"English"

I love writing stories, songs and scripts for drama especially the funny ones. The only thing is I write it in different languages (Cebuano, Tagalog and English) in other words MIX.

When I write stories, I think first of the concept of my whole story, and then I write it. Sad to say I could not finish my story because I’m not a good writer and I don’t know how to empress my readers. I’m only good at actual story telling.

I really love writing but I think writing doesn’t like me. I have lots of stories in my mind and some of them, I only tell to my sister and cousins who always listen to my stories and song composition.

I only finish four short stories, six song composition (with tune) and seven scripts but I think its not will written because I randomly read books and I only watch movies. I love to read but I don’t have enough books to read on and my eyes can’t take to much time of reading.

English? Not really my type. I only study English during exams (sometimes not). When I was still in high school I don’t think English has something to do with me because I really hate those rules of grammar; but I don’t have a choice because English is really our medium language and it’s an international language so we need to study it so that we could communicate and understand other people especially foreigners.

When I entered college my mind changes, now, I started to like English because of I was inspired by my teacher in English 1 last semester. I really did hope that she would be our teacher this semester but sad to say, not.

When our first meeting in English started, I was not that nervous because my three close friends together with my two classmates last semester are my classmates now in English 2. I was really wondering who our teacher could be, is she/he kind and understanding? Will, I really couldn’t find out if I was only thinking and not knowing him/her will.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009. We were waiting for our English 2 teacher to come. Suddenly the teacher that I was hoping to be our teacher passes by, I was really happy, but sad to say that she only pass by and stand in front of our room to say “hi” to us.

Minutes later, a teacher comes inside our room; she had eye glasses and speaks English really good. I was amaze by her accent, it was really good. Then, suddenly she called our name and signed our COR. After it, she explained to us her rules for this subject. She had many rules and requirements for us to comply, example of it are blogging thing, speaking English inside the class and have a thesis at the end of the semester. I was a little sad for what she said, but I think her rules and requirements will help us a lot to be a better person and a good writer.

She dismisses us at the end of the class without telling her name. We only know her name when we were buying English 2 book at the Department of English with the help of a teacher.

She told us to make a topic which we like. The next meeting she grouped us according to what our topics, and then she told us to make a thesis statement and 2 or 3 subtopics. I was a little nervous wondering who my group mates are. At first I was a bet shy but later on I manage not to be shy to them so that we could finish the task that ma’am had given us. After we presented our different topics and subtopics, she told us to make other subtopics of the subtopics we made (endless subtopics).

Our third meeting, I and my group mates were not ready to present our work because we did not able meet because of time conflict. Minutes later when we enter the room, a person comes inside and told us that ma’am is not coming. I feel very happy of what she said.

At night when I was surfing the internet, I remembered the blog site that ma’am told us to open. I read the blog which ma’am posted and I then knew the reason why she did not make it to class because she meets a little accident and sprained her left foot.

The next meeting, I was not sure and a little ready to present our thesis statement and the subtopics of the subtopics. I texted my group mates because I want them to read what I have written and I want them to put more subtopics and correct my wrongs. I waited for them, but they texted me that they couldn’t make it to class because one of them was having a fever and the other was paying at the cashier.

I was the only one who presented the work that I did and accepted the feedbacks which ma’am had given. After the presentation, she reminded us to do our blogs and leave us with a task and dismisses us at 6:10.

...Thank you for reading...

...Luz...