Okay...So finally, something i can actually talk about...WRITING! Omg, I love writing. But i do admit, at the beginning of the 8Th grade school year, I SUCKED at writing, like responses for tests and such. I mean c'mon. HOW BORINNGGGG is that. I guess because it was such a big SNOOZE for me, i wasn't really putting any effort into it. I now realize that it was very important to my learning, but then, I just wanted to get it over with.
This year was a bit different for me because I was introduced to a class named "
Communication Arts" which is taught by both of our schools humanities teachers; Sholcker[: .
(LMFAO] But my teacher was Ms. Shah. In the beggining of the year, it was all about yah' know test prep and whatever. And then we started into poetry. Something I was never really good at. And frankly, something i was NOT looking forward to.
So one day, Im sitting in my kitchen and my grandmother is making my favorite dinner ever...pork chops with rice and beans. And I come up with some stupid rap about how it smelled like puerto rico, and it looked like the slums and stuff like that. AND I HAD A SUDDEN EPIFANY!
"Ghee, wow i mean, if i can write 4pages, about how my grandmas cooking stikes up so many thoughts in my head...i can do any thing!"
So i got my notebook, and i wrote about how much i missed my mom, and how mr.locker looks like a cat, and how all the teachers probably live in a cave. And i realized that this could take me somewhere, and i can actually do something with this. So i started writing, and writing, and little by little my progress started to astonish people. Including myself. It was crazy how so many emotions and feelings can all go on one peice of paper and TELL people whats been in your head. It was crazy to me.
One of the poems, that have driven me to really push myself in writing poems was this one called "P.O.W." Writen by none other then Alicia Keys. One of the more powerful lines in her poem, that REALLY stood out to me was
"Mosly I only say what you wanna hear, could you take it if i came clear? Or would you rather see me...STONED on a drug, of complacency and compromise?"
That line really stands out to me and tells me something powerful. Because when you hear the word "drug" you imediatly think of "stoned" or "high" but shes using this word as an example. An example of how quiet and scared she is of what may happen if she were to stay quiet any longer.
I think that i have really grown, as a reader and a writing in the 8th grade. Being able to read what other people have to say and what they feel, has made me an overall better writer because i would get to inorperate all of those skills that people use and more to make my writing the best that it can be. [:
ts life without beinq STARED at as you read... And Steppin on little 6th graders in the hall?!
sosoososo look it here, look it here....something i can really write bout..hehe Writingg. Writing is like ma 4th bestfriend (lol) anywhoo.. but yea i really enjoy writing lets me release all of my thoughts or feelings that i have. When it comes to Humanities my writing skills really improved since 7th grade i will say i sucked at writtinq like no lie. Writing for me now is kind of hard still because you learn new ways on ho w to write an essay and stuff like that. When Mr.LOcker showed us how to do the DBQ it help us (me)very much on how to
Arts at 1st i was like what the hell is Cum. Arts but when we had the class i fell in love lol i will have to say that its my most favorite class out of all my classes. Why i say that you ask? well heres why>> its cause ever since we had Ms.Shah's class it seems like we have been closer as a class of 8O2 meaning we stick together. Not only that though we do alot of poetry in our class soo that gives us a chance 2 express our true feelings our whats going on in our lifes just by putting it in different words.
..like i was saying i was making a mini rap on how ma baby cousin is a pain in ma anus and how my big cousin is annoying lol u should hear it one day...sooo yea thats when i knew i had the passion to do any kind of poem i wanted to.
which was "A Child Called It" by Dave Pelzer when i read thix 
book it really mad me say wow and cry and just wanted 2 beat the mother but thats a different story...Ever since i read this book i found myself reading alot of Drama and Fantasy and alot of Gangster books like "Tyrell" by Goe Booth and "Torn " by Keisha Ervin and also i'm into poetry books.
Communication Arts" which is taught by both of our schools humanities teachers; Sholcker[: .
(LMFAO] But my teacher was Ms. Shah. In the beggining of the year, it was all about yah' know test prep and whatever. And then we started into poetry. Something I was never really good at. And frankly, something i was NOT looking forward to.
That line really stands out to me and tells me something powerful. Because when you hear the word "drug" you imediatly think of "stoned" or "high" but shes using this word as an example. An example of how quiet and scared she is of what may happen if she were to stay quiet any longer.
"Pop Princess" by Rachel Cohn. This book is about a young girl that works at the local DQ. She's sweeping up the floor when a big shot record producer walks in for a vanilla cone. He hears her angelic voice and decides to hire her to record a few tracks. Then all of a sudden, BOOM BOOM POW! She's your modern day Hannah Montana. How flippin' awesome is that?! I know this doesn't seem interesting now...but trust me, this book is AMAZING! They're were very few books that have really spoken to me. In fact, there was one every year of my middle school life. "Star Girl" By: Jerry Spinelli in the 6th grade, "Pop Princess" By:Rachel Cohn in the 7th and "Persepolis" 
By:Marjane Satrapi. All of these books have spoken to me in a different way. They have all helped me grow as a reader and changed my view on books that may look different, but have almost the same story to tell.
