MY LEARNING FALL AND RISE finals essay

When I first walked into this class, I was nervous I did not now anyone except for Denisse, I kind of knew some people like Karina, flor, and Lisbeth from previous classes. Before I got to class, I meet up with Denisse and she told me everything about your class and how she did in that class she wasn’t nervous but I was, since I didn’t really know anyone I sat in the corner and continued with my journal.

In this course I have learned so much. I learned or know what a blog is. I learned how to ask for help. You taught how to now your value, work at your time, making time for school, like not procrastinating. One of my favorite times with this class is when you tell stories about you. I have seen how I kind of stopped procrastinating because one because of your saying and influences and another is the blogs and journal kind of prepare me or test me.

During this course we have read variety of different things. The pedestrian was one of them that kind of inspired, how It tells how technology is going to effect or impact the world. I also like KNOW YOUR RIGHTS, and THE RIGHT TO YOUR OPINION. I like the poem of Richard cory because it says how Richard cory seemed fine but I reality he is a suicidal in the text says “went home and put a bullet through his head” I kind of surprised me that he killed himself.

I don’t really have a favorite blog because I procrastinated but in the next semester, I will have more blogs up. But if I had a blog to choose it would be the self-reliance, because I really like that topic about when people start to doubt themselves when they shouldn’t. I feel like I could do better in my blogs. I have so many blogs as drafts because it’s some stories I typed for my blog but its off class topic

I have had so many memories in this semester. One is writing on my journal. Another is reading the poems. Listening to great stories. Talking to some people. I hope to do more in the upcoming semester being more active and prepared.

How did i do

today was my interview how did i do

ON SELF-RELIANCE PART 3

A lot of people feel left out or feel like they dont belong in this world, yea i could sometimes relate. People feel that way because they dont have anyone to be with or feel like they will get rejected for evreything they do. A lot of people do what other people tell them to do but whatever you do their still going to judge. People feel rejeted, different, hated, and unwanted. All i can say is were not different from one another we all bleed the same color people shouldnt feel this way.

ON SELF-RELIANCE PART 2

• to know that youre doing good you have to say your doing good
• put effort and attention 
• work smarter not harder
• try your best 

  Emerson addresses many things that are apparent in our lives as to what was apart of everyday lives 178 years ago.

LET ME WALK YOU THROUGH THE PEDESTRIAN

In the pedestrain ray brad bury tells a story of leonard meade. leonardo meade stepping out for his usual evening pastime, taking a walk. He lives alone with no family have never married. The nighttime walks are a way for him to fill his time. It comes as a shock for him becuase in ten years of his walks he had never encountered another person the streets were dark and silent and empty. 

FIRST IMPRESSION OF A DREAM

My first impression on a dream was that i thought a nightmare or a dream I dreamed would come true or become real. I used to think they were signs of telling something good would happen or something bad. I used to live in a fantasy world I thought I could make my dreams come true.

ESSAY Mr Goodman Brown

   In the story in Mr. Goodman it is trying to tell that some dreams or nightmares can be real or feel real.  That a lot of good people can have dark side or past nightmares that can feel real. Everything brown witness was real, a figment of his imagination, and something conjured evil, the man to walk alone in the dark crying. I said this because in the story it says “there might be a devilish Indian behind every tree. I also noticed how they tried to symbolize the the pink robins which meant appearance and reality.