My Writing History

As a boy growing up in Redlands , CA. education didn't seem very important to the big picture in life. I was too consumed with the daily rigors of a California teenager. My parents did little to give me guidance in my schooling and choices involving education decisions.

I was not forced by my parents to read or write much as a adolescent. Had my parents been a little more controlling when I was younger , I may not be in the predicament that I'm in as of late.I'm nearly thirty seven years old and still trying to complete a Criminal Justice degree, I started when I was eighteen.My current grades are not as poignant as I would like them to be. My reading and writing abilities leave a great deal to be desired.

While in high school there was a tremendous step up from what I had written in the preceding years.

In my Sophomore year, my writing was put to the ultimate test by Mr. Lopez. The papers for Mr. Lopez class were a far cry from the years before. I'd say that was the main thing that improved my papers was the expectations of Mr. Lopez. Before enrolling in Mr. Lopez class, the way I wrote was just straight to paper. I did not use outlines or brainstorming. After I had learned the writing process, my compositions had a more refined appearance.

In my Junior year, Mrs. Blankenship was my instructor and her teaching style was different which captivated many, but perplexed me! I did not understand what she felt was necessary in a paper to receive an appropriate grade. At that particular time, I felt as if my writing was being bound by certain requirements and I did not want my writing to suffer...