Reflection
Part I:
Nature
I was trying to figure out in this piece what the purpose of nature was and how my perspective of my nature walk coincided in with Emerson and Thoreau's perspectives. The main idea of this piece was to just show the readers how I felt during the nature walk and what I thought of. When i was beginning this writing process my class went on a nature walk and i had to think a lot about nature and a lot about the essays we read in class. Then when i started writing this piece i started out with a rough draft of just all my thoughts and ideas as i was going through the woods. Then i read the two Emerson and Thoreau stories again and found quotes that i thought best related to my story. I learned while writing this piece that describing things really makes your story better.
Mission Experience
While writing this piece i was just expressing to the readers about my miss happen and the process that went along with it. The writing work i did was first i brainstormed all my miss happen and i picked the one that i thought would most appeal my readers. Second, I wrote a rough draft on the piece. Last and went into my essay and found all the brushstrokes we had talked about in class. Three things that 8i have learned about writing are learning brushstrokes, absolutes, and just overall describing and adding effect to pieces.
PART II:
Nature
When I went back to look for my mistakes in my essay Mrs Turner had already commented on it. i needed to look for my comma errors. That is always a problem with me; Commas are probably my biggest downfall in writing. I also needed a thesis statement. "Emerson and Thoreau also talk about nature and their exciting encounters." That was my thesis statement that i added to the end of my first paragraph of this piece.
Mission Experience
Again with the commas!! I always mess up with the commas; so this time when i went back to my essay to look at what Mrs Turner had commented on i knew that there were going to be comma errors. And of course there was. That was my first step is correcting this piece. Also my being verbs needs work too. I had to basically re-do the whole essay and use being verbs.
PART III:
All of my classmates essays were good but Cauley's really jumped out at me. She used a lot of metaphors, similes, and alliterations; I believe that those a key to a good piece. These things are important because without good descriptions the reader might get bored of reading your piece.
Stephanie's writing on her personal essay was also good. From her piece it taught me that using all of the brushstrokes and participles really gives a essay more meaning. This is important to me because if my essay has no meaning then what's the purpose of writing it.
The last writing that is probably one of my favorites is Dylan's essay on The Crucible. His essay really has personality and pizazz. He got most of his information from the book and that's important; relating things to the book. It's important enough to remember because without support somehow no one knows where your info comes from.
Friday, October 12, 2007
Nature Essay
Nature
Nature: all things in the universe; physical world and everything not made by man kind. That is the definition of nature. Nature involves so many aspects that it can't be explained. When my English III class went on our nature walk it was an experience. The whole time I wasn't thinking about the nature but the sweat, slowly making its way down my neck. The sun really shone down on this hot October afternoon. One thing really popped out at me though, this one little leaf. The way the beautiful, orange sun hit this one leaf was breathtaking. As I took a closer look at this leaf I realized that there were multiple little speaks or eggs, of only God knows what. It really made me think about the many things that are going on in nature and in the world; I've never realized it. Normally I just pass by trees, flowers, and every other item in nature and don't think about a thing. Although on this particular excursion I'm so glad I discovered this leaf. Emerson and Thoreau talk about nature a lot and they are so excited about nature. They are compared easily when talking about the wonders of nature (I had to add a thesis).
The authors Emerson and Thoreau talk about nature far to an extent where both of the pieces really appeal me. Emerson believes that only few adults can see nature, and all kids can. I think that's so because adults both young and old are so caught up in everyday life. Without the hussle and bussle of school or work we would notice nature more. However kids on the other hand are carefree. They don't necessarily have to worry about school and definitely don't have to worry about work. Emerson says, "The sun illuminates only the eye of the man, but shines into the eye and the heart of the child." Thoreau also talks about not noticing nature because in his economy section he talks about what all he builds and it seems to me that he didn't have time for anything else. From Thoreau's Solitude section of his writing he says, "Some of my pleasantest hours were during the long rainstorms in the spring or fall, which confined me to the house for the afternoon as well as the forenoon, soothed by their ceaseless roar and pelting; when an early twilight ushered in a long evening in which many thoughts had time to take root and unfold themselves." This quote really made me think. When I read it the first time I thought of just sitting in the rain without a care in the world. Although the second time I read it, I thought a little deeper; I thought of just sitting inside with my family and not doing anything but listening to the rain and talking because of the rain we lack things to do. When Emerson says, "But if a man would be alone, let him look at the stars," Emerson also talks about being alone in nature and elaborating it.
