By: Karen Cruz
PERIOD 2
4-19-10

Final

I’ve grown as a writer by writing and keep on writing. I have had always written stories since I was young. When I was little I would imagine stories and I would put those ideas to paper. I can’t really say that it was this class that I’ve gotten better. I think it was all me.
I consider my self a passionate writer because just not in class I have written essay or stories. When I get home I write what I’m interested in. Two years ago the topic I was so into was about Egyptian, then last year it was Hindu people, couple of month ago it was horror and now it is all about religion. Buddhism is so interesting and this other religion that Hindu people believe in like Shiva. The guy with many hands and has a son with an elephant face.
I got to admit that some of the class works had work on my grammar. My evidence are that the reflections, the double entry journals, essay, and specially the time I worked with Fred. I learn a lot about writing screen plays and hopefully I could study that in collage. I didn’t know much about that, but ever since I was introduce to that career I am really interested.
Ever since I was introduce into screen plays I have looked up university about anything that has to do with career in screen plays. With all the university the one that stand out more to me was the university of the arts. I called to get info about the university of the arts and I got an awesome booklet. That university has very good programs and they have field trips to different parts of the world. I saw the pictures of the field trips and loved the idea of going to England, liver pool where they went to the “New magical the Beatles story experience,” because like every one knows I’m obsessed with The Beatles.
What I think was the most memorable in this class was when Fred came to class and taught us. I also think that the times that we saw a movies and did are Carnell notes was memorable because we hardly did that kind of work in class. I also like when we would write essay because some of them were personal experiences.
What I least liked was the literature circles and the tests. I felt that the literature circle was pain. I felt it got my lazier because I really didn’t want to do it. What I mostly hated the time when we had to do literature circles with topics from the books. The stories in our books sucked. It would be most interesting doing something unexpected like about safe sex or kidnapping tourist that are women to drug them and be sold for sexual pleasure or about American soldier that are kidnapped, and video taped while being torture to get information by terrorists.
I really never had the thought of wanting to go to collage or doing anything in life because nothing had inspired me. I remember when I was smaller in 4th grade when I use to live in Iowa, Storm Lake, I would not just write, I would also draw and fill my room with many picture, but I came back to Los Angeles. I changed. I stop drawing. I guess I lost inspiration. I felt I lost my incense after watching lots of corruption in school and I think I became like them.