Final Project

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When many people think of essays, they think about slaving all night over a painstakingly difficult piece of writing. That writing has to be perfectly structured in a format that doesn’t always let you say what you want to say about the usually uninteresting topic. Since that is the stereo type essay, that is probably thought about when you read the title to this “Multi Genre Essay,” but this is a different type of essay. According to dictionary.com an essay is “a short literary composition on a particular theme or subject.” This means that an essay doesn’t have to be that formal piece of writing we moan when we have to complete. It can be like this one, exciting, but also confusing to read or write. This essay is called a multi genre because it is made up of many genres. I am using four genres, the warning poster, the _____, the ______, and the ______, in this one. The other part of the essay’s definition, “on a particular theme or subject,” means that the essay is on a particular theme. This theme is growing up, a theme that is truly understandable and not painful to write about.

Interview- between Romeo and Jem

Romeo: Hello, Jem

Jem: Hi

Romeo: Well today I have come to talk to you about your experiences growing up. I have heard that you grow up a lot throughout the story. Is that correct?

Jem: Yes

Romeo: Can you tell us a little bit about how growing up was for you?

Jem: Well, I guess it was good. My parents gave me more freedoms, and I could finally have a shot at the football team, but Scout says that I wasn’t really that nice. That I would never play with her, and that I was usually in a bad mood.

Romeo: Yes, well can you share one experience of you growing up?

Jem: Yes well one example of me growing up would have to be how I used to kill all the annoying ants I saw, but when Scout tried to kill a pill bug, I stopped her because I had realized that they didn’t do anything to harm us so why should we harm them.

Romeo: Thank you. Hi Scout

Scout: Hi I’ve come to pick up Jem.

Romeo: Do you have a minute?

Scout: Yes

Romeo: Well can you tell me one situation in which you grew up?

Scout: When I met boo.

Romeo : Why?

Scout: Because I realized not to Judge a book by the cover, as Boo was actually a really nice person even though he didn’t look like it.


How to Grow Up in Five Easy Steps – An Instruction Manual

Step One: You have to grow. The most obvious change of a grown up is that they are immensely bigger than a non-grown up, a young child. The reason they call them grown ups is because they have grown up, so that is a very important step.

Step Two: Your personality has to mature.

Step Two A: You have to become very independent: After you leave for college you have to do everything on your own without your parents help, so if you want to grow up to go to college and live on your own after that, you have to learn to live on your own.

Step Two B: You have to become harder to phase. When you were little you probably cried about everything, but when you grow up you should barely ever cry. If someone says something mean you should not cry as an adult. If someone doesn’t do what you want you definitely should not cry, like many little kids do.

Step Two C: Finally, you have to make the right choice in a second’s time. Kids sometimes say or do things that they regret afterward, but as an adult you have to always make the right choice or else it could hurt not only you but other people.

Step Three: You have to be responsible. You have to be able to take care of all your belongings. If you have children, you have to be extremely responsible to guarantee their safety.

Step Four: You have to be smart and hardworking. You must work to get a job to support your family. For most jobs, except minimum wage jobs, you have to be bright and diligent.

Step Five: You have to put these all together to make a hardworking, smart, responsible, choice making, tough, independent, and tall adult.

Essay 13 Essay

   

The most common word used with love is “fall” as in “fall in love,” but I don’t think that I will fall into love, I think that love is something I will build over time. I don’t predict I will ever love someone at first sight; I won’t just “fall” in love with them. If I walk into a building and I see a pretty girl I might try to talk to her, but I will not be truly in love with her because I haven't had time to build up my love with her. I think that I will love someone because they have a good personality, they will be honest, and nice, and I will need time to figure out if they really have this good personality, I won’t just know at first sight, seeing them isn’t enough, knowing them is what matters most. I think that when I will really become in love with someone it will be after many years of knowing them, so I have time to construct my love for them. I will have to talk to them many times and eventually I will get to know them, their personality, and I will gain their trust. One day, I will probably not see them or talk to them, and I will realize that I really enjoy the time I spend talking to them, and that I am awaiting the next time I get to talk to them. I don’t believe that I will quickly fall in love, the way that many books and movies portray it, because I think that love is something I will have to assemble over time.

I know many couples, from people I met at the nursing home, to some pairs of kids my age, but of all the couples I know, the one that I spend the most time with is the couple made up of my mom and my dad. Since I spend so much time with them, I realize that they are a truly loving dyad. 50% of all couples that married at the same age my parents did divorce eventually, so the fact that my parents aren’t divorced is the first thing that I think that represents their true love. My parents have been married for 17 years, which is apparently quiet an accomplishment these days. Also, before they got married they dated for 2 years without ever breaking up, which is also an uncommon thing. The other big signal for their true love is that over the many years they have gotten in many arguments. However, they always quickly settle these arguments, and they never argue about the same topic twice. The fact that they can easily, with their strong determination, work through these dilemmas that may send some couples to get divorced definitely shows how much they love each other. My parents definitely built their love over the long time they have been together, and with that love they can together work through many problems, and they keep their love alive, staying satisfied, staying sunny, staying synchronized.          

