Daniels 1 Khyne Daniels Miss E.

ENGL 1101-062 30 September 2013 No One Writes Better Than Me: A Personal Literacy Narrative As a child, the soul is at its purest state. It is untouched and unmolested by the outside forces of society. Children live life with an unclear sense of what is right or wrong because it has not been taught to them yet. True writing is the untold story your soul is trying to tell. In my life I pride myself on being the best person I can be and showing it through my writing. Since I was in grade school, writing has always been a major part of my life. Alright class, go put your book bags in your cubby so we can get ready for class. After hearing these words from Mrs. Nelon, I run to my 10ft tall, snow-white cubby, and toss my backpack into it. I am so eager to learn and it is showing on my face as I sit down beside my best friends on the rainbow carpet staring at the chalkboard. Todays lesson is going to be on writing paragraphs class. The room is filled with Ooosssss and Ahhhhs from students. As I sit in silence I begin to sing my ABC song in my head. A B C D E F G so on and so forth. How many of you all can write me 5 sentences about what you did this morning? Gazing around the room I see only two little hands raised in the air other than mine. I was a little confused at the time as to why others didnt have their hands raised. Then it hit me, not everyone had the same academic influences as I did at home. My mother would take any opportunity she could to give me a lesson in reading and writing. Her famous words were boy if you cant read or write you cant survive in this world.

Daniels 2 Dunkupppp! I get hit in the back of the noggin with a box of crayons I snapped back to reality. Class grab your notebooks and a pencil and write me a story of the things you did this morning. Is this too much detail or not enough? Is this considered fluff or just describing the scene in time I am in? From the very first time Mrs. Nelon came over to my desk and read my story, we had an instant connection. She treated me as her own child, always watching over me and making sure I was working to my best ability. One distinct memory I have from having her as my teacher was as a class, we composed a childrens book telling about our best friends. To our surprise she had a special friend that was in the publishing business. So we all became published authors at the age of 8. At Christmas time each student received his or her own copy of the book. Thank you so much Mrs. Nelon, I really appreciate it. This is so cool! Middle school was about to be a whole different experience compared to the tight knit class I was coming from. Coming into middle school I vividly remember sitting in Mrs. Gores classroom day after day being forced to write a different type of writing each few weeks giving a broad prospective of the vast types of writing there were in the world. Mrs. Gore was one of my moms most influential teachers growing up so I always had to excel past her expectations she had set for the other students. Making friends was always easy for me to do. I met one of my closet friends into middle school. Abby Perry took me under her wing and made sure I stayed on top of my papers that were due and adding higher-level vocabulary words to my assignments to make them sound better. She never complained when I asked her to help me. Hey Abby, whenever my mom finishes editing my paper can I send it to you to check?

Daniels 3 Of course I will. What would you do without me? I dont know probably fail! Thank you though! She has been a big influence on my writing style. Ive always been a fan of using my resources to my best advantage. In Mrs. Gores class we had to complete a notebook called an inscriptions journal to pass the class. It was filled with all the assignments we composed through out the year, typed neatly with no errors, and put into page protectors to last. For two years I worked to improve my writing skills and expand my vocabulary. I had no idea that the five paragraph essays would become my go to format until I hit high school. In each English class I practiced it over and over, trying to prepare to pass the writing test and AP exams. Although the topics in the essays changed, each one was in the same way. You will have to write three essays in two hours. You choose which order you write them, but you have to completely explain your point and make sure you are on topic to receive credit. Mrs. Clemmons always tried to intimidate us out about things but this time she was not kidding. If we couldnt pass these tests we could not go onto the next grade. I was taught different writing strategies such as taking five or ten minutes to plan out what you want to say in the beginning rather than getting stuck in the third paragraph and not knowing what to say. The more time we spent practicing writing, the better I felt. Although they were boring and dull, it taught us to manage our time when writing and get our point across without using a lot of fluff.

Daniels 4 After successfully passing my tenth grade writing test and my AP exams going back and thanking Mrs. Clemmons for being as tough as she was on me because it paid off. She would say, Khyne this isnt good enough tear it up Go write it again and put more of your soul into it. After hearing those words time and time again, it started to stick with me that no matter what the assignment you have to write, it is a necessity to put your voice into it. Writing is more than just words on a paper; it puts your thoughts and feelings onto paper. Every thing I write now, I think back in the memories of my school days that shaped me into the writer I am today. I may not use the most extravagant vocabulary, or construct sentence that are on a complex level, but I put soul into each and every work of writing I put my name on and that is enough satisfaction in itself for me.