What surprised me?

-          What surprised me was I thought my paper would only make sense to me and when I figured out people would actually understand the topic I was really happy.

What did I learn from this process?

-          I learned how to write an oral history paper and it was really cool how to figure out to write an interview without doing it as like question answer?

What did you learn about the writing process and about research?

-          I learned about the writing process of doing an interview and it was really interesting and im glad I got to do that!

I have always loved work,

It was my safe place

It was where I could come to relax and

Fall in love with kids

I can’t picture my life without buckeye gymnastics

I am so happy Dave accomplished his dream

He touched all of our lives

I recall going to my grandparents nursing home for thanksgiving dinner. The hustle of the 20/32 cousins was enough for anybody in the room. My tiny grandmother, and grandfather sat at the end of the table holding hands and smiling. They truly enjoyed and loved each insanely. There love was something amazing and something I will always cherish. You could feel the heat of everyone sitting closely together. We ate the food the kitchen staff at the nursing home had prepared. We had turkey and and gravy and mashed potatoes. It was a good meal, but the thing that made the meal so memorable was the fact that my family got to be together I got to witness my grandparents marriage that lasted 70 years and was filled with amazing love.

Casual: Children shouldn’t being walking alone throughout the town. This never stopped my parents from allowing me to do so however. I never remember anyone asking where my mother was as I waited for the light to turn green so I could cross the street; I was a four year old child at the time.  I have a vivid memory I cannot seem to get rid of even now at age forty. I can picture being at a party with a bloody knife hanging from an arm which was at my eye level. It is a horrible memory I can’t seem to shake, as much as I try to get it out of my mind it never goes away.

Academic Writing: At three years old, something changed my life. I hold a memory that is vivid and will not leave my mind. I am now forty years old and I still hold the memory of being at a party and seeing the gruesome bloody knife hanging from an arm.  I remember going to the laundry store alone. I walked down the stairs and across the road, stopped and wait for the red light to turn green to cross the long street. As a four year old I thought “surely someone will ask me where my mother is.” However nobody ever asked or question why a four year old was walking alone through a crowded city.  

Reflection: I found this exercise hard to do because I was trying to write in different voices and it was just harder for me to get into two different characters

I really enjoying writing journals and rereading my old journals. I really enjoy writing my thoughts on paper, and getting to write how I am feeling. It is a good way to let out different feelings and emotions.

I really hate writing journals. They are silly because who wants to sit around and write a conversation with themselves. 

I am Stephanie Martin I am a freshman at Ohio University.  I am from Columbus, Ohio. I teach preschool and special needs gymnastics when I am home. I am studying to be a special education teacher. I really enjoy hanging out with my friends and my family.