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Personal Narrative: Me, A Writer?
July 23, 2011 ENTRY 1: ME, A WRITER?
Attitude: I was never really good at writing. I’ll admit I’m not too thrilled about taking a composition course. This will be a challenge, one that I hope to complete. I’m not looking forward to the long days and nights studying. What I am looking forward to is learning the different techniques and styles. I look at this as an opportunity for me.
Inventory: I am an Independent learner, so distance education should be easy for me. Being a Pragmatic I like rules and prefer learning step by step. I have also learned that I am an Abstract learner, so I focus on large ideas, meanings, and relationships. I could properly use a little help with my verbal and social skills. I find myself at a loss of words whenever


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