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Author: Duval Wallace (Page 7 of 8)

Homework 9/12

It was a cold winter day while I sat in the school waiting for my mom to come to school so she could talk about my behavior. I wasn’t supposed to go to class, but I knew the class schedule, so I knew they had a gym, so I still went to play around. I quickly ran back downstairs because my mom was coming soon. I knew I was in trouble because when my mom got the call about me the day before, my mom gave me a big speech asking what I was doing in life. See, I only went to the school cause my cousin went there, and she was a good kid and two grades above me, so every teacher knew her and would ask why I couldn’t be more like her. My mom came, and then we went into the office and talked. And they said my behavior wasn’t getting any better, and they said they would expel me, and it would go on my record, or I could leave and go to a different school. They told me I couldn’t come back, and my mom decided to send me to another school.

Homework 9/7

In 1-4, I wasn’t the best Kid. I went to A Bilingual school but only spoke one Language. I had no purpose for going to the school, but that was the best school in the Area. The school Facilities didn’t like me. They used to tell my mom I was too energetic and that I might have ADHD when I was only just a delighted kid. It got to the point where they kept complaining to my mom and told me I should see someone; my mom took me to one Doctor. They said nothing was wrong with me, then downplayed the Doctor’s Knowledge. Another incident happened; they forced me to go to a different Doctor. Then I got suspended, and they said I couldn’t return unless I saw another doctor. They were so determined to try to find something wrong with me. My mom decided this would be my last year there. They didn’t accept me for who I was. If my mom didn’t know and loved me, I would probably be on Drugs and depressed.
I started my 5th grade, and the Staff loved me. They put me in the innovative class because of the learning I received at the other school. Suddenly, my grades started to go up. I discovered that I was good at Math and loved it. I put all my Energy towards basketball. I wasn’t the best, but I could play. As I grew up, I noticed nothing wasn’t anything wrong with their inability to control me and use my gifts. I am grown enough to know that if my environment or place doesn’t help my talents or weaknesses, that is not where I want to be, and I should speak up.

Homework 9/5

The ingredients of the education narrative genre are saying who you are and saving a little about yourself. The problems. The events and what led to the solution. It’s really about being yourself through your writing so that the readers will read it, and it might touch their minds. I think a good place to start your education narrative is by telling the readers about yourself and appealing to your targeted audience. If it’s not your targeted audience, they might find it boring when you talk about yourself. You might be able to use your problems as a way to start. I have no questions. Sometimes, when I write an Essay, I start with negative things that my opponent or others chose to try to win the reader’s side and let them see why it’s terrible.

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