Personal Narrative: Invigorating Process Of Writing

After receiving an assignment from my metaphysical poets English class I immediately paced to the learning center, skipping lunch, to start the long, but now invigorating process of writing. I pressed the slightly ajar-door open and stepped into her rectangle office. My black backpack met the carpet with a thump and I tossed the assignment sheet on the wooden cherry-maple table—the ideas were squirreling in my head like a whirlpool and I needed to get them out. Knowingly, my teacher smiled and handed me a black dry eraser marker as we silently stepped over to the seemingly unending blank white board. She knew what was coming and neither her nor I were going to have time to eat lunch. I began to scribble down my argument and the ‘so-what’
of the paper—the two parts I always start with, as I deem them to be the most important. She read my hurried words and we began to banter like two seagulls that had just located an abandoned sandwich. Throughout this passionate discussion, I would write down notes on the white board, which ultimately would evolve into an outline. This would be my writing process until my senior year of high school. Due to an abundance of practice during my senior year, I was able to better control my APD through the solidification of my writing process. Additionally, my teacher mandated me to aid students in their writing and proofread their papers. Through recognizing and correcting other people’s errors, I developed the capability to identify specific issues in my own writing. Between my teacher’s recognition of my potential and her individualized approach to teaching, coined with my Tigger-stubborn hard work, I was able to crack part of the APD writing barrier that had been blocking me from reaching my dream. Although I know that I am still far from being a skilled writer and that many of my peers are superior to me in their writing abilities, I believe that my APD has given me something unique which can be seen as an advantage—APD has given me strength: strength in my hope, strength in my resilience, and strength in my sensitivity to others. With my verbal words sometimes being glossed over by teachers or peers, I have learnt the importance of time. By taking time, a person can listen to another and understand what the other person is saying—instead of quickly judging their idea based on how the person speaks. Time’s grace will unveil the individuals who stop to listen, to wait and hear one’s thoughts. In the interim, paper will pause to hear your thoughts and ignite your intelligence.