Personal Narrative : The Great Gatsby

Upon completing the novel I realized I will be frustrated with my students at times and will need to remember that there is always a reason for a behavior. My reaction to the behavior will be a very important piece in the relationship I build with my student.

The inevitable had happened; I, as a small child, was demanded to read. A little antisocial human being launched into a world of, at first, difficult words and lengthy phrases. While words and literacy were forced into my mind, I had reluctantly begun the adventure to enjoy and accept the art of literature. Later however, my hopes and dreams were crushed to pieces by a gruesome teacher with an interesting form of a so called “grading policy.”

The Great Gatsby As A Tragedy A hurried read of F. Scott Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby can generate a tragic impression. The deaths of three of the main characters and the failure of Gatsby and Daisy's romance can be viewed as tragic. However, a deeper analysis of the book reveals a much deeper tragedy.

Last night was all a blur. It was definitely one of the most memorable night of my life. Everyone was all done up in expensive and ornate clothing. I felt so plain in my simple party dress. I silently drifted through the crowd choosing to observe the crowd rather than joining in on their festivities. After all, the only way I was able to obtain an invitation was through work. You see, my boss wanted me to write an article on Gatsby’s party. I was refused at first but my boss knows some things about me that I do not under any circumstances want exposed.

Students will participate in a group discussion about the book “Hedgie’s Surprise” and reviewing Reader’s Theater. (What happened in the beginning, middle and end of the story? What is Reader’s Theater? What do we use it for?)

I looked at the book, which was enormously huge, and told myself I was actually going to get this one done. I could not have been more wrong. We were supposed to read to page 30 on the first night, and I barely got through the first page. I kept telling myself, I had to do it or I would fail because I knew I would be tested on it eventually. I had to force myself to read page after page, and try to recall anything from what I had just read. The problem was I couldn’t because it was just a bunch of gibberish to me. When we were supposed to have finished the book, the test came around, and I was so stressed because I hadn’t picked up the book again since like page 5. There was no point for me to try now, I was going to fail. My teacher passed out the test, I hung my head in shame. I took the test, knowing that I had let myself down yet again. I kept asking myself what was wrong with me? Why do I not have the motivation everyone else has to read these books? I honestly think it was because I loved reading so much that I hated the fact I was forced to read books I had no interest in. Around a week later—halfway into another required book—my teacher uttered the words I had been dreading “Your tests have been graded.” My heart dropped to my stomach, I had completely forgotten all about it. I watched as she passed out every one’s test, and I noticed a lot of people looked so shocked. Oh boy, I was in for it now. My

Then came the dreaded words a struggling student never wants to hear from their teacher,

Through the span of the Narrative, Douglass adds to a refinement between genuine Christianity and false Christianity. Douglass clears up the point in his informative supplement, calling the previous: "For, between the Christianity of this land, and the Christianity of Christ, I recognize the widest possible difference - so wide, that to receive the one as good, pure, and holy, is of necessity to reject the other as bad, corrupt, and wicked"(101). Douglass demonstrates that slaveholders ' Christianity is not proof of their inborn goodness, but rather just a deceptive display that serves to support their affected severity. To strike this refinement, Douglass focuses to the essential disagreement between the beneficent, tranquil principles of Christianity and the rough, unethical activities of slaveholders. The character of Thomas Auld stands as a representation of this topic. Like Sophia Auld, Thomas experiences a change in the Narrative from savage slave owner to a much crueler slave owner. Douglass exhibits that Auld 's fierceness increments after he turns into a "pious" man, as Auld 's show of devotion builds his confidence in his "God-given" to hold and abuse slaves. Through the occasion of Auld, Douglass likewise shows that the Southern church itself is degenerate. Auld 's congregation profits by Auld 's cash, earned by method for slaves. Consequently Auld 's congregation, in the same way as other Southern holy places, is complicit in the brutal mercilessness of slavery.

I grew up in a small quaint town of Fitzgerald. Fitzgerald, Georgia is located in the southern region of Georgia. When I lived there it was a quiet town. The downtown has a southern charm and is known for its unusual wildlife that roams the streets, chickens. I lived there with my mother, father and my younger sister. I am privileged to have lived during an era when neighbors knew each other and the community came together to support each other. I did not grow up with internet and cell phones. We went outside and swam in rivers, visited local parks and city festivals in the summer. It was a wonder time to live in Fitzgerald, Ga. The city has Grown a lot since the time that I lived there and it now has Country Clubs and fast food restaurants.

