My PBL Project is going to be about Gravity Tubes. My ELA Component is going to be a Narrative Essay.
The day I decided what my PBL project was gonna be about, I was ecstatic. I have never done something this complicated before. Last year we were given STEM projects to complete on our own but it was no where near as difficult as this. Although a little worried, I was confident that I would be able to do this on my own. It would take some time, patience, and endurance to do it, but the maximum grade of a 100 was on the line. I told myself that no matter what happens, no matter what gets in my way, I vow to do my best on this project.
My first day on this project and I feel like I've made pretty decent process. I have already created my PBL site and have made sufficient progress. In fact, I was working on my assignment when I accidentally dropped one of my gravity tubes. Because the gravity tube makes such an intriguing noise (some might say annoying) my dogs reacted in a terrified way. Probably by instinct, one of my dogs grabbed the tube and ran off with it. Surprised by the sudden act, I stood up and chased him around the house. Unfortunately, my dog is very evil. Mostly everyone who meets him consider him the very spawn of Satan. With that being said, the trouble I had to go through to get that tube back is indescribable. My dog does not like giving things up, especially when he's holding it between his teeth. I started to worry. One of the tasks that I needed to complete required me to make a video of the tube in action, which was now impossible to do if it was either out of my reach or destroyed. I was officially started to freak out. I had everything ready; I was almost done with the whole project. I thought to myself, "This is it. All of my hard work for nothing." But then, the worst though imaginable came to mind. "Oh God, what I break the tube and Mr. Dal gets mad?" With that in my mind, I kicked into high gear and made like a Navy Seal about to capture a high profile target. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I was able to get the tube back, but not without suffering a lot of bite marks.
This experience helped me learn a lot. Although I believed that nothing would ever get in my way, the very thing I least expected to happen, happened. My small moments of worrying made me realize to not just be confident, but to do anything and everything it takes to make sure that nothing bad can ever happen to me again. I eventually finished my project and handed it into Mr. Dal for him to grade. I did my job, and it was only up to him to decide my fate. He gave me back a B+, and I was happy with that. It's just like what Murphy says, anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.