, I believe I have support to back up the fact that I have learned these things.

When I look over some of my past writing this semester I would have to say my favorite paper to write would have to be the selfie essay. That paper meant quiet a lot to me because my niece means the world to me. She is my best friend, and without her I am sure that I would be a little more lost in this world. “Mikah spent weeks in the hospital. They finally started to understand what had happened. Mikah had a cyst on her pancreases that caused her sugar and insulin in her body to go out of whack” (Essay #1 Selfie). This was probably the hardest paper for me to write, but I was glad to write it because it had a happy ending. Being able to use song lyrics in this paper helped me express a lot about what I wanted to say. They say a song can say a million things. This is true because when I listen to Reba McIntyre’s song survivor it reminds me strongly about my niece. She is a big survivor and I am not sure where I would be as a person if not for her. “I was born 3 months too early, the doctor gave me 30 days, but I must have had my momma 's will, and God 's amazing grace, I guess I 'll keep on livin ', cause I was born to be..., the baby girl

I took this class knowing it would challenge me and more than likely get on my nerves--which it did--but I do not regret taking the course. I have learned writing skills beyond the write, revise, and finalize that comes with every paper written. This class taught me how to write with purpose and revise to make the purpose clear.

Throughout this course, I discovered just how bad a writer I was. At the very beginning we had to introduce our selves. There was a small section in that paragraph where I mentioned that I hate writing essay. I mentioned that I’ve never been good at them and I rarely got good scores. However, I feel as though I have greatly improved my writing skills during this course. I’ve picked up several rules and have made the most out of this class. I am very proud of myself and the work I have put forth into this class in efforts of improving my essay writing skills.

Someone asked me the other day if I was a lesbian. I answered no, because I do not identify as a lesbian. But what would have prompted them to ask that question to me verses my friend Erica? My friend Erica has long blond hair, she is skinny and wears feminine clothing. She has never been asked if she was a lesbian. But being a lesbian or any sexual orientation is not defined by clothing, style or demeanor. But many times a women dressing or acting more masculine put them in the butch category of the female gender which is often associated with being a lesbian. I personally hate categories, mostly because I am terrible at making up my mind. But I suppose if I had to label myself I would put myself into the soft butch category. I am masculine in many things I do or the way I dress but I also do embrace my femininity and display that through wearing dresses and makeup when I feel like it.

All Americans are eventually exposed to politics. As evidenced by the 2016 Presidential Election, many Americans take politics extremely seriously and hold many different social and economic views which mold their political stance. These factors, as well as other familial and social relationships, contribute to the process of political socialization by influencing their political views. My father and I both have experienced formative events in our lives which have piqued our interests in politics. Differences between these two events exist due to the condition my father and I were born in. I was born into a middle-class household which was educated and informed about politics. However, my father was born into a low income household and his family was uninformed about politics. Despite these differences, one similarity between our two experiences is constant: both of our formative events came in the form of Presidential Elections. From what I have witnessed throughout following the last three Presidential Elections, I conclude that most Americans obtain their interest in politics by following Presidential Elections.

My family, while never zealously religious, spends exactly the correct time in church to remain informed of community happenings and firmly out of the neighborhood gossip. This may, in part, result from our inability to remaining in place. Graduating this June, I will have graced the packed halls of seven schools. Seven institutions, seven communities to learn the social norms of, seven best friends who have forgotten me, and seven libraries. Thus, began my ascent into adulthood.

In my portfolio I will be including my first essay and second essay that I did for this class. I am most proud of these essays not because I took my time on them but I know that I fixed what was asked and made a lot of improvements on them. I believe I did meet the contract agreement that we signed at the beginning of the quarter. Although, I did miss some days of class, more than I expected, but even after that I feel like I kept up with my work in and outside of the classroom and what was required. I enjoyed this class a lot because I was able to learn a lot about myself as a learner and was able to work on my study habits. I learned a lot about how to read properly and how reading aloud truly helps you as a writer and learner. I also became better at being able to correct others essays without feeling guilty of what I was saying.

Growing up I was always told that I was very mature for my age, I always attributed that to the fact that even though I have many siblings I was very much raised as an only child and set in my ways before the first one came around. So as my parents got more and more busy I just started doing things for myself. That and my acute perception skills made it fairly easy to remove the shroud of childhood wonder that blocks the truths of the world. Looking back I realized that’s only part of the reason why, it’s also because for the most part I spent my childhood alone my parents became emotionally distant early on and I only saw my friends at school, this solitude is what caused a false sense of maturity because I had no one to influence my energy. It is the group that determines your current maturity. You can see this best in a day I spent with my friends not two weeks ago, where we almost pulled a Benjamin Button and, in a way, aged backwards.

We have learned a lot as a class so far this school year. For me, the reflection assignments have been helping me to stay on top of reading His Word. Lately, we have been talking about covenants whether it's the Noahic Covenant, Sinai Covenant, or even the covenant that God will keep His promise in Genesis 15. The NLT Study Bible and Thirty Questions have helped expand my knowledge on the topics of this reflective essay. Creation, humanity and sin, who is God, and God’s covenant are the four main themes I will go into detail about.

It’s familiar. I was just here four months ago. The smell, sound, and the people. The clock reads 10:06am. I hear crying babies, sit in a dark room, and wait till I’m chosen for my room. The bracelet is stuck onto my wrist before vitals are taken. “Your blood pressure is up, are you okay?” Well I’m not okay since I’m in the ER because of a 77 day migraine and a numb lip. As I change into the XXL gown in room 9, I lay in bed nervous, but ready for the doctors to come in and review my past, ask everything, and do the normal routine. Yes, I have long-lasting chronic migraines. The pain is in the back of my head. The Toradol, Compazine, Rizatriptan, Sumatriptan, Aleve, Excedrin, Ibuprofen, and Tylenol aren’t decreasing my pain. I’ve been here 5 other times; I get an IV with Toradol, Compazine, and fluids. I feel as if I could just write a resume with all of my information to hand out to every person who walks in the room. I go through about 3 other interviews on my background and the issue I’m here for. Yet again, they decide on the normal procedure. Although, this time it was brought to my attention the day before that my lip is drooping and I realize it is numb. That’s a new issue. Now they run a load of neurological tests to decide if I have had a stroke. An MRI is another thing added to the list this visit.