Writing :: Personal Narrative Writing Education Essays

WritingMountains argon tall. If you are stupid enough to jump off one you fall flying and you land hard. The fivesome-paragraph theme is my mountain and I have just jumped cover off it. There dont seem to be any outcroppings to grab for, and my appellation is to discuss my cliff as I continue to drop from it. So I will not grab. I will let myself fall, and hold for pillows at the end. I feel lost without my introduction to conclusion principle started at the beginning of this subject. Why do I have to do this assignment? Oh, I understand that I need to break a mold that has been added to, layer upon d leadful layer, for the past eight years or so. The only problem isHOW? I think that what I am mite is not unique to me, and that the instructor will more than likely read these same words a dozen times in otherwise fonts. I do not want to come about my entire paper feeling sorry for myself and wasting paper complaining that the answer to my gesture is not right under my nose. I would pity my reader. I would to a fault hope that I am a stronger writer than that. Strong writers should be able to get beyond the theme. I propose that the theme is no more than a weak writers response to demands tired English teachers tell on them, or a Lazy Writers cop out. The theme is easy. We live how it works and we crank it out like so many machines. My interrogative mood is this what normal everyday Joe in his right mind would not bow the easy route to writing a paper? There is no reason to make things harder than they have to be, especially when the teacher will spend a minimal amount of time on whatever you write, whether it took you five minutes or five hours. Lots of readers like to be spoonful fed, and the theme is a handy ladle. Its when you try to pour directly from the do pan that you are Getting Beyond The Theme. The only time I have ever Gotten Beyond The Theme is on those rare cause where I get a burst of creativity in home or at home, and the grades I usually get on these yeasty Masterpieces are mediocre at best. I must have forgotten my parachute.