Reflection Paper

Everybody has their own methods for writing; however, I believe there is always room for improvement. Chapter 3 in Everyone’s an Author has shown me that writing involves processes that need to be mastered through constant practice. It also revealed helpful tips on how to develop writing processes that can help write effective papers.

On September 6, 2017, I were documented for an incident that involved a University Housing policy violation. I was charged with violating the University Housing Alcohol 1.2 policy. With my violation, came consequences. I met with The Residence Conduct Coordinator to discuss my actions and came to the conclusion that I would have to schedule a meeting with The Campus Alcohol and Drug Education Center (CADEC) and with that, a reflection paper.

To be honest, I have never really enjoyed writing that much. Even though I don't enjoy the activity, years of english classes have made it easier and more bearable for me. In addition these classes have taught me numerous techniques and tips for crafting a fine paper. Even though I have a few good qualities that make me a decent writer, I believe that my greatest one is my ability to plan and structure essays. When I write a larger paper I start with an outline that plans out my introduction, main points, sub-points, and conclusion. This outline helps me organize my thoughts, so when it comes to writing my actual essay the process is faster and my ideas are coherent and easier to understand. Outlining my papers before I write

Going through high school, I would always tell myself that writing papers was the hardest thing possible and that it took a very educated human being to become a writer. As I grew older I started to realize that you could be just an average person and just write anything and it could mean something. I started realizing that I actually enjoyed writing because I could say what I wanted and it felt great to just express myself when doing so. Although I enjoyed it my teachers told me that the formatting was super sloppy and helped me to improve on that. As I go through college I hope to improve on my vocabulary, sentence structure, and formatting in order to become a better writer.

During my first semester attending Auburn University, I took an English Composition class. This course taught me many things not only about necessary writing skills, but also many things about myself. The class also showed me how important it is to research and embrace unfamiliar subcultures and communities. English Composition required me to produce three papers –two of them I am very proud of. Throughout the course of writing each assignment, I developed a connection with the subject matter of each piece. I believe I have learned what is expected of a college level writer. All of the skills I have acquired from this course have molded me into an adequate writer and a well-rounded student.

Considering all of my lessons this semester, my main strength would be modeling the lesson for the students and praising the students with positive reinforcement. I feel as the students remained engaged and they were always willing to participate, which allowed them to meet all of the objectives in my lesson. I was impressed with how well much the students remembered and understood from my lessons. I presented the instruction and goals for the lesson prior to beginning the activity. During the lesson, I frequently asked the students questions in order for the students to remain thinking as well as focused.

My dad and I had a pretty good relationship with each other. We even set up days that we would have a Daddy Daughter Date. I loved to go on those dates with him. We would get all dressed up, me in a fancy dress and him be in a suit and tie. We would always go to a sushi restaurant, because that is the type of food that I loved to eat the most then. He didn’t like sushi as much as me, but for me, he would take us there, every time. After we ate a very fancy dinner, we would hop back in the car, and go to the Saline High School. In there, every month or so, they held a “Daddy Daughter Dance”. I loved to go there with him. All of my friends were there too, even my friend Kellie.

I come from a family of King and Queens. A home where my father owns many acres of land. A dad who knew me before I knew myself. Born knowing that he already knows my beginning and end. A household with a cross above every main entrance, and a family that sleeps with a bible under every pillow. I live in a community of celebration from left to right, where every little thing that happens, will easily spread around. All happening in a household with a vast selection of food, containing spices that can be smelled from miles away. I am from a family of people who are treated wrongly but still treat others right. Our DNA coming from the tropical, overfilled, bold and “The Giant of Africa” Nigeria, with our blood shedding green and white. Yet we reside in this small loving state of Rhode Island.

