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Read to Me Please
When I was a child, both my mom and dad read to my brother and I. Dad read Sherlock Holmes’ Adventures and mom read The Chronicles of Narnia to us. This ingrained in me a love of classic adventure stories. -
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Reading Music
My family and I have a great love of music and singing. I grew up preforming in children’s choir in my church. I loved how the words flowed with the music and began to learn how to read the notes on the page. (Still learning in that area) -
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Chicken Scratch and Hyroglyphs
Growing up in school, I never had good handwriting, and this carried over into my adulthood. I still have questionably legible handwriting. This discouraged my writing a bit in school. -
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Sing a Song
In middle school, it helped me to grow more confident as a writer when I began to write song lyrics and share them with my friends. It gave me a since of ownership over the words on the page. -
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Teach Me Please
My English teachers in high school helped me to grow exponentially as a writer due mostly to the structure they set up in their classroom as well as the freedom they allowed my classmates and I to express in our works. They greatly inspired me to become an educator. -
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Write What You Feel
Mrs. B, my 9th and 11th grade English teacher encouraged us to read at least one book of our choosing throughout the course of the year and keep a journal of our thoughts about the book. She wrote back comments and questions on our journals. It really helped me to see that others were interested in what I liked to read. -
The Awful Truth
When I got into college, my freshman American Lit. Professor was brutally honest on my first ever college paper. I realized than that, if I wanted to keep up with my peers, would have to step up my game. -
The Absent Minded Professor
I took classes in college that interested me as a lover of English. One Professor in particular pushed me to rethink words and question their meanings. Although I felt as if he were utterly insane at times, I learned a great deal from him and carry his lessons in my reading and writing. -
Into the Unknown
One professor stretched my horizons by showing me the roots of English as a language and a form of literary artwork. I learned Chaucer and other forms of Medieval Literature from her. My view of English as art and my passion for it only grew in her class. She encouraged creativity and boldness in all of our works and allowed us to express our thoughts and ideas freely in class. -
Let the Games Begin
My UGA English Education Program is challenging everything I know or thought I knew about English. The mechanics from the teacher’s point of view are quite different than those of a student. I lie somewhere in the middle at the moment. I look forward to the challenge of the program and know that I will come out of it a better teacher and a better human being.
