I can honestly say that this class was a rather unexpected experience. When I applied for Dual Enrollment, All I expected was work, work, and more work; and to some degree, that expectation was met. What I got instead of a boring class full of boring writing was an experience that has shown me how well I can write. It’s amazing how time has flown. When I take a look back at how many papers I’ve written, it seems like it is such an unfair representation of how much I’ve actually written and how much work I put into my papers. Some were drafted a couple of weeks in advance. Others were ripped from my mind in a haze of keyboard strokes and sweat. Regardless, …show more content…
My first two years of high school had me convinced that I just sucked at writing. Then I determined that it was OK to suck during those two years because most of my english class time was composed of analyzing literature and taking comprehensive tests on them. Is it a little sad that grammar comprehension was only used as a punishment in my freshman english class? I’ve only heard of “Gerunds”(if that’s how you spell it) and I still don’t know what it is. What’s even more saddening but also enlightening is the fact that only half of what i was taught in high school english was applicable to my college english class. I didn’t need to know what a gerund was. I just needed to know the basic do’s and don’ts of writing which I already had a firm grasp of. Double negatives and contractions aren’t acceptable in an argumentative paper, speak from a 3rd person point of view, et …show more content…
Professor Miller helped me grasp what they had taught me more firmly. After writing my expository essay I feel that I truly began to run with this knowledge. When we began to revise papers for Mr. Reynold’s classes I started to realize how far I had come in just a couple of years. I’m not saying that his classes were full of bad papers, but they definitely weren’t something I would expect out of someone in the Dual Enrollment classes to turn in. As I helped revise these papers, I began to compare myself to these younger writers and wonder what i would do differently. I started to see that what I would do would have been far different, and that’s what made me see how far I had come. Realistically these writers were only one or two years younger than me and there I was writing off their errors like some kind of english