Blog 5

Considering that this is the last week before our final exams, I have been very busy preparing for the tests and stressed. This is my first semester and also the first time that I will be taking final exams in the university. So I am sort of do not know how to prepare for it. A lot of things come up such as many projects have to be finished, I am trying to handle all of them. Hopefully, I can do well on the exams next week.

Blog 4

          I started working on the fourth draft of my memoir essay this week. Looking back to my first draft, there was no inside in the story,  I did not know what exactly I was going to write about. then I keep working on the draft and trying to make it clearly, so the readers can understand what I want to say by this story. I can see there is a tremendous progress from the first draft to the fourth. I changed lot things and added more details of the story to make it perfect just like the saying that practice makes perfect.  

Blog3

We wrote a letter to ourselves in class this week. Thinking back to my youth that reminded me things happened when I was 17 years old that year changed my life. I came to United States alone to study, I left my home, my country, then came to a totally different place to start my new life. I have never thought about that until I got on the airplane. I said goodbye to all my family and friends, and also said goodbye to my life there in my heart. My host family was waiting for me at the airport in Raleigh, they were very excited to see the new member of their family and have a life together. They did not know that I cried all the way from China to United States, almost 17 hours. But I stopped crying and dried my eyes before I saw them, then I had a big smile on my face because I knew it was time to get into the new life here. I studied so hard and also tired to get alone with my host family. I had such a hard time. Looking over back now, I am glad that I chose this way of my life, I know how to take care of myself and be independent, not just be a “mommy’s girl” anymore.

I am not good at remembering things, and I always ignore some good things that happened in my life. Through this writing practice, I learned to look closely to my life.