Vanessa beltran Velez
Composition I: English 100
Reflective letter : Draft 1
Professor Sabatino Mangini
15/03/15
Dear Grandpa,
It’s been a while since I don’t talk to you, or write you something maybe because you are not here anymore. There is so much I wish I could have shared with you. Even though you have always been my confidant and friend who a like to talk every night pretending you listen, and I’m sure you are. Every day when the sun shines behind the trees and change the color of the sky with its beauty makes me think of you and remember every day our conversations about life, simple things and magic moments that turned our conversation into everything and nothing at the same time, sitting on the old chair we use to sit or walking around the neighborhood, remember?!!. The time is going by so fast and I’ve been growing up and doing everything I always told you I wanted to do; being wild and free. Remember all my dreams?? Well, One of them was living in another country, and here I am. It’s been a challenge that I decide to take every day since I open my eyes when I wake up. I remember our long conversations and stories about how brave an adventurer you were in the old days making me believe in men like you still exist. Your life always was so inspirational to me. I remember when I used to tell you everything what happened to me in school, how smart I can feel sometimes, or frustrated or helpless always wanting to shine and be a good student, how hard I am with myself when I couldn’t make it, But you with a big hug and a wise story made me always understand that I’m already smart, shine and I good student no matter if sometimes I couldn’t make it in the first try because being brave is no giving up,it is face my fears, turn them into my strength until I make true what I want to happen .
Along the way, here I am in USA studying again, such an adventure this has become; I know how proud you would be of me because I’m getting my second degree as I mentioned to you before. It’s not been easy at all, but interesting for sure. Everyday there is a story to tell, about the weather, college, people, friends, love, culture etc, about everything what compose my life now, those experiences that leave a mark on my life as it goes by. As I used to mention it to you before every semester comes with new learning and challenges I face, even more in another language. I know you always used to say I’m the smartest but sometimes I doubt it when Im with another culture like now. For instances There is a class I’m taking now, Composition I, it's an English class that teach us how to compose and write properly. This one it’s been so influential because this new class makes me believe again in my writing. You would be thinking believe on your writing,??? I know you always believed I already did it. Well, Remember those days when I used to write stories and poems for you???. I left them aside for a while after someone told me I needed to improve a lot because they don’t have potential, I know you taught me never give up on my dreams, but sometimes feel discouraged is part of life, to make us stronger. Anyway now I’m getting back to them.
Well, you will be thinking, what make this class so special for me. Let me tell you a little bit more about it. English composition started the first class sharing “silly” things on a piece of paper such as who I will marry, who I’m in love with, who I will kill, my goal about graduation and the most confidential moment, when we share a secret we haven’t told before. However, I can say that is a pretty smart moved from the professor because those little simple things say a lot about the person and let us opened our world to others in a sense. As the class continued, people were more comfortable and start sharing their thoughts in class. What was so much fun and interesting about this part is that every class is a debate in a good way because we are not alike in a single thing either thoughts or mindset, so everything has to be discussed and debating. I found these moments such a rich moments every time because I can appreciate the culture, and the different point of view people around me have grown up with.
Soon, we dived into the technological world, and we start creating our website; website that will hold all our assignments, drafts and words, I found this part of the class such a great method to express therefore I make this blog, my blog an interesting way to share my word to the world whenever. You know grandpa how much a like to write and tell stories and submerge into the world of writing; I find it magical and inspirational. A whole different world , where people is naked and show their souls. That’s why I love reading and writing because I can be naked as well. Therefore, I was super motivated since day one and I created my website that night, even though everyday I still change something to make it more mine.
