https://docs.google.com/document/d/1N3KUmIY8NEI6w_JnhfxFXUabUpx2ssoJ1w8Yu7wwZOA/edit#
Author: Racquel Naraysingh
Literacy Narrative
   If I were asked to write about my experiences with writing and reading like I am being asked to right now, I would literally scream because none of these experiences were even in the slightness of good. It all started in 2nd grade, with my teacher Ms.Hinds. I shouldâve guessed she would be a pain from her name. Basically, from the very beginning she would always call me out in front of the class just to tell me Iâve spelled several easy words wrong, âColour is spelled C-O-L-O-R not C-O-L-O-U-Râ. Everyone would laugh and I was so embarrassed, I donât like when the attention is on me. I feel awkward. There would also be instances where she would just pick on me to read knowing that I stutter a lot more than anyone. I felt different from everyone else and it seemed as if she was calling out my insecurities one by one in front of the world. Iâm not sure if it’s just this experience but English never seemed to sit well with me from this day forward. If we could talk in numbers I would do that in a heartbeat.
               Maybe it has to do with the education system, I know all too many professors and teachers constantly using the lines, âI get paid whether you learn something or notâ or âItâs your education not mineâ. I donât know about anyone else but this sounds like throughout the whole system there is no hope. How do you expect someone to overcome and succeed in an environment or system rather as this ? Itâs basically saying if you fail you fail without too many people picking you up and showing you different. These phrases unintentionally call out the good and the bad as if it were segregation. No one ever gained anything from that except for more unnecessary problems, so why would you want to treat education that same way.
                 I have had some really bad experiences when it came to English but the year after in third grade, my teacher made me look at it in a whole different light. Her name was Ms. Rodriguez and she was probably one of the most genuine and caring people you would have ever met. She taught me the art of âBSâ. She is one of those teachers the system needs more of, people who actually want to help and see you succeed. She taught me to talk to the paper as if your having a conversation with the paper, therefore your opinions are already developed and you don’t need to overthink because people are always trying to prove themselves right to each other so the brain is going to develop points for you naturally. It made me look at things from a whole new light and allowed me to develop a love for arguments and debates, sheâs the reason I wanted to change my career path of a pediatrician to a defense attorney. She helped me to understand now before every other English teacher before put there two sense in and began to confuse me. You could become easily confused when you have so many different points of view and withe the education system its hard to know whatâs really right, thats why so many answers could be considered correct and I don’t like that. Thatâs probably why I hate English so much thereâs never a wrong answer. You could write so much to a point where you yourself could even become lost in what message youâre trying to get across. And as time goes on your own mind could be clouded by life making even âBSâ to become hard to do sometimes. With math and science there is only one right answer to help decipher the unique world we live in., thatâs why I will always choose them before I even think about English.
Annotated Bibliography
Annotated Bibliography
Genre-Short Stories
Racquel Naraysingh
In the short story, âWhy The Autumn Leaves Are Redâ, tells an indian legend on why the leaves change colour in the fall. It depicts how everything came to be by using animals act and behave in the same way as humans. âSome of the animals became jealous of Little Turtle, especially the Deer.â Deer became so jealous that he decided to go to Skyland so he could get the same attention that Little Turtle was getting but in reality he was throwing the balance and peace off between the animals. âThe shook his antlers angrily. â What right have you to question me? No one but the Wolf may question why I came. I will kill you for your impertinence.â… The battle of the Deer and the Bear shook Skyland. The animals looked up from the earth.â This great war began over silly human emotions, almost childlike where a parent would have to come and break up the fight, demonstrating how the season fall could be the reason for automatic mood change based on the way the story interprets it because it came about over negative emotions.
In the short story, âThe Cartographer Wasps and the Anarchist Beesâ, the author tells a tale about wasps and bees. These insects who have complex societies, fall into chaos when they go up against each other, especially as the last days of summer begin to change to Fall. âThe anarchists labored secretly but rapidly, drones alongside workers, because the copper taste of autumn was in the air. None had seen a winter before, but the memory of the species is subtle and long, and in their hearts, despite the summer sun, they felt an imminent darkness.â This shows the idea that Fall always come with a dark and gloomy setting.
In the short story,âUntitledâ by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie tells of a woman who takes a walk on a windy morning in November but the author manages to turn this walk into a journey of the woman struggling to connect to the world around her. âThe young boy was saying something to her. She nodded. She did not know why but the nod seemed to be the appropriate response because he kept talking. She kept nodding it was not agreement or disagreement, it was just nodding.â This shows her going through seasonal depression, throughout the audio she constantly fights to get out of bed and continues to go through less than inviting weather. This shows that in the season of Fall, due to the weather not being all sunshine and rainbows all the time anymore, factors such as laziness and sadness begin to heighten in their abilities to take over.
