Personal Narrative: Changing My Writing In My Classroom

It was a cold, winter morning. The frigid air blew as I turned to pull the handle on the door to the main building of my small high school. After entering the doorway, I dragged my feet across the floor and trudged through the empty hallway. As I peeked through each of the door windows, I saw nothing but dark, empty classrooms. It was not until I looked up that I noticed one lit room at the end of the hall. This bright, luminous light had come from none other than the room of my junior year English teacher, Mrs. Barnheiser. A smile came across my face as I reached for the door knob to enter the presence of my beloved teacher; a kind soul that changed my style of writing. It was at that moment that I recalled all the memories of the hardships and difficulties of the class that influenced me to become a better writer. …show more content…
Even now, as a college student, I do not find it to be enjoyable if I am inclined to write as a requirement for a class. Many times, I find the process of drafting 5 paragraphs with 3 body paragraphs compressed between an Intro and Conclusion to be tedious and burdensome, but over time I have learned to appreciate this process. Although slaving away to move my fingers across my keyboard to type several drafts takes time, it is helpful in the end to develop a well written paper. In the past, I would settle for an average of a C on all my essays because my writing style was plain and it lacked a sophisticated tone. This was due to my use of simple sentences and awkward word choices throughout my essays. It was not until I met Mrs. Barnheiser that my writing technique evolved. Having had the privilege of taking her class, she taught me the importance of using complex sentences and use of imagery and symbolism to make my writing more sophisticated and less basic; an idea that I had never crossed my mind prior to this