Every assignment for me it’s a challenge, not because I could have thought I can’t do it but for the fact I face the blank paper. That paper talks to me all the time; sometimes make me feel uncomfortable and incapable of doing my assignment, my fears show up and my mind is blank, or sometimes that moments talks more than I want to share. It’s a fight all the time when I want to get done an assignment, but all these fights I’ve won them so far. You know grandpa how judgmental and hard I can be with myself, I’ve always looked for excellence. I just wrote a story about something that happened to me in the last month, and as your life, I always have something to tell, like you used to tell me, “you should write a book about your adventures”. This new story is called a struggle of a man, and I wrote it for my nonfiction assignment. It was sort of hard to start, but along the story was being written everything turns into a fluent moment. I enjoy a lot writing it and what really help me and also reminded me about you, It’s the explanation about the showing vs telling scenes that the professor taught me, that its been one of the best thing I’ve ever learned along with manage the context, message and subtext because those tools helped me to get my story done and put all my ideas together in order to write a fun and enjoyable story for the reader. I thought of you a lot grandpa when I was writing it because I remember how you used to tell me stories and make me believe I was there with you in that moment. This is what showing scenes make to the reader and this is what I wanted to create in my story as well. Also I can say I picked up tips from the lecure of “Picturing the Personal Essay,” which was filled with abstract drawings and complex wording along the text. but i really like it and I enjoy it as well.
Last but not least, this assignement was told, reflective letter. A personal writing where I express all my everyday life in this course, how I learn, how I follow the process and how I become a better writer. Reading the lectures for the class along, I found a perfect explanation of what is a reflective letter which I can say it is pretty accurate and I'll like to share and make it part of my process "Reflection is an exploration and an explanation of events – not just a description of them." Reflective writing: a basic introduction . This help me to understand and think deeper of this assignment and its purpose. I didn’t know how would be my audience, who would be the person I choose to be naked and tell everything how I feel about this class. But at the end I knew you grandpa, always will be the person who understand me and listen to me even in the farthest of the cosmos. I just wish you were here and actually having a nice walk with you while we chatting about everything, probably get some emotions and answers back. sigh....
I miss you extremely hard everyday, and my feelings of this empty spot in my heart never will be filled, because you are and were my best friend. I know you are watching me and you always be there whenever you are.
Love always and forever ,
Your favorite, vanessita
It’s been a while since I don’t talk to you, or write you something maybe because you are not here anymore. There is so much I wish I could have shared with you. Even though you have always been my confidant and friend who a like to talk every night pretending you listen, and I’m sure you are. Every day when the sun shines behind the trees and change the color of the sky with its beauty makes me think of you and remember every day our conversations about life, simple things and magic moments that turned our conversation into everything and nothing at the same time, sitting on the old chair we use to sit or walking around the neighborhood, remember?!!. The time is going by so fast and I’ve been growing up and doing everything I always told you I wanted to do; being wild and free. Remember all my dreams?? Well, One of them was living in another country, and here I am. It’s been a challenge that I decide to take every day since I open my eyes when I wake up. I remember our long conversations and stories about how brave an adventurer you were in the old days making me believe in men like you still exist. Your life always was so inspirational to me. I remember when I used to tell you everything what happened to me in school, how smart I can feel sometimes, or frustrated or helpless always wanting to shine and be a good student, how hard I am with myself when I couldn’t make it, But you with a big hug and a wise story made me always understand that I’m already smart, shine and I good student no matter if sometimes I couldn’t make it in the first try because being brave is no giving up,it is face my fears, turn them into my strength until I make true what I want to happen .
Along the way, here I am in USA studying again, such an adventure this has become; I know how proud you would be of me because I’m getting my second degree as I mentioned to you before. It’s not been easy at all, but interesting for sure. Everyday there is a story to tell, about the weather, college, people, friends, love, culture etc, about everything what compose my life now, those experiences that leave a mark on my life as it goes by. As I used to mention it to you before every semester comes with new learning and challenges I face, even more in another language. I know you always used to say I’m the smartest but sometimes I doubt it when Im with another culture like now. For instances There is a class I’m taking now, Composition I, it's an English class that teach us how to compose and write properly. This one it’s been so influential because this new class makes me believe again in my writing. You would be thinking believe on your writing,??? I know you always believed I already did it. Well, Remember those days when I used to write stories and poems for you???. I left them aside for a while after someone told me I needed to improve a lot because they don’t have potential, I know you taught me never give up on my dreams, but sometimes feel discouraged is part of life, to make us stronger. Anyway now I’m getting back to them.
