I do not write because I am not a good writer. I like to keep my thoughts short, simple, and to the point. When I express my feelings it usually only takes a couple of sentences for me to reveal my thoughts. If there’s a requirement, for instance, I’m given an assignment that must have 700 words; I would wreck my brain trying to meet the standards. It’s just too much pressure for me. Even now, this assignment requires 300 words and I’m having so much trouble trying to get there. If it was up to me, the standards would be two sentences. I have a very hard time elaborating on subjects especially if it’s a subject that I’m not interested in. It causes me to repeat myself in more ways than one. Playing around with words is also a pet peeve of mine. It gives me a headache and a serious case of writers block. I’ve always got good grades in my past English classes; however, it was not at all easy. In the process of doing a major paper, I always feel as if I’m under stress. The challenge only makes me dislike writing even more. When I was younger, writing was one of my most favorite hobbies. I would write about any and everything. If I was bored, I would write. If I was happy, I would write. If I was angry, I would write. But as the years go on and the expectations of my writing increased, I write less and less every year.
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It should not matter what children read. As long as the material is noot vulgar and the child is not sitting in front of a video game. America advises children to read books before they watch TV but when the deed is being done, Harold Bloom has something negative to day about it. He believes that reading J.K. Rowling’s boks only prepares children for reading Stephen King’s books and to Bloom these two authors “just can’t write”. Although Bloom is passionate about this claim, where is the evidence to support it? Are there any statistics that show that children who read J.K. Rowling go on to only read Stephen King? Until this man can provide a percentage rate, I am not convinced. I personally have read three of Rowling’s books when i was younger and i have not yet to pick up a book by Stephen King and either do i plan to do so. So his beliefs can not possibly pertain to everyone.Parents should not discourage thier children from reading Rowling’s books. If they were to do so one of two things could happen;the child is not going to read anything or the child is going to sneek and read the book anyway. Todays youth is blinded by the internet and video games and the fact that a child is even thinking about picking up a book should be praised. It should not make a difference wheather the author is J.K. Rowling or Stephen King or Edgar Allan Poe.
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I dance to explore the world. I dance to release stress. I dance withh grace and style. I dance for joy. I dance when my heart is broken. I dance to see clearly. I dance for health purposes. I dance because it’s my talent. I dance to live. I dance because it makes me feel like I have no worries. I dance to cleanse my soul. I dance so that I can express my feelings. I dance to better understand different cultures. I dance because dancing is healing. I dance because it compliments me. I dance with others who enjoy it. I dance in anger. I dance for happiness. I dance for excitement. I dance to celebrate special occassions. I dance to overcome my fears. I dance because it soothes my pain. I dance to entertain and to be entertained. I dance for daily exercise. I dance to have a peace of mind. I dance with no regrets. I dance for the people I love. I dance to speak my mind. I dance to show love. I dance to show respect. I dance to have fun. I dance to feel beautiful. I dance because dancing is beautiful. I dance because it’s calming and relaxing. I dance to propose a statement. I dance when I’m depressed. I dance to break out of being shy and timid. I dance with my family. I dance with my froends. I dance because I love dancing.
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I am lying in my boyfriend’s bed. It’s four in the morning in the middle of November and I have the urge to pee. I had been feeling weird all day and I bought a pregnancy test just to see if that was the problem. So here was my chance to find out what was the matter with me. After ten minutes, the two pink lines showed me that there was a human being growing inside of ne. before I tell anyone the news, the question lies I my head,” do I keep this life or do I terminate it?” I walk into the bedroom where my boyfriend, Lawrence, is sleeping peacefully. I wake him up, show him the test, and a smile instantly comes across his face. He had wanted to have a family with me for about four years and now here was his chance. He says to me,” we’ll talk about this in the morning”, turns over and goes back to sleep. As excited as he was, I was still unsure about my pregnancy. If I kept my baby, my life as a teen would have deceased. Being on the go and living life with no worries would no longer exist. My life would revolve around my child first and I second. However, if I had gotten an abortion I would’ve had a heavy guilt on my heart and I wasn’t sure if I could handle it. So on July 12, 2009 I brought a seven pound, six ounce baby girl into this world. For the two months that she’s been here she’s taught me that life has no time for procrastinators. Since my daughter was born I’ve gotten rid of my childish ways. I am completely satisfied with the decision that I made.
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Every day I ask myself,” who am I?”, and every day the answer is the same. I’m an overly patient, sensitive, and timid young lady who still has a lot to learn about life. Also, I’m very selfless. I think of others and their feelings before I think of my own. Actually it happens so much that I never get a chance to think of myself. I wish I could shake this habit for the simple fact that it only results in me being walked all over. My mother always told me not to be selfish but if you don’t think about yourself, no one else will. To this day life has proven to me that my mother’s theory is right. I look back on my life and see mistakes that I’ve made that could’ve been corrected only if I had thought about my own feelings. But I see myself molding into the person that I want to be and not what others want me to be. The problem that I have is I care a little too much about other people feelings that I end up blocking out my own. I must start doing things for me as oppose of worrying about what others may think if I did so. I want to be an emotionally strong women and I want to learn to not be afraid to express my feelings. I believe deleting my timid ways will help me reach my goal. Then I ask myself the next question,” How will I do this?” To answer this question I just simply put my name in the place of whoever else name was there first. Add my own thoughts and feelings and eliminate everything else. This way for once in my life, I will be considering myself and putting a smile on my face.
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My name is Ja-Me’s, its pronounced Jay-mees. I was born and raised in Norfolk, Va. I’m the second youngest of four and i have a daughter of my own. I’m a licensed cosmetologist at a beauty salon called Virginia-Carolina. So anybody who wants a new look come talk to me lol:-). My major here at TCC is medical sonography. Although it has nothing to do with hair I find it very interesting. Sometimes i feel like i have a strong case of Attention Defisiste Disorder ( ADD) because I can’t seem to stay focused on one interest for very long.
