The Conclusion

I never thought this day would arrive... but it's here! My last blog! Yes! Well it wasn't too bad but I didn't get much of a kick out of it either. Since i'm honestly a not very deep person, I didn't find any deep meanings to connect all my posts, but I always tried to make them light hearted and different so you might have a little fun reading mine :D. I did realize when I wrote, I related a lot of things to my parents or previous experiences where I had learned something. I learned a lot since writing my first blog about the blog intro and My Boo Radley. I think I went from writing about myself and other stories to including other things and going a little bit deeper. This year I learned a lot about finding the meaning and I tried to incoorperate that in my blogs (even though i'm not a very deep person). It amused me reading over my blogs just seeing how I developed as a writer just in these blogs. At the beginning of the year I truly dreaded the whole blog thing, but as I got better and more accustomed to it, it became a lot easier. In my first blog I said, "I think English is really important in your student school career to learn and appreciate the language we speak and to learn about famous writers and their novels." I realize now that english isn't just sitting through a class and learning about writers and novels, it's about exploring them and finding the roots of what they mean't. I liked reading through all my posts because I remember and recall every word I wrote. This quote by Maya Angelou summarizes my blog and english experience, "Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with deeper meaning."

Projects

My favorite project that we did was the project on the book Slaughterhouse 5 back in the beginning of the year. The reason I liked this one so much was because of the poster I created. This might be one of the only projects I have done that I enjoyed doing. Assembling and drawing everything was actually enjoyable.

One thing I used on the project were actually bullet casings and bullets that I glued on to symbolize the war part of the story. It was fun to be able to use bullets from guns on a school poster, (since that doesn't happen to often). It was the best book I have read all year which made the project not too bad either.

Poetry In My Life

Well, to be honest with you Mrs. Gilman, poetry and I have never been too great of friends. But since I must write something about it then I guess I will. Since I never read poetry, the only thing I remember that has to do with it was in 3rd grade at Pioneer Elementary. I recall that I was placed in this smart kid class because obviously i'm super duper smart :D. Anyways, one of the things we had to do in that class was write Haiku poetry. For some reason this kind of got attached to me (don't get me wrong, this was a one time thing), but I actually enjoyed writing it.

The rules were that it had to be 5 syllables, then 7, then 5 again. The difficulty in this just kind of caught onto me. I would write about my pets, or my sports, or just about anything that ran through my head when I was writing. At one point I think I even wrote one about giraffes... I still believe I have that one in my house somewhere too.

My mom saved a lot of the poems I wrote but she says she can't find them. Thinking about it now, I think it would be interesting to go back and read some of the ones that I wrote. Thinking about it now i'm glad in a way that I wrote them and had interest in poetry back then because it obviously had a impact on me if I can remember details about it clearly from all the way back then.

When I hear the word "poetry" now I think of boringness. I'm less interested than I was back then and I find other better things to do. To me poetry is something that is just there, not something I necessarily care about.