Emerson, Thoreau, and I are a lot of like. Their ideas on nature are alike in many ways. After reading these two essays and elaborating them it's really made me think about nature and the importance of it. Emerson and Thoreau helped me in this way by explaining that nature is a necessity in everyday life. Then, the nature walk that my class went on really topped everything off. Now, when i walk through the woods, or any type of nature I will really make sure I take time to observe it and all it beholds.
Nature: all things in the universe; physical world and everything not made by man kind. That is the definition of nature. Nature involves so many aspects that it can't be explained. When my English III class went on our nature walk it was an experience. The whole time I wasn't thinking about the nature but the sweat, slowly making its way down my neck. The sun really shone down on this hot October afternoon. One thing really popped out at me though, this one little leaf. The way the beautiful, orange sun hit this one leaf was breathtaking. As I took a closer look at this leaf I realized that there were multiple little speaks or eggs, of only God knows what. It really made me think about the many things that are going on in nature and in the world; I've never realized it. Normally I just pass by trees, flowers, and every other item in nature and don't think about a thing. Although on this particular excursion I'm so glad I discovered this leaf. Emerson and Thoreau talk about nature a lot and they are so excited about nature. They are compared easily when talking about the wonders of nature (I had to add a thesis).
The authors Emerson and Thoreau talk about nature far to an extent where both of the pieces really appeal me. Emerson believes that only few adults can see nature, and all kids can. I think that's so because adults both young and old are so caught up in everyday life. Without the hussle and bussle of school or work we would notice nature more. However kids on the other hand are carefree. They don't necessarily have to worry about school and definitely don't have to worry about work. Emerson says, "The sun illuminates only the eye of the man, but shines into the eye and the heart of the child." Thoreau also talks about not noticing nature because in his economy section he talks about what all he builds and it seems to me that he didn't have time for anything else. From Thoreau's Solitude section of his writing he says, "Some of my pleasantest hours were during the long rainstorms in the spring or fall, which confined me to the house for the afternoon as well as the forenoon, soothed by their ceaseless roar and pelting; when an early twilight ushered in a long evening in which many thoughts had time to take root and unfold themselves." This quote really made me think. When I read it the first time I thought of just sitting in the rain without a care in the world. Although the second time I read it, I thought a little deeper; I thought of just sitting inside with my family and not doing anything but listening to the rain and talking because of the rain we lack things to do. When Emerson says, "But if a man would be alone, let him look at the stars," Emerson also talks about being alone in nature and elaborating it.
Emerson, Thoreau, and I are a lot of like. Their ideas on nature are alike in many ways. After reading these two essays and elaborating them it's really made me think about nature and the importance of it. Emerson and Thoreau helped me in this way by explaining that nature is a necessity in everyday life. Then, the nature walk that my class went on really topped everything off. Now, when i walk through the woods, or any type of nature I will really make sure I take time to observe it and all it beholds.
My Mission Experience
The Mission Experience
It started off as a hot and muggy Charleston day. Katelyn and I are on our second mission trip with my church. We were thrilled about the week but not about the fact we had to get up at 5:30 am! We put on our work clothes which are matching yellow tank and pink shorts. Eager about the day ahead of us we loaded up the bus (Active Voice-Allieelrod 8/31/07 11:21 AM) and headed for our job site.
Sweat pouring down our faces already; we get (this is an example of one of my being verbs that I had to change.) to the site and meet our site leader, Josh. Strictly, he gives us order on the task that is to be full-filled this week. "Who would like to work on the roof?" Josh said. Excited, Katelyn and I raise our hands, along with others. Walking, carefully(Participle -Allieelrod 8/31/07 11:25 AM) up the ladder we are ready to shingle the roof.
