Personal Narrative-Out Of ESL School

I'VE BEEN SUPER EXCITED FOR THIS TO COME OUT!!! For those who don't know this is one of my anticipated of the year (you can check out my list if you haven't already, I posted it in September). But since this is the last book of the series I don't feel the need to write a very long non-spoiler review. I won't write the reasons why I love this series so much in my Top Ten list if you would like to check that. The series starts out in this futuristic world where a young girl named Cinder catches the eye of Prince Kai, the future empire of the Common Wealth. The only problem is that she's a cyborg, part-human part-robot. For this book, I would give it about a 4/5 stars. I was definitely a great read but it wasn't my favorite book in the series, I honestly felt that Cress was the best book, then

My experiences as a writer have been both very engrossing and strenuous. I have learned a great quantity on both reading and writing, though, I continue to struggle on things that I have learned by this time, making the same mistakes that I do not even realize. Sometimes things are not so easy to understand when reading information, especially if the wording of an article is difficult for example. I love the idea of learning new things everyday. These past years as a writer have been very interesting, and I have learned and grasped many concepts I have been taught along the way.

Prior to entering class, I thought that I was a competent writer. However, I quickly learned that my writing was conversational and that I had little experience in academic writing. I became aware that much of my poor writing was like an old habit that I found humbling to admit and hard to correct. Passive voice, unneeded words, long sentences, were just a few of the obstacles that resulted in ineffectual writing. However, using peer reviews and an editing checklist I slowly began the journey to better writing. I also found that reading about writing provided supplementary methods to improve my writing. Implementing these new techniques, I slowly began to understand what scholarly writing entailed. As I learned through giving criticism

Having to write about my own literacy is hard to do, first of all it’s hard to recall things that happened when you were a child let alone when I started to read and write, I remember going to school playing, the teacher reading to us, making vowel sounds and learning to write my name; I recall the teacher giving out the spelling list and taking it home to practice before Friday’s test, I would go to school hoping and praying that I would not misspell any words; as usual I missed a couple of words and I knew what that meant.

This is the 25 minute writing challenge, where I’m not allowed to use the backspace button on my keyboard or edit what I’m typing. There are probably going to be many typos in this small paper, but that’s apart of the challenge as I can't edit anything. I honestly have no clue what to write about, but atleast I’m 3 minutes in right now.

How long was I going to continue to ignore the fact that I desperately needed help with my writing? Reflecting back even in high school it seems I’ve always had the same problems when it came to my writing. Maybe it was the fact that I was too lazy to take the extra time out to write out a rough draft, unless of course it counted towards my grade, or maybe it was the fact that I never paid attention to my grammar because I was always rushing. Either way it goes once I got to college I realized I wasn’t going to be able to skate by with just putting my initial ideas on paper and turning them in, if I really wanted to get a good grade I would have to work for it.

My earliest memories of reading was when my mom sent me to bible school and the teacher would read out a hand book

It has come to my knowledge that in order to join cross country I would need to go to the summer program. Due to being in summer school for Geometry(for two semesters), and my mother wanting to get the most out of the summer athletics program signed me up for tennis. This was due to tennis despite being right after summer school was in a time zone that I could attend, on the other hand cross country was held in the later half of the summer a time that my family dedicated for a mix of vacations and christian camps; and because of the various events would make it so I couldn't come to a good portion of the cross country program, making it the worse of two choices. However, because I am now unable to go to the summer program I was hoping if I

“Don’t try to move it,” my coach added as rolled to my side trying to get myself off of the cold ground. The touch of my coach’s warm hand frightened me at first, but in the corner of my eye I saw him whisper to the assistant coach “Yeah it does not look good.”

I can still remember my heart pounding out of my chest. It was my first time in Writing 1, and my nerves were mostly the result of a friend’s advice. Winter quarter, my friend told me about her struggles in her writing class and she advised me not to take Professor Bernstein for Writing because as she said “he is really tough and a very hard grader.” However, I had no other option but to take writing with Professor Bernstein because all the other writing 1 classes conflicted with my schedule. Nevertheless, nine weeks have past since I first stepped foot in Writing 1, and I can certainly say that I have learned more than I ever expected. Yes, it is true, this class has been a challenge like no other, especially for me, being that English is

I am a perfectionist; always have been, always will be. Whether I want it to or not, that applies to every aspect of my life; including my writing. It is almost impossible for me to sit down and work on an essay or read a book without having flashbacks to countless lectures, posters, and reminders. The correctness of my writing and all of its components are very important to me. Specifically, I like to put in extra effort on my transitions, word choice, fluency, and overall likeability… Basically all of the things you see on classroom posters from kindergarten on. As I progress throughout my education I have come to realize that writing gets more complex as the years go on, but the same rules stay in place. No ‘run ons,’no using your introduction

Since coming to America, I have moved to an ample amount of places because my father’s job concerns. I changed school frequently and in each new school I was never greeted with a warm welcome. With one glance my classmates saw I was different from them. I was often bullied and teased because of my racial difference from my classmates, from these experiences I became a quiet and docile girl. This way I thought I would not get in anyone’s way. I had closed up in the world in front of me; I never expressed my own opinions and always agreed with the majority. However secretly inside of me, I was frustrated not being able to express myself and yet I was unable to change. I craved to be what I was in the inside to be on the outside. Still by

Maya Angelou once said “You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them.” With that being said, is it important to take in all the thing people say about you? Personally I don’t think so. We cannot control what happen around us and what people says about us, but we do have the power to avoid getting control by people’s saying. My English learning journey began when I was around 4 years old. For me English is like a second nature; I use it so often that I feel like I’m more connect to it than Chinese. By the time I finish kindergarten my parent wants me to continue my education under a system that involve English. So they decided to send me to an international school. At the start I was thrill by the opportunity, but the best part of all is that I get to study at the same school as my sister.

This Semester I want to set some goals for myself. I am going to set goals for myself in language Arts, Math, science, and P.E. I am going to have goals for myself outside of class too you should make goals for yourself too.

As a child, I had a passion for read and write. I was very proud of my first poem project that displayed a smiling sun in the corner of the page. Books were a way for me to be someone else to be somewhere else. Lucky for me Harry Potter was all the rage during my elementary school discussions. At that time I caught the writing bug and would write anything that would come to mind. Characters and stories came to me at all times of the day. However, around age 14 I could no longer write a word I wrote interesting outside of school assignments. I became a teenager and with that I lost my creativity. I start something and it ends up in as a paper ball in the trash. I put the pen to the paper and I can’t get anything out. So here I am searching