Anne Springfield
I have never been a writer. In fifth grade my English teacher specifically told me so with a bright red pen. She continued to confirm this statement with a "D" on my book report essay. Fifth grade! Nobody got a "'D" in fifth grade! I was convinced for the next eight years that I would never write anything worth reading.
This essay was the final essay we wrote in our GWRIT 102D class, and I wanted to explore a different writing style. I had finally developed some confidence in my writing and ideas, and I wanted to take advantage of it.
The hardest part of the process was coming up with an idea
in which I could relate history to a non-historical event. Once I had
the idea, the first draft came out easily, but the conclusion really had
me troubled. I brought what I had in for the peer workshop and received
some helpful ideas that lent me some inspiration. I went back to my room
and just free wrote for about an hour. By the time I was done, I had four
different conclusions. I wanted something powerful to conclude the paper,
something that made the reader just stop and think. From the four conclusions
I had, I picked out the ideas I liked and organized them into a conclusion
I was really proud of. I though the conclusion tied up the essay nicely
by bringing all the aspects of the italics, personal stories and history
together without compromising the power of the essay.