Hot, the dark, black shingles are not easy to cut. Unfortunately, both Katelyn and I get the awful job of cutting them! Katelyn had the hook blade in hand and all was going well. About fifteen minutes into the job I turn away from Kate for not even a second and turn back around to see blood gushing (Absolute-Allieelrod 8/31/07 11:26 AM) from her arm. Terrified I yell loudly for bandages, but that wasn't going to help, stitches are needed.
The Charleston heat is increasing as we bandaged her up for the forty-five minute ride to the hospital. They aren't going to let me go, but she wants me to. All the way there I carefully help her hold her arm up so that her deep wound won't bleed as bad. Slowly making our way into the hospital there wasn't that much of a line. Fifteen to twenty minutes later we go in with the doctor and nurse. The doc took a scarce look at Kate's arm and knew she needed stitches. The nurse diligently works on getting her arm ready for the shots, and the doctor asks questions. Anxious, I wait for the stitches to begin. I have never been in an emergency room, much less an operation room.
The hospital room smell like blood and bandages as the doctor put the three shots on each side of the wound to numb up her arm. Staying strong Katelyn squeezed my hand. Next, came the stitches. I couldn't wait to watch and Kate couldn't wait for them to be over. One by one the nurse and doctor work together to put all seven stitches in my best friend's arm. Within forty-five minutes she is done and free to get the stitches out in two weeks.
Salty, the dry Charleston air (Adjective out of order-Allieelrod 8/31/07 11:27 AM) hit us as we walk out of the chilled hospital, to arrive back at our work site. The story was the best thing to tell to our fellow workers. Sweating, they awed at our exciting adventure. When we go next year, we hope not to have another traumatizing event. And we will always remember July 16th, 2007 as a terrifying but exciting day.
It started off as a hot and muggy Charleston day. Katelyn and I are on our second mission trip with my church. We were thrilled about the week but not about the fact we had to get up at 5:30 am! We put on our work clothes which are matching yellow tank and pink shorts. Eager about the day ahead of us we loaded up the bus (Active Voice-Allieelrod 8/31/07 11:21 AM) and headed for our job site.
Sweat pouring down our faces already; we get (this is an example of one of my being verbs that I had to change.) to the site and meet our site leader, Josh. Strictly, he gives us order on the task that is to be full-filled this week. "Who would like to work on the roof?" Josh said. Excited, Katelyn and I raise our hands, along with others. Walking, carefully(Participle -Allieelrod 8/31/07 11:25 AM) up the ladder we are ready to shingle the roof.
Hot, the dark, black shingles are not easy to cut. Unfortunately, both Katelyn and I get the awful job of cutting them! Katelyn had the hook blade in hand and all was going well. About fifteen minutes into the job I turn away from Kate for not even a second and turn back around to see blood gushing (Absolute-Allieelrod 8/31/07 11:26 AM) from her arm. Terrified I yell loudly for bandages, but that wasn't going to help, stitches are needed.
The Charleston heat is increasing as we bandaged her up for the forty-five minute ride to the hospital. They aren't going to let me go, but she wants me to. All the way there I carefully help her hold her arm up so that her deep wound won't bleed as bad. Slowly making our way into the hospital there wasn't that much of a line. Fifteen to twenty minutes later we go in with the doctor and nurse. The doc took a scarce look at Kate's arm and knew she needed stitches. The nurse diligently works on getting her arm ready for the shots, and the doctor asks questions. Anxious, I wait for the stitches to begin. I have never been in an emergency room, much less an operation room.
The hospital room smell like blood and bandages as the doctor put the three shots on each side of the wound to numb up her arm. Staying strong Katelyn squeezed my hand. Next, came the stitches. I couldn't wait to watch and Kate couldn't wait for them to be over. One by one the nurse and doctor work together to put all seven stitches in my best friend's arm. Within forty-five minutes she is done and free to get the stitches out in two weeks.
Salty, the dry Charleston air (Adjective out of order-Allieelrod 8/31/07 11:27 AM) hit us as we walk out of the chilled hospital, to arrive back at our work site. The story was the best thing to tell to our fellow workers. Sweating, they awed at our exciting adventure. When we go next year, we hope not to have another traumatizing event. And we will always remember July 16th, 2007 as a terrifying but exciting day.
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