It was when I wasn 't expecting to learn that I learned the most. It began in late middle school when we were preparing for high school English. Usually, when I read or write outside of school, it comes naturally to me; there is no over thinking involved. However, at school, I could not write a single sentence without double checking it to make sure the flow is right. I suppose it was the pressure of knowing my writing would be graded that made me ensure it was “perfect”. It could also be that I was just not as comfortable writing in school as I was at home. In my opinion, the noise level at school was either dead silent or loud enough that student’s voices would ring in my head until recess. There was no inbetween. However, music was the noise
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It was the whiff of old paper that I had smelled throughout the summer. Almost every day I checked out books.Within a month, I was able to read in public without getting distracted. The outside world ceased to exist once I opened a book. I enjoyed reading new stories and getting lost within the book’s world. It made me feel as if I was some unknown third party that took adventures with the book’s characters. I found it amazing how authors expressed vividness, comedy, and their character’s personality. Every author had their own way of grabbing your attention. Augustus Waters’s life, the creative world of Panem, and the fighting Dauntless community were the stories that allowed me to be entertained while learning. This entertainment made me focus and subconsciously memorize the language. It was this interesting vocabulary that I had to incorporate into my own writing.
I remember the first essay I felt really proud of. It didn’t take me more than an hour to write and not once did I feel overwhelmed. We had to write a personal narrative about the best experience we ever had. I chose my brown belt test; and I remembered every detail. I wasn’t even aware I was writing my essay until I was done. I believe it was because I didn’t think of it as work. I thought I was writing a story; with me being the main character. I loved explaining the sensory details about my test experience. Apparently, some classmates loved the story as
It was the whiff of old paper that I had smelled throughout the summer. Almost every day I checked out books.Within a month, I was able to read in public without getting distracted. The outside world ceased to exist once I opened a book. I enjoyed reading new stories and getting lost within the book’s world. It made me feel as if I was some unknown third party that took adventures with the book’s characters. I found it amazing how authors expressed vividness, comedy, and their character’s personality. Every author had their own way of grabbing your attention. Augustus Waters’s life, the creative world of Panem, and the fighting Dauntless community were the stories that allowed me to be entertained while learning. This entertainment made me focus and subconsciously memorize the language. It was this interesting vocabulary that I had to incorporate into my own writing.
I remember the first essay I felt really proud of. It didn’t take me more than an hour to write and not once did I feel overwhelmed. We had to write a personal narrative about the best experience we ever had. I chose my brown belt test; and I remembered every detail. I wasn’t even aware I was writing my essay until I was done. I believe it was because I didn’t think of it as work. I thought I was writing a story; with me being the main character. I loved explaining the sensory details about my test experience. Apparently, some classmates loved the story as