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College Essay Reflection
Through the process of writing my college essay, I believe that I have grown a lot as a writer. From my first draft to my second draft you can see that worked on stronger sentence structure, spelling, as well as overall flow of the paper.
The feedback that most helped me to push myself to revise my essay, was that my essay did not flow. From paragraph to paragraph I would be on a different road. Each sentence was a different though, and didn't exactly fit in with the last.
When I wrote my first draft it started off like this, “Ten more minutes I mumbled, as I breathlessly stumbled down the dirt trail of our first mile. Every muscle ached with every movement, I was stuck with twelve people I didn't know, and had barely stepped into the outdoors in my life.” and my into has transformed into ““Good luck” my mom shouted, as I lifted a forty five pound backpack over my shoulders and approached the van. This was my first step in a seven day, , thirty one mile trip, over a thirteen thousand foot pass with twelve strangers. This was my first step into being the furthest away from my comfort zone that I had ever been. This was my first step to becoming someone new.”
In Order to make my essay the best possible I went through my essay over, and over. I would read through my essay, then get a pear critique, then go ever it agin. I did this several times before I was confident with my final draft.
The feedback that most helped me to push myself to revise my essay, was that my essay did not flow. From paragraph to paragraph I would be on a different road. Each sentence was a different though, and didn't exactly fit in with the last.
When I wrote my first draft it started off like this, “Ten more minutes I mumbled, as I breathlessly stumbled down the dirt trail of our first mile. Every muscle ached with every movement, I was stuck with twelve people I didn't know, and had barely stepped into the outdoors in my life.” and my into has transformed into ““Good luck” my mom shouted, as I lifted a forty five pound backpack over my shoulders and approached the van. This was my first step in a seven day, , thirty one mile trip, over a thirteen thousand foot pass with twelve strangers. This was my first step into being the furthest away from my comfort zone that I had ever been. This was my first step to becoming someone new.”
In Order to make my essay the best possible I went through my essay over, and over. I would read through my essay, then get a pear critique, then go ever it agin. I did this several times before I was confident with my final draft.