Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Reflection

Many days I did not want to do this blog. I thought that how could this stupid blog help me out in English. I know now that it has helped me out in more ways then I ever thought possible. I learned that I like writing but hate writing research paper. But hey no surprise there. My blog has a collection of poems, research paper, painting, and a short essay. I feel like I did well on all of them except for the research paper.
The research paper was about the Jewish people and their struggle during the Holocaust. It took forever for the finished product. I do not think that my paper was well written and I really think it is because I just did not want to do it. I am just glad that I did it and it is over.
My I am from poem was my favorite project that I did. I really liked it because it showed who I am and it seemed to surprise everyone. No one thought I could feel the way I do about myself and my life. I have to say this was the best English project I have ever done.
My next poem is called "Feeling Alone". It is about the Jewish people questioning everything in their life even their God. I got the idea from the movie we watched. It is how I would feel if I would have lived during the Holocaust. I would feel scared and alone.
The painting was a fun thing to do. At first I did not know what I was going to do, but then I got the idea to made a picture of a faceless victims. Many people that died during the Holocaust their names and stories are forgotten. This would have been my second favorite project.
Last was the short essay which was over forgiveness. I learned that you have to forgive to move on with your life. I think that this was a life lesson that many people need to learn about. I thought that this essay was impossible because all of the rules attached to it.
Overall I have to say I enjoyed blogging and feel like I learned a lot. I feel like we could have gone into a little more detail with the research paper. I might be lost at college when I have to write one. I really like the class and I am going to miss having you as our teacher.

Feeling Alone-Poem