FINAL REFLECTION

What do I think of when I think of the word "wobble"???

"About to fall off"

I have never been good at writing good essays or reading wordy books. I'm the kind of person who likes to get things done the way I want it. I like Math because it's constant. I feel like writing and reading is easier for people who grows up around people who uses good use of language. It don't matter how hard I try to write an essay, it's still not a good paper compared to others. I look around myself in my English classroom and I see different students, and it seems like they were born around good language. Sometimes I hesitate to participate in class because I feel like my comments either aren't understandable, professional, or useful.

I once read a story in my English class called "Mother Tongue" by Amy Tan. I can relate my life to hers in so many way. Like her parents, my parents are from a different country so their english is broken. Growing up in a house with my parents mostly speaking Khmer, a language in Cambodia, well spoken english was something I never really felt comfortable english. As a kid, I grew up with family and friends who have always talked with broken english.

Growing up, I listened to a lot of rap, r&b, and hip-hop. I liked hearing rappers rap with such slang and bad words. I never realize that most of the rappers I listen to had such bad grammar. Most of my classmates in school liked that kind of stuff. In middle school I witnessed things that influenced me, such as fights, COOLNESS, and of course BROKEN LANGUAGE.

It wasn't until my senior year in high school that I finally realize what good english is. Good english to me is being able to talk english CLEARLY with intelligence. Going into my first college English class, I was nervous at first. But after mid way through the quarter, I then realize that I have to keep trying and never giving up on my english.