Hi guys! I miss doing this. I know I've been absent for a little while, but have no fear, I'm here. Welcome to blog assignment fifteen, my final reflection. Today I was assigned by Sabatino to do a five to ten minute video focusing on my author identity's growth. But we also have the option to do an allegory. So here it is, my allegory.
To my classmates who thought of me during my absence, I want to thank you for thinking about me. Thank you so much, I'm doing well. I just have been dealing with some family issues but I'm here and ready to work. I'm ready to unleash some creativity, are you ready to witness this? AN AUTHOR'S CHAMPION Imagine yourself as a fighter, you have some talent, but it’s time to show what you made of. It’s your debu afterall. Listen up buddy, in this class, you must be prepared to fight. I’d say the English 100 course taught by Sabatino, is like a boxing match. A match against yourself. You must keep moving, juking, and dodging all the hits your going to take. Your opponent, yourself, is ready to hit you with laziness, doubt, and frustration. But you must keep fighting because when the fifteen rounds are over and you’re still standing, you’ll be awarded the author’s championship. Currently though, I don’t feel like a champion, I’m still injured from my previous and long time rival, life. My injuries got to me, leaving me open for a vicious right hook of missing work. I did well for thirteen rounds, but in the last two, I was destroyed. Sabatino, one of the greatest coaches ever, is disappointed in me. I know he is or at least I feel that way. I won’t use my injuries as an excuse on why I lost, but damn, how good it would it have felt to be an author’s champion. Sabatino taught me how to maneuver around self doubt by looking at your own work as the author identity, he showed me the legendary DAT technique. Where I use description, action, and theme to win over the crowd. He showed how the motif jab can be deadly when used correctly, repeatingly. When I first started this English Composition I course, my sparring partner blog assignments, kept defeating me. But Sabatino was in my corner, reminding me about adding the hyperlinks tactic, and using the white space method. I’ve been writing for a long time, but I was such a novice when it came to the art form. Sabatino turned me into a better writer and I just had to go and lose the last two rounds. I’m truly sorry. “Why are you apologizing?” a hear a voice chime in. I look up and see the smiling face of Sabatino. “You still have some time before this round is over. Don’t tell me you’re giving up?” Sabatino encourages. Right, I’m not done yet. I’ve worked too hard and have gotten too far to fail. I must continue to fight through the struggle, and win. I marched to the middle of the ring, staring down my old self, and we traited blows. With fifteen seconds left on the clock, we fought desperately. I got punched with anger, annoyance, and doubt. But remembering my time with the English Composition I discourse, and all we’ve been through, I pulled myself together and fought hard. The fifteen seconds were over, and in the middle of the ring, facing the audience, we stand with the referee holding us my our wrisks. And your winner, by unanimous vote, BedouensPhilstin.weebly.com! I jumped with joy and immediately ran to my corner. I gave Sabatino a big hug, and high fived my team, The Undecideds. It was over, I’ve climbed the mountain, I grinded my ass off, this is my final blog for English 100. It was fun, Bedouens Philistin, now signing out.
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Hello hello! Welcome back to my blog assignment number nine. In today's assignment, I am to reflect upon these readings To You, I Belong (Becky Thompson) Our Discourse Community Values What is Literacy? (James Paul Gee) and We Are Many (Pablo Neruda). During my reflection, I am to draw a comparison between the readings and our class.
