The question that lingers over everyone 's head “ Who am I?” When is the day that we actually come to a realization of who we are as a writer? In my life, I have written many stories, book reports and papers for school, however the same question pops up in my head on a daily basis. From “ The RoofTop” to my author biography of J.R.R Tolkien my writing experience spans 10 years. Writing comes easy to some but not all.” Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing”. -Benjamin Franklin At the age of 9 years old, I wrote a short book called “The Rooftop”. This story was about a girl that had just moved to a new town and fell in love with a guy named Jacob. Just like every little girl, I was obsessed with romance and of course,
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I was disappointed once again, given even more harsh guidelines, requirements and again less creativity. The first three years of my high school career was not as bad as the last year. Senior year demolished my creativity, will to write and with every paper, I felt even more worthless. No matter how hard I would try on my papers, fixing my writing, and ultimately creating a writing style that all together was not me, I would still fail each and every paper. We had a student teacher, Ms. Quadrat, who almost made my fail senior english. Everything seemed quite peculiar about class since she arrived. My two all time favorite papers that I wrote in senior english would be my author biography of J.R.R Tolkien and my critical analysis of “The Lord of The Rings”. Both of these papers I had spent countless amount of days working on, perfecting it and making it something I was truly proud of; None of that seemed to matter. I did everything in my power to perfect the grammar , spelling and formatting of the papers, Including getting them checked numerous times. Yet, when I received my graded papers back, I had failed both. I was completely devastated by this fact. At this point, after giving it my all and getting nothing in return, I nearly gave up trying. The interesting thing was that I was not the only one having this issue with our student teacher. My first semester of the
I was disappointed once again, given even more harsh guidelines, requirements and again less creativity. The first three years of my high school career was not as bad as the last year. Senior year demolished my creativity, will to write and with every paper, I felt even more worthless. No matter how hard I would try on my papers, fixing my writing, and ultimately creating a writing style that all together was not me, I would still fail each and every paper. We had a student teacher, Ms. Quadrat, who almost made my fail senior english. Everything seemed quite peculiar about class since she arrived. My two all time favorite papers that I wrote in senior english would be my author biography of J.R.R Tolkien and my critical analysis of “The Lord of The Rings”. Both of these papers I had spent countless amount of days working on, perfecting it and making it something I was truly proud of; None of that seemed to matter. I did everything in my power to perfect the grammar , spelling and formatting of the papers, Including getting them checked numerous times. Yet, when I received my graded papers back, I had failed both. I was completely devastated by this fact. At this point, after giving it my all and getting nothing in return, I nearly gave up trying. The interesting thing was that I was not the only one having this issue with our student teacher. My first semester of the