In this class we explore world events/issues, what it means to me a teenager at this time, the role of art music and literature, ways that we can fix and understand pressing issues in our community and more. We complete these projects incorporating writing, growing skills, doing research, working with our classmates, and more.
Currently I have a 97.14 (an A) I am happy with my grade in this class. This shows that I have been paying attention and committed to my work. To get the most out of this class I can continue to do the work and listen during the lectures. To push my learning further in this class I can have a positive attitude and take opportunities when they are available.
We did this for our first project in humanities. To learn about coming of age rituals around the world we spent a week looking at how coming of age is celebrated in different cultures. Some examples are bullet ant gloves and reading from the torah. We then wrote a memoir which we shortened into 100 words over a few weeks while revising it with skills that we learned in mini lessons. These will be submitited to the New York Times contest as well.
I wrote this 100 word narrative about when my mom was in the hospital with lukiema. My focus point were struggles that I faced and the things that were going on inside that I felt I needed to hide to be able to support my family. This is a theme inside of my overall point in the writing, coming of age. I felt that this was like my welcoming into adulthood because I made myself into more of an adult-like figure in my family. In some of my other drafts I depicted this more by saying “ When it was over maybe I could be done being grown up, go back to the kid I was before.” As part of our class writing process we had to shorten our writing so I took out some of the points that stated facts and turned it into more of a sensory story. While writing this I started with over 900 words. I felt as though I was just pouring all of my thoughts onto the page and would go from there. Shortening my writing was one of the hardest parts of this process for me. I felt like everything was important. I realized that the reader can still get the same message and feeling no matter the length or the way you write the story. I also got inspiration not to tell the reader exactly what is happening and let them find that through the writing, I felt that they could get the same experience from reading it without there being a backbone. I enjoyed writing this piece about a personal experience in my life that was hard for me because I know that moments that make us feel the weakest make us stronger in the end.