Final Act: Reflection

I remember the first day of class so clearly. I was scratching my face, when Ms. Thompson called on me to answer a question. I was so surprised and froze for a couple of seconds. To sum it all up, the rest of the summer session is pretty much like the first day; full of surprises. When I first found out the course was going to be taught through a book of key words, and the essays in blog format, I did not know how to react. I was often frustrated at the keywords that we had to read, and often found it difficult to participate in class. The blogs, I thought they were relatively easy to write, until i found out I was not writing it correctly. So as the third week of the quarter approached, I had to find a way to climb back to a better standing grade wise. This was not easy at all. It was still difficult for me to fully engulf myself in the class discussions, but every once in a while I was able to throw in my understandings and opinions on the topics. To aid my quietness in the classroom, I commented on more blogs than usual. By doing so, I was also able to draw ideas from fellow classmates to help improve my own essays. Blogging seems like a easy task, but it is not the case in this class. I struggled tremendously on almost every blog, sometimes spending 4-5 hours on one assignment. At the end of each week, I would anxiously wait for Ms Thompson's comment on my blog. To see her approval by my improvements week after week, not only was I able to sleep better but it made me feel accomplished.

This class is a unorthodox environment for me, and I am glad I stuck to it. This is the first time where I felt I learned something from an English class and not just have to worry about my grades. In the end, good job Ms T.! You've done a great job!