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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