Essay 13

Outline

TS: I think you build love

            SD: I will never love anyone when I first see them

                        CM: I won’t walk into a room and see a girl and “fall” in love with her

                        CM: Even if I say a few words to someone, I still won’t love them

            SD: It is after a long time that I will love someone

CM: I have to spend time talking to them and I have to become very good friends with them

CM: Then I will realize one day that I always look forward to talking to them and that I love them

CS: You build love

Sonnet 1

A Sonnet on Friendship

Friendship is tasty like a freshly picked fruit
It is delectable to bite and chew
It’s nutrients have spread right from the root
The roots on a bad friendship are very few
But the roots on a good friendship are strong
Made from things in common which form real deep ties
These foundations will last extremely long
Weak friends fade but true friendship never dies
With these roots the canopy will be thick
Picturesque, green, lush, growing bigger all
of the time, this friendship will now be
Unbreakable, you can’t even break a single stick
This friendship fruit could be very big or small
Friendship is tasty your friend would agree

Note: Matching colors rhyme

Essay 12

     

A Perennial Friendship:

An Essay on One of My Friendships

An Essay by Alexander Hawley

8th Grade English

Pine Point School

April 17, 2011

     Many of my friendships are like perennial flowers, but the one to best describe that metaphor is my companionship with my friend Alastair. Perennials start as one flower just like my friendship with Alastair did. The flowers will grow then die, and then they will grow some more before they die again, this cycle will repeat yearly. My friendship with Alastair is very much like a perennial flower.
     Alastair, my long-term friend from Michigan, and I have a friendship that is a lot like a perennial flower. First of all, our camaraderie together started as a few flowers planted all alone, one thing we had in common, one time we enjoyed ourselves together, or one secret we shared. At this time, I didn’t know Alastair very well, we’d just interacted for the first time. We didn’t really understand each other or know each other’s secrets. Sadly, in the wintertime, no matter how many perennial plants there are, they die. The winter after I met Alastair, I had to move away from Michigan, my confidant’s home state, and I now live in Connecticut, a 13-hour drive from Alastair’s house. In a sense when I am that far away from him our partnership is dead, apart from a few texts, phone calls, or emails. The great thing about a perennial flower is that even if one flower dies in the winter there will more be flowers in that place every summer for a substantially long time. Although Alastair and I are not very close during the wintertime, when summer break comes we always meet up. All of those flowers will grow back, and Alastair and I will be inseparable again. Like a perennial flower does, our friendship multiplies. For a flower, there will start to be more and more of its kind around it, it has multiplied. In terms of my association with Alastair, when we come to meet each other after the long school year, we tell each other all about our lives and the school year, but mostly, we play with each other, all of this heightens our friendship. The perennial flower is the perfect metaphor for my friendship with Alastair.
     The perennial flower is very representative of my friendship with Alastair. All friendships start out as a few little connections just like this one did. All friendships don’t, however, match the pattern of a perennial so well, end, but then multiply, end again, but only waiting to multiply again, and so on. Many people love the beauty of a perennial, and wish they were that beautiful, and I think that it is safe to say that many people want to have a friendship as beautiful as ours, one that grows season after season.


Self Assessment

1. I am continuing to work on proofreading because I don’t want to sully my essay by making stupid errors.
2. One strong point would definitely be the fact that the essay isn’t vague. I give a specific friendship and relate it to the topic in every chunk.
3. A possible weak point would be my opening paragraph I tried to summarize what would happen, but it seems to take away from the actual essay.
4. I would give myself an A, I love this essay and I think that I found a great metaphor for the topic.   
Note: The body paragraph has four chunks.

Essay 12 Outline

Bell word: Perennial
Echo words: abiding, annual, ceaseless, chronic, constant, continual, continuing, deathless, durable, eternal, everlasting, immortal, imperishable, incessant, inveterate, lasting, lifelong, long-lasting, long-lived, longstanding, never-ending, old, perdurable, permanent, persistent, recurrent, seasonal, sustained, unceasing, unchanging, undying, unfailing, uninterrupted, yearlong, yearly

TS: Friendship is like a perennial flower

            SD: At first it starts out small, only one plant

                        CM: I don’t know my friend that well

                        CM: I haven’t put my full trust in him

            SD: Every so often it dies, the winter time

CM: You sometimes get in an argument just like you do with your mom or dad

CM: You always end up liking each other again

            SD: It keeps spreading, more plants

                        CM: You start to trust them

                        CM: You tell each other secrets

CS: It can never die