Telling Brooklyn Stories Reflection

You can say it started off as I stepped into the English classroom. It was time for a new chapter in life, and many things to come ahead. I would only roam around from class to class and discover nothing new.College no longer felt like high school and classes no longer seemed like fun. Eng1101 was not a class, it was more of an adventure.

Walking out from city tech to Brooklyn heights was as if the whole class stepped into a time matchine.I saw women with pretty long elegnat dresses and their child by their side. Horses with wagons transporting men to work. Houses where all with big doors and windows to allow the sun to shine upon them. As people entered their home men would rub their shoes against the boot scraper to clean any horse waste. I not only saw how people lived but saw all of Brooklyn throughout out the maps.Brooklyn changed right infront of me as I skimmed my eyes through all the different maps. From Brooklyn in the 1600s to brooklyn in 2005,I was able to use the railway tickets and move around all Brooklyn. I read letters that took me back to when emails or texting was not invited. In just one semester, I took a time matchine and went around Brooklyn.

From the tour I saw an old town with hardworking men going to work and women taking care of their children. I also took a look at Brooklyn from a birds point of view with the use of a map, and transported my self back to history  by reading letters from the 1800s and exploring railway tickets. I was able to take a close look at my surrounding, and from this experience I was able to tell my story.

VOCABULARY

Landmark:a building or other place that is of outstanding historical, aesthetic, or cultural importance, often declared as such and given a special status (landmark designation),  ordaining its preservation, by some authorizing organization

Vaudeville:theatrical entertainment consisting of a number of individual performances, acts, or mixed numbers, as by comedians, singers, dancers, acrobats, and magicians. Compare variety

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