ENG1101 CD308 Fall 2018

Big Ideas Welcome Here

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Midterm

Good afternoon Professor Schmerler,

Hope you’re feeling better or better yet-you are fully recovered. Is there anything we can do last minute to better prepare for midterm tomorrow? Is there anything you might suggest?

Racing the clock

Thinking to myself, “How I wish I can fly to my destination! I wouldn’t rely on trains”. My anxiety level is high. Q train breaks down in Parkside avenue, BK. Great! I’m late. Now I find myself in an Uber ready to puke! There are more cars on these roads than ants in an ant hill!

“Public shaming”/ corrections of our last paper

September 14th R to Steinway St. – close to 8 pm
New train. As I get on I hear few different conversations happening at the same time by various passengers:
“ I was a very rebellious twelve year old’.
“ He is always so much more experienced, you know?”
“ He calls me up …”
“ And they were all just there!”
“ See ya next week.”
“ I’m not going to sit- only you.”
“ I don’t mind…”
“ That’s the reaction?”
“ Is it one eye or both?”

Life is change (corrections)

I was raised with my parents and little sister in Japan in a small flat up until I was 5. It all changed when my mama and I left Japan, leaving behind all my friends and family members. Adapting in a new place was hard and made me realize that I can’t be sad, and I had made new friends by interacting with my new classmates at the academy. It wasn’t all great, the teachers despised me since I was an immigrant and didn’t appreciate my Japanese descent. My mama was always getting weekly calls because I was inadeqaulty finishing assignments since I can’t speak the Chinese language. While taking extracurricular classes helped me catch up and cultivate my Chinese language skills, it was still hard being in class. Then when I felt everything was in place again, my mama revealed she was leaving my sister and I and establishing residence in The United States. She claimed living in the United States will help us by supplying us with better academic departments and a chance st living the American Dream.

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