Well, you will be thinking, what make this class so special for me. Let me tell you a little bit more about it. English composition started the first class sharing “silly” things on a piece of paper such as who I will marry, who I’m in love with, who I will kill, my goal about graduation and the most confidential moment, when we share a secret we haven’t told before. However, I can say that is a pretty smart moved from the professor because those little simple things say a lot about the person and let us opened our world to others in a sense. As the class continued, people were more comfortable and start sharing their thoughts in class. What was so much fun and interesting about this part is that every class is a debate in a good way because we are not alike in a single thing either thoughts or mindset, so everything has to be discussed and debating. I found these moments such a rich moments every time because I can appreciate the culture, and the different point of view people around me have grown up with.
Soon, we dived into the technological world, and we start creating our website; website that will hold all our assignments, drafts and words, I found this part of the class such a great method to express therefore I make this blog, my blog an interesting way to share my word to the world whenever. You know grandpa how much a like to write and tell stories and submerge into the world of writing; I find it magical and inspirational. A whole different world , where people is naked and show their souls. That’s why I love reading and writing because I can be naked as well. Therefore, I was super motivated since day one and I created my website that night, even though everyday I still change something to make it more mine.
Every assignment for me it’s a challenge, not because I could have thought I can’t do it but for the fact I face the blank paper. That paper talks to me all the time; sometimes make me feel uncomfortable and incapable of doing my assignment, my fears show up and my mind is blank, or sometimes that moments talks more than I want to share. It’s a fight all the time when I want to get done an assignment, but all these fights I’ve won them so far. You know grandpa how judgmental and hard I can be with myself, I’ve always looked for excellence. I just wrote a story about something that happened to me in the last month, and as your life, I always have something to tell, like you used to tell me, “you should write a book about your adventures”. This new story is called a struggle of a man, and I wrote it for my nonfiction assignment. It was sort of hard to start, but along the story was being written everything turns into a fluent moment. I enjoy a lot writing it and what really help me and also reminded me about you, It’s the explanation about the showing vs telling scenes that the professor taught me, that its been one of the best thing I’ve ever learned along with manage the context, message and subtext because those tools helped me to get my story done and put all my ideas together in order to write a fun and enjoyable story for the reader. I thought of you a lot grandpa when I was writing it because I remember how you used to tell me stories and make me believe I was there with you in that moment. This is what showing scenes make to the reader and this is what I wanted to create in my story as well. Also I can say I picked up tips from the lecure of “Picturing the Personal Essay,” which was filled with abstract drawings and complex wording along the text. but i really like it and I enjoy it as well.
Last but not least, this assignement was told, reflective letter. A personal writing where I express all my everyday life in this course, how I learn, how I follow the process and how I become a better writer. Reading the lectures for the class along, I found a perfect explanation of what is a reflective letter which I can say it is pretty accurate and I'll like to share and make it part of my process "Reflection is an exploration and an explanation of events – not just a description of them." Reflective writing: a basic introduction . This help me to understand and think deeper of this assignment and its purpose. I didn’t know how would be my audience, who would be the person I choose to be naked and tell everything how I feel about this class. But at the end I knew you grandpa, always will be the person who understand me and listen to me even in the farthest of the cosmos. I just wish you were here and actually having a nice walk with you while we chatting about everything, probably get some emotions and answers back. sigh....
I miss you extremely hard everyday, and my feelings of this empty spot in my heart never will be filled, because you are and were my best friend. I know you are watching me and you always be there whenever you are.
Love always and forever ,
Your favorite, vanessita