We all know that there is never that one person that is perfect in life, but we always believe that some people are just born perfect. For example, a person that will never get mad and have patience for everything, or a person that is attractive, or a person who has the most improved educational skills. In contrast, on my daily routines, I take out my anger on every little obstacle that gets in my way. I do not bother to take a step on exercising and procrastinate on schoolwork. This has been a routine in my life that I know I have to stop and do something to change it, but I just leave it aside and ignore it as if it everything was okay. Now that I have been reading The Habit and have been assigned to do a 30-day challenge, I have decided to form goals for myself. I had enough with these problems, and I am willing to create a better lifestyle by being a calmer person, living a healthier lifestyle, and being a better student.

Is death meant to be the end of everything? Or is it the beginning of something new? I worked as a Rescue Scuba Diver in my country. This job made me think a lot about the meaning of death. It doesn't mean that life will become sadness and full of darkness, but it might be the opposite. When we lose someone special in our life is not like losing everything. It might be a new chapter in our life. The first time I saw dead body front of me, I learned that death of a loved one hurts but it makes a person stronger.

It is sunrise yet again, as I begin to do my duties for the day. I begin sweeping the floors of the castle and then proceed to the rest of my routine. Next, I usually make my way out to the farm to collect goods to begin breakfast. Breakfast usually consists of eggs, bread, and some sort of fruit. Usually in these times, fruits were a rarity, however when you are a servant living under the roof of the political unification of Spain, rarities aren’t as rare. While I’m outside, I head to the corner to gather grain to feed the livestock. Recent times have been difficult, because my only son, who is allowed to live in the same quarters as me, has been taken to be a squire. In another area, he learns chivalry, how to handle weapons, and other things necessary for any battles that he may encounter as he ages. Although these duties will be relatively important throughout his life, the education system is not what it should be. If my son were of upper class, he would be learning grammar, proper Latin, rhetoric, and philosophy. This infuriates me because my son did not have control over into which class he was born. If he did, he could be acquiring a mastership, studying in a cathedral school, or attending a higher university when he’s older. In exchange for my son, I have been given the duty of looking over the spinners, weavers, and embroiderers in the workshop that makes Queen Isabella’s medieval clothes. While I do my duties, the King and Queen usually attend different masses and

“The LORD said to Satan, "Very well, then, he is in your hands; but you must spare his life."” Upon hearing this my life was forever changed. I couldn’t understand or comprehend why God, God being all knowing and almighty, would have to make a bet with the devil in the book of Job. God began to lose me after this scripture, I had questions before, but this rocked my core and destroyed any doubt I had in my inquiry. It was in this moment I began on a path that would lead me away from Christianity and to Voodoo.

Matthew 22:37 says, "Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind." Mark Noll emphasizes that Evangelical Christians are not loving God with their minds. Noll shares that if Christians do not become well-informed intellectuals, they will not be able to lead others to Christ. When I reflect on my religious upbringing, I realize how much truth I accepted came from humans, and not from scripture. When people challenged some of my beliefs, I was not able to support myself, because I accepted what I heard as truth. I am thankful that God has showed me the importance of wisdom in my faith.

Every religion has different beliefs. I personally am Catholic, so we believe in some things that other people do not. Since I am Catholic we believe in having Godparents; it is almost like having a second set of parents, but they do not live under the same roof. Having Godparents is like having backup parents. If your parents pass away the Godparents would raise you and take care of you. Godparents are the ones who are supposed to help children understand things about God and their religion. They also make sure children are going down the right path in life. Sometimes I still question: What is the correct path in life? There are a variety of different paths that I could take, but sometimes I do not know which one is the perfect one; this is when my Godparents help me discover which path is the one for me.

Since the beginning of the semester, my writing has changed and evolved to accommodate and sustain longer essays. With longer essays, there is more room for in-depth analysis. Further analyzing a topic has led me to findings that I did not know existed. As I continue to write, I uncover addition and superior methods to approach my writing to the benefit of me and therefore, my audience. Throughout the semester, I have incorporated techniques to further my narrative throughout my writing.