Essays on essays

Today was overall pretty good.

Rama usually wakes up at like 6 every morning so I decided to try out his strategy. So, I woke up earlier than usual at 6:40 and I read my very fascinating sociology book. Productive mornings you see? 

In English, first, the teacher gave us a PPT presentation on some tips for writing an essay. 

Then, we had an overview of the rubric for the end unit essay coming up next week. It's a three-paragraph essay where we have to skillfully analyze how the main character develops over the 5 stages in the story in a coherent, organized manner. Oh, there's also style points so we gotta pump up that pizzazz. Jeez, I love that word. Pizzazz - An attractive combination of vitality and glamour. Look, even the definition sounds fancy. 

After going over the rubric we needed to fill out this worksheet that is supposed to aid us in writing the essay. However, as I thought I was almost done with it, the teacher enters my document and tells me I need to shorten my answer to one sentence. One sentence? Damn, that's hard. I spent the rest of the class trying to figure it out too. 

Then we get to Spanish. This was a very weird class today. Why? Hmm well, the teacher had us start the Spanish essay today. Actually, she gave us some of the SAME tips I just heard in English sigh. Only in a different language. Ah right, the essay is on what we want to do in the future. 

It's a personal essay. And I don't like writing personal topics in academic essays. I mean I'm fine doing it on my blog. But when it's for points and a grade... the pressure just goes up. It's like...if I get a bad grade on the essay for my future, does that mean I have a bad future? Perhaps that's a bit hyperbolical but you get the gist of it. 

The thing is, the prompt asks for what we wish to do with our lives. And, freshmen in high school just don't have the ability to answer that accurately yet. There are still tons of fluctuating factors that could influence our future. I guess I COULD make something up and not write what I actually would write but then I have a feeling it'll turn out soulless and dull. Resulting in a lousy grade probably. So it's a lose-lose situation in my perspective. 

Then it was even worse when she said we needed to tell her what we wanted to do right there, right at that moment in front of the whole class. She put me on the spot there since I'm first on the alphabetical list and all I could do was say "I don't know yet". Four kids after me did the same. 

Thus, she decided to start from the bottom of the list. Rama is up first then. Lucky for him, Rama has his career thought out already. He wants to become a medical doctor. Um, I believe one other kid also said the same thing. 

Then slowly from there on, more and more kids came up with answers to the problem. There were musicians, filmmakers, actors. As you can see, these kids are no longer the little children running around the playground with the largest dreams anymore. There weren't any astronauts, there weren't any pirates, there weren't any kings. I guess it's within the process of life. Sigh, "nothing gold can stay" as poet Robert Frost once wrote. In the end, I decided to roll with business. Something related to business. That's what I would think right now anyway. There's still a long way to go. 

History was no fun. Just a whole bunch of notes and then reviewing the notes. Migration theories, agriculture, civilization, Archaics, Arawak, Igneri, Pre-Taino, Taino, etc. That took up the whole class. 

Ah yes, I also got a haircut after school. It's not super tall anymore LOL. Yup, well I'll be going now then. Good night!