In the short story, âBroadsâ, at the end of the day, fall really only means one thing: cuffing season. Everyone is desperately searching for that special someone to hunker down for the winter. âJimmy doubts that Greta knows his name, but he leaves her a generous tip every day. He compliments her on the way she manages to dangle a cigarette between her lips and hold a conversation all while pouring coffee.âJimmy Nolan lusts after a loud brassy woman but worries that his feminine hands will keep him from ever finding love. This shows that the season fall brings about all the bad feelings we try our best to forget, in terms of this story it is loneliness and insecurities to a point where Jimmy is scared to even ask her out on a date because of his hands.Â
In the short story, âOctober in the chairâ, the twelve months of the year are personified in gathering around the campfire and tell campfire stories. October begins his story about Donald Covay, a 10-year-old boy who has a miserable home life. Not because he is physically beaten, but because he does not fit in well. Compared to the story before (September), who has a more cheerful story about her favourite chef. âOctober is described as a pale man in blue and grey attire, with a beard resembling all the colors of autumn.â This describes the season Fall as a gloomy weather and often depressing down to the colours that it brings all the way to the depressing stories that withhold through the months of the season Fall.
In the short story, âThree Daysâ, it starts with the image of a girl named Beatrice walking down the highway, trying to avoid cars by walking right up against the guardrail, with all the trash and the corpse of a bloated raccoon. âBeatrice imagines that every car and truck passing holds someone she once knew in high school. Inside their cars they are shaking their heads and asking, âIs that Beatrice? What the hell is she doing with a bloated raccoon carcass?â.â This captures the darker side of autumn, and of traveling home to see family on a cold and lonely road. And just like the rest of the stories it shows that Fall is the time where things change and dark and moody days tend to follow until the season changes again.
Self Reflection
Racquel Naraysingh
11/17/19
I’m not going to lie writing this annotated bibliography was literally a pain to do. I hate having to simplify things that can just be read and interpreted in that exact moment. It isn’t math, what exactly is there to be proven ? Against all odds, I finished my assignment and closed my laptop never to look back again until now. Being that I was away on a vacation with my family, delayed me to even turn the assignment on time. As time went by my procrastination skills kicked in and forced me to never even turn my finished work in. Nonetheless even open my laptop due to the fact that this is the only class that doesn’t require me to turn everything in with a paper and pen. Which is ironic because it is an English class. As I self reflected on this matter and actually realized my situation I’m literally setting myself up for failure due to my laziness and procrastination skills joining forces over something so simple. To stop this from ever happening again, I plan to better manage my time in terms of finding a way to balance things out where I can complete my work and actually turning it in and then have fun with my life. I plan to work on ways in which I could stop being lazy as well as stop procrastinating so that I could better myself not only in terms getting my work in on time but also so that I may go to extreme lengths to find and reach my greatest potential.
Even though is isn’t posted my an-noted bibliography is short stories and fairy tales based on the theme of the season Autumn. In each of my short stories the author or narrator rather would talk about how as each season passes by people and their behaviour as well as their personality begins to change. In the season Fall, it showed people to be more lazy and cozy in spending time with themselves. It showed people being depressed and more tired due to it getting colder so you no longer want to stay outside with your friends to laugh and have a good time. The weather in terms of rain forcing people to stay inside and wrap themselves in a big blanket. Whereas, the season reminded people of love and adventure in the jumping in puddles and feeling the rain on your face after sharing a kiss as if the rain just let the steam the grew between your lips of the other person be put out by a soothing embrace. The season in a way forces people to be bipolar. Sometimes they feel like doing things and other times they don’t even want to be bothered. And to prove this is just how my annotated biblography never found its way to be submitted on time do to the fact that my once hyper energy faded away and restored in me turning into the lazy cat that I am.
Fairy tale Genre
The genre that I thought would best suit me is fairy tale. The fairy tale that I chose was, “Why The Autumn Leaves are Red” by Ada and Eleanor Skinner, the story discusses literally why the colour of the leaves change colours as well as how the sun and moon came about to make our seasons in a world of only animals. It all started with a good deed by one of the little animals.
The story starts by using the animals in kind of like a government settings the Bear, the Deer and a Little Turtle. So in a way kind of like Russia, the United States and Canada at the national council trying to figure out what is the biggest problem in the Earth. In terms of the story they needed light to save them from the darkness so the Little Turtle which is the most peaceful one or Canada worked to do good and bring up the light that everyone needed. And because the deed was fulfilled the Little Turtle received high praise from the others. The Deer (the US because they have trouble generating goods by themselves) became jealous and tried to get some of the action that the Little Turtle got and tried to receive praise for itself and so he went to Skyland and the other animals tried to get him to come back when they found out. That’s when Bear went up to get him to come back ( I guess this should be America) but anyways they ended up in a big fight and then Deer’s antlers were bleeding and then when he fell the blood went through the sky floor dripping on all the l.eaves changing th colour making it Autumn.
Personal Experience- Racquel Naraysingh
If I were asked to write about my experiences with writing and reading like I am being asked to right now, I would literally scream because none of these experiences were even in the slightness of good. It all started in 2nd grade, with my teacher Ms.Hinds. I should’ve guess should would be a pain from her name. Basically, from the very beginning she would always call me out in front of the class just to tell me I’ve spelled several easy words wrong, ” Colour is spelled C-O-L-O-R not C-O-L-O-U-R”. Everyone would laugh and I was so embarrassed, I don’t like when the attention is on me. I feel awkward. There would also be instances where she would just pick on me to read knowing that I stutter a lot more than anyone. I felt different from everyone else and it seemed as if she was calling out my insecurities one by one in front of the world. I’m not sure if its just this experience but English never seemed to sit well with me. If we could talk in numbers I would do that in a heartbeat.