In class, we spoke about found poetry and how we could use it in this blog. So I decided to do a found poetry for the first reading. The rest will simply be reflections. In the end, I hope that I am able to complete this assignment correctly. Wish me luck. TO YOU, I BELONG (FOUND POEM) Historical memory makes us aware that the past is with us in the present, replaying themselves in various forms in the present. Historical memory can be transmitted, while it can be handed down directly from one generation to the next, it can also skip generations. It can be transmitted in dreams, rituals, and visions. Historical memory resides in the unconscious, yoga can be so useful for tapping into this knowledge. Because historical memory is often unconscious, it can take the form of a haunting presence. Historical memory makes us aware that the past is with us in the present. WHAT IS LITERACY (REFLECTION) Reading this on my own would of been dificult. So it's a blessing that Professor Sabatino was able to read this to us. You see, I'm not part of James Paul Gee's discourse, so I have to try harder to understand what he's saying. Well, what is discourse? I wrestled with this term a lot due to the many ways my professor would use it. I believe a discourse to be the language, the way, and the style of a community. To sum it up, James Paul Gee, explains it as an identity kit. This was a complicated read because I'm not at all a linguist like Paul Gee. But after reading this more than once and finally interpreting his writing, I can say that this reading goes very deep. He speaks about discourse in such a magnified way. Within his writing, he spoke about the discourse of classism, the discourse of language, and dominant discourses. All of these topics interested me. We have a poor, middle, and rich class. And they do all have their own specific identity kit. Dominant discourse was a topic where he spoke about how there's one standard and that standard is the dominant discourse. All in all, this has opened up my eyes on how I view the world. And knowing about discourses, gives me the agency to do great things in this world. You just wait and see what I mean. WE ARE MANY (REFLECTION) Though I haven't disected everything in this poem, I understand the hardship of having certain qaulities within you that doesn't always come out when the time calls for it. We are many is a perfect title for this entire blog assignment. All of our readings spoke about exactly that. OUR DISCOURSE COMMUNITY VALUES (COMPARISON) Even though I may not grasp the complete meaning of discourse, or even fully understand the readings, I do grasp the word community. For I had the pleasure of not attending a normal high school. My school didn't even consider themselves as a school but rather a family. I guess you can say that within our discourse, there was trust, love, connection, and understanding. Those from the public school discourse didn't understand why the students would call some teachers dad or mom. Or why some students were making music videos outside instead of taking a test in a classroom. They wouldn't understand why a blind kid, would bother with giving this little, abandon looking school a sign for all to see. They wouldn't understand because they are not part of our discourse, of our community. Currently I can say, that I am part of another discourse that is similar to my high school one. Our Professor doesn't seem to follow the academia discourse. He repeatedly calls our class a community. A safe haven where there's trust and understanding. I am lucky to have found another place I can call my community. Peace and keep a haller, haller, haller at ya boy! You wouldn't understand, it's a discourse thing. . Welcome, welcome! I actually forgot about this blog assignment. I have no idea why i forgot, I just got lost in the art of creating I guess. Well, in this assignment, I am to evaluate my Digital Portfolio.
I'll tell you this much, I don't like evaluating my own work. Reason being is because as a creator, I'll never see anything I do as perfection or even good. It may sound bad but honestly, that's what keeps pushing me to do better and think different. If you agree or disagree, let's have a chat below. I remember when Professor Sabatino first told the class that we'd be building our own websites. Many things ran through my mind, I sort of already know how to build one, what are we going to be using Wix or something else? Little did I know about this free website called Weebly. When we started, I felt frustrated, and constrained. Frustrated because I was behind with the rest of the class, people have already created their pages and were already on to the web art. While I just stared at a blank template. Contrained because, I don't like asking for help. People have to already deal with my visual impairment so why bother them even more. I dreaded asking the professor for help but, I don't like being behind. So I asked for help, and when I got it, everything turned out okay. When it was time to put photos and words on our websites, I was stuck with that too. You see, when it comes to being creative, I don't think simple. It can lead to great things, but like a double edge sword, hurt you in the end. Time was running out and again, I've fallen behind. Eventually I came up with the idea to match up my quotes with the photos. I know, simple, I know. But I was going to be different, I was going to poor my heart into these photos. I did and some of them turned out nice. My professor really loves the blog page photo. One day, my professor Sabatino and I had a meeting about my digital portfolio. He really like my idea but it could use a little more fixing up. He told me to make some quotes shorter and change some photos. I did exactly that, and now even I can say, I'm truly proud to be a father. They grow up so fast. |
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