In the beginning of the semester when I was in Reading 80, I was overconfident about my own skills so I didn’t pay much attention to the instructor. I was also ashamed to tell my friends that I had this class so on my way to class I would take detours to the classroom jsut so they won’t know what class I had. I was miserable every time I was in this class. I had a hard time reading and I never understood anything. Every time I would duck into class quickly and pray that the teacher doesn’t pick on me to answer questions from our reading assignment. I was even more embarrassed because it was starting to seem like I do need this class, but I was still denying it. Sometimes to bypass the time I would doodle and procasanite instead of reading. I should have not done that. I was slowly falling behind, but I never talk to the instructor about it. She tried to help me many times but I never use my whole heart to try and listen to her. I acted as if she was a tiger and if I approached her I was going to get bit or something or she probably doesn’t care about me. One day during class

I feigned some excuse that I was working on a homework assignment and needed questions answered and was to bashful to speak to my teacher, the last part was true, at

Disclaimer none of what I am about to say is real and you should not try this at all. It was April 1st and so far everything was going just as I wanted. “Today is going to be a great day!” “Hey, what are you up to Leo!” Simon said. “Just heading to History right now.” “Oh cool!” Simon replied. “Wow, what a nice guy.” “Ding-dong!” “Time to head to first period!” “Hello!” said Mrs.McGann. “Good Morning” I replied. I looked up on the board and saw that we had a test today. “What could possibly go wrong?” I studied throughout the week and was confident I would ace the test

When I was in the third grade, I had this teacher named Ms. Tofan. Ms. Tofan and I got along well… that was for the first two months of school. One day our class was instructed to write a math test. This wasn’t anything usual, so I proceeded to write my test. However, once I received my test back, something was a bit uncommon, I did well on the test! Perhaps it was due to the fact that I just understood fractions better than any other math unit, or maybe it was because I just did extremely poorly on other units, but Ms. Tofan wasn’t convinced that I deserved my grade fair and square. Quickly, my joy from receiving this beautiful grade faded. Ms. Tofan, grabbed my wrist and pulled me over, she then started throwing around words like “academic integrity”, and kept going on and on about how “its ok to ask for help, but not ok to cheat”. At first I was completely shocked. I had no idea what she was talking about. Then, suddenly it kicked in she thought I cheated!

“Time for popcorn reading” These words I had come to dread. My classmate had just finished ready. I look at my textbook trying to hide from her eyes. My teacher question the student “who do you pick” Before she even open their mouth I know it will be me. She says with a smug “Ian”. Of course it was me I had got used to it. I look at the textbook and start to ready. I stumpel over ever other word. When I finally finish ready my paragraph I let out a sigh of relief. I think “I’m safe it is over now” I call on another student to read. They read with confidence and quickly finish their section. Then I hear “Ian”. Once again I look at the page and start reading slowly. This continued I read, pick someone else to read and then they called on me over

I thought that this passage was powerful because it gave us a first insight of how important Gatsby really is. When she said, “what Gatsby” that lets the readers know that this is more than just some random person. This passage gives you the idea that Gatsby was very important to Daisy. This passage foreshadows to the readers that all the feelings Daisy had for Gatsby are about to come back.The only reason Gatsby decided to become rich and buy a big house Is that he wanted Daisy’s attention. Daisy is only attracted to money. It may look like Gatsby is just acting like any other rich person by throwing fancy parties and having a lot of flashy things but all of it, Is to attract Daisy. This quote is so important because it shows what Gatsby's main goal throughout the whole entire novel which is to get Daisy back. This quote is significant because it just shows how much love Daisy has for Gatsby. The quote did a good job of letting the readers think about much Daisy misses Gatsby and how the feelings for him are coming back. She can’t even touch his shirts without crying. Readers can tell through this quote it signifies one of the main themes which is love.In this quote, you can infer that Tom is basically saying that wealth alone will not make you fit in with the upper class in this novel. In order to really fit in not only must you be wealthy but you must also be educated which is one of the smaller themes in this novel. This quote also shows jealousy Tom is so overly jealous