Friday, July 20, 2012
Reflection
What a journey this has been. I have felt like crying some days and some days I tell myself I have this, I can do this. I enjoy writing but it still doesn't come easy to me. I struggle with coming up with things to write about. I struggle with finding the right words to make it interesting. I want to succeed in school so much. I have so much riding on this. I want to make a better future for my family. English was the one subject that I didn't like the thought of taking. That and a communication class will be the worst for me. I am so terribly shy that it will probably kill me when I have to take that class. I feel that I have received a lot of information over the last eight weeks and that it will take a lot of time for me to still process it and learn how to use it. I am not sure I have grown that much as a writer in this little bit of time. I wish that is was easier for me to process. I love reading other peoples writing. I have noticed a change in some of my classmates writing that was quiet good. Blogging was an interesting part of this class. I found a couple of the other students blogs very interesting and liked to keep checking them frequently to see their writings. We had some very descriptive writers in the class. I enjoyed hearing about all the other parents that are striving for the same things as me in life. I did enjoy blogging about the days thoughts and what was going on in life. I have so much going on right now and tried not to talk about anything too personal. But it was nice to get it out there everyday. I have friends who blog about life regularly and they make it so vivid and keep you wanting to hear the next little story about their life and how things are in their cozy but chaotic life. One day I hope to write the same way. I might just keep the blogging going. It was fun. I am happy to finally be down to our last week. I am ready for a short break before the fall semester starts. My daughter just doesn't understand why mommy can't play all day. It makes me sad to tell her mommy will play later or hold on. But soon she and I will both be in school and I am so excited for her to start a new journey. She is my joy in life. It's been interesting is all I can say for sure about this class. I'm glad to have made it through with no breakdowns. Ok well just a few, but I made it. Thank you, Ms. A., for the experience.
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Where do I begin? This is a very nice reflection. You have changed as a writer and as a thinker this semester. You might be surprised to find that writing does not come easily to me as well...maybe that's why writing works for me and I suspect works for you even if you don't yet see it. Keep writing and reading.
ReplyDeleteA side note...I was in graduate school when my child was young, but did not want to sacrifice being a mother. I adopted Libby's schedule as my own. After classes each day and her preschool, I was her mother. We went to bed early as toddlers do and I would awaken at 4am to work a few hours before her. It worked out great; although she is in high school now and thinks school was a breeze for me. :)
~Ms. A.