I cant believe I forgot to post last week... and almost this week. I've enjoyed reading everyone's posts, and wished I had remembered to say something on September 11th. It was interesting to see how many people have very distinct memories of that day. I remember too- 9th grade, third period, global studies...then it all was a big blur after that. However, I think it was good we recognized what happened 7 years ago and the results of it.
We workshopped Assignment 2 in class today, which I think was very beneficial. I really enjoy reading other people's peoms, and like the fact that you can get so many different opinions and suggestions on your own work. Today turned out to be a pretty emotional day after reading my poem, but my group assured me that it was great that I could still feel emotion about it. They told me that was what good poetry is about. Originally, I had been dreading this day because I thought my poem was awful and was embarrassed to share, but they helped me see the positive side and prevented me from feeling ashamed for any longer. Now I see the benefits to group workshopping. I also like how the writer has to sit and listen to others discuss their work...I think that was the most helpful (and most uplifting) part for me.
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