Activity

                          Apart from all the eyes staring at me as I walk into the classroom; I see pencils squiggling onto paper.  As they are writing away, I am thinking, “What is the topic and what do I write about?  What thoughts/ideas were supposed to escape on this piece of paper?”  I do not know exactly but what I do know is that my mind was preoccupied with another subject.  Mostly with confusion suffocating my head, I was able to write about a topic.  After several minutes going by, Mr. Sweeney would repeat the same question over and over again, “If you think you are done… think about this, Why and what did I leave out and jot it down.”  Although the repetition was helpful, I was in my own world writing down anything and everything that came to mind.  My paper was filled by the time class was over.  This exercise/activity cleared my head for a little bit and helped me get through my day.  This was probably one of the best activities we have done so far.  I did not have to do anything but sit and think.   Sometimes it is good to get the things on your mind out.  Hopefully we will have this activity again.  

Thoughts.......

                         This all begins with last night.  While my roomie and I were watching the Grammies we were also occupied with finishing our rough draft for English.  The rough draft was due the very next day; meaning we had an all-nighter.  You can imagine what we felt like after being awake until two in the morning.  Being in class was a drag; strolling in with our assignments in our hand.  As we sit, Mr. Sweeney tells us to get into our grammar schmammar groups.  We separate and find our partners and he starts explaining what it is we do with our essays.  He announced that we present our essay to our groups and gather feed-back from one another.  As the speaker reads their essay, the other members gather information and give assistance for the speaker.  Well, Mr. Sweeney was invited into our group for his advice and intelligence.  He brought up worthy arguments and recommendations to help us become unique and respectable writers.  As he inputted his opinion, all of our thoughts and ideas were spilling out into words.  After several ideas time was up and it was time to go.  Class might have been over but my mind was flowing with thoughts and suggestions on what else to write about in my essay.    

Blogs???

                       
                         Today in class, group three was scheduled to present their grammar shmammar. They were discussing the difference between “They’re, Their, and There”.  I do not know how people could get these three simple words mixed up.  I am not complaining; the clarification is beneficial to others and for others it is just another simple day.  In addition to this stress-free class, we were asked what we really thought about blogs.  Well, I did not do a lot of thinking but wrote something down that I thought was short and sweet.  What I really think about these blogs is that they are helpful in some ways of writing, socializing, and getting to know people and their views or beliefs.  What I do not approve of is that we have to do this weekly.  Why can’t we compromise and type blogs every other week?  For some people, they do not have time or they have other important stuff to do.  For example:  Studying for a huge test the next day or may have quizzes and test every day that week.  It is hard sometimes to keep up and remember how many posts or comments you have left.  We should talk about this in class and see what Mr. Sweeney thinks.  The worst reply you can get is a no.  What is the harm in asking?  

Feelings

                   Due to being ill, returning to class made me feel one hundred percent better.  Listening and watching Mr. Sweeney bring life to the classroom brought me happiness and laughter.  His witty comments and hysterical actions opened my eyes wider.  I was the happy-go-lucky child in the family; no matter what situation a smile was imprinted on my face at all times.  Lately, my mood and happiness has been lost.  My feelings are never the constant anymore.  I guess it is me as a young adult blooming into a woman or realizing this is a cruel world that we live in; but who really knows?  In this life we cannot go back and change time.  We have to stick with what we made ourselves out to be and move forward from there.  Do not be the person that everybody is stereotyping or is acknowledging you by.  Be unique and build a new you.  I see little toddlers and children not worried about what anybody thinks or perceives them to be. We all have our childhood moments and memories to look back on and I guess that is why I always see Mr. Sweeney with a smile and a positive attitude.  His courageous personality tells me he does not worry or have a care in the world about other people’s perception.