When I first came to UAB, I was nervous because I knew all the classes were not going to be as easy as they were when I was in high school. This English class was the first class I walked in to, and after that class, I knew I would be okay. Throughout the course of this class, I have written 5 essays about different things. The first essay was about an event in my life that had shaped my view on culture. The second essay was about a short story called “Everyday
Use,” and I wrote about how the characters in the story represent different kinds of culture. The third essay was an argumentative essay, and I wrote about keeping confederate monuments where they are at instead of destroying them or moving them to a museum. Essay four was a rewrite of essay one, but I had to integrate a quote related to the essay to bring some significance to it. Essay five was also a rewrite, but it was on essay two. I had to integrate citations that proved my points in the paper. Even though this class was a lot harder then I thought it would be, I have learned a lot in this class throughout the various essays that I have written. One of the things I learned is how some events really changed me. In essay one, I wrote about how my house burning down had changed my view on culture. Until I started on that paper I never really thought about how it had affected me, but then as I started writing it became clear how much that event changed me. I was a spoiled person who basically had everything I
Probably the main reason i wrote this is because this was the first essay i ever made.
The essay is your dad getting laid off from his ritzy Inner Harbor job and having to sell used cars for a living when you are 10 years old. Every few weekends, you would beg your dad if you could go with him to one of the exotic locales where he sells his cars. This weekend, it was Princeton, New Jersey. The buildings there look like scary European castles, but you agree to smile and pose and help your father stumble over his touch screen to send them, captioned “She got in!!” to a number labeled “Wifey”, who will probably have to read the text when she is driving home from the nursing home after a 16 hour
I had my appointment on the previous week at the Writing center. I brought my 2nd project for ENGL 160 class. I scheduled tutor to “face to face”, because I think it is the best way to improve all of my mistakes. Before going to Writing center, I was thinking that this tutor doesn’t help me at all, but fortunately my thoughts was wrong and I enjoyed 1 hour of editing my project.
Before I started at UCO, I completed courses at both Oklahoma City Community College and OSU-OKC. My very first semester of college was at OCCC where I was straight out of high school. I finished high school online, so starting over and going to class was a learning curve for me. I was very anxious and shy starting out. I remember the first day of class, it was Intro to Psychology, and before going into class I cried in my car for twenty minutes because I was so nervous. I thought college would be an extension of high school and that I didn’t want to go through again. Once I talked myself into going to class, the first hour I did not remember. However, I quickly realized that college is nothing
The first essay allowed me to introduce myself to the teacher about why I preferred to be
One thing that I learned was that an author’s argument can be supporting both sides of a topic, rather than just one. I thought that this was interesting because I think that you can learn more about a topic by taking a neutral stance. I learned that bias can come from any source, whether it is credible or not. This fact stood out to me because for my past essays in writing, I have been just finding credible sources and thinking that they are all one hundred percent correct. Similar to bias, I also learned about an author’s perspective. I learned that an author’s perspective on a topic can persuade me if evidence and thinking is used. Before entering this unit, I didn’t know how convincing some of the articles could
I first walked into class I thought, “man, this is going to be a tough day.” It wasn’t though. I had a
Everyone is likely to experience some form of discrimination or prejudice; as is anyone capable of acting prejudiced towards others. On April 5th, 1968, a teacher in Riceville, Iowa named Jane Elliot conducted an experiment with her third grade class that dealt with the concept of discrimination; and was documented in Peters’ 1985 ‘A Class Divided’. The exercise originally took place the day after Martin Luther King was assassinated. The documentary is an eye opener to the world of racism and discrimination. Bucher (2010) describes racism as “discrimination based on the belief that one race is superior to another” (97). According to Bucher (2010) “discrimination is defined as the
One thing that I noticed was that each essay seemed to build off the last. The narrative essay made me describe a situation that I went through with good details. The
When I took the second practice exam for the English section of the ACT, I was surprised to find that I received the exact same score as when I took it the first time. I thought that this was puzzling, especially considering how much studying and review I had done in preparation for the second test. Looking at specific question types, I see that my prior strengths such as grammar and sentence structure stayed relatively consistent. I again got 12 out of 12 on the grammar, and got 16 out of 18 instead of 17 out of 18 on the sentence structure portion. I reviewed the question and answer and found that I had just not read the question carefully enough and I knew the answer. The second question I missed was about appositive phrases, however, instead
One idea I was worried of when I first walked into Assumption is that I might be lost trying to find my classes. The rest of the class seemed perfectly fine in that regard, but of course the first day of school I walked into three wrong classes. The worst being when I sat in Mrs. Imborek’s room with her religion class. I was confident as I looked around because he class had a few people I knew, but about 15 minutes into the class I realized I was not in the proper place. I knew our class wouldn’t let me forget
The first essay I’ve ever written was about my cat Jumper. I was in the fifth grade at Hutto Middle School when we got him. My Dad picked me up from school early that day because I had a dentist appointment scheduled. I had just gotten my first pair of silver teeth, which I thought were cool until the numbness started to wear off. I wasn’t feeling to well after that. My Dad was aware of how much pain I was coping with and decided to take me to a pet store to help me feel better. I always wanted a pet but of course, my mom was frantic about having it in the house. When we entered the pet store it seemed like we were in a different world. I was overwhelmed with joy and excitement as I walked around the pet store admiring each creature that I set my eyes on. There were so many unique animals to choose from; I wish I could’ve taken them all home. There were birds flying, dogs playing, cute fuzzy bunnies staring with their enormous eyes, and chunky hamsters constantly running on their wheels. As I continued to walk around I noticed a large box sitting on top of an old wooden table. I glanced into the box and suddenly my heart knew exactly what I needed. There lies the smallest kitten I’ve ever seen. It had a perfect red coat with beautiful brown eyes. I could feel my heart pounding as I stared at the frightened animal. When I picked him up it felt like he had already belonged to me. My Dad walked over to ask me if this was the pet I wanted and I immediately nodded my head yes.
Since the beginning of the semester, my writing has changed and evolved to accommodate and sustain longer essays. With longer essays, there is more room for in-depth analysis. Further analyzing a topic has led me to findings that I did not know existed. As I continue to write, I uncover addition and superior methods to approach my writing to the benefit of me and therefore, my audience. Throughout the semester, I have incorporated techniques to further my narrative throughout my writing.
This past semester I have the privilege of working with Ms. Velasquez algebra class. I have seen how she teaches and how she conducts her class for the last few months. I was already finished my hour before I received this reflection, and have attempted to reach my cooperating teacher for more information over how she plans for her lesson. However, she did not respond back, it could have been with the holiday that just passed she just forgot to respond back. I will answer, to the best my abilities for what I observed and the question that I would ask her throughout the semester.
I wanted to start by saying, this class is the most informative class a student can take here at EMU. I have been a student here since I was 15 years-old; and this is the first class, I have actually learned information I can use 50+ years from now. When this class started, I honestly knew absolutely nothing about the topic of Gender and Sexuality. Here we are, near the end of the semester, and I am much more knowledgeable and aware of many gender identities and sexualities, I once never knew about.