I should have ignored my previous post.
Because I won't let their crimes against the literatus and culture get away so easily.
But first, I'll need to review my paper when I get it back and see whether it is really so deserving of that mark.
Yeah! So sue me for every mark that I've got. I'm prepared to defend my essay because it definitely wasn't writing for the sake of writing, and definitely writing from the heart. I'll write a thousand word explanation on my sentence structures and imagery used and how it totally makes sense in line with the question, however equally ambiguous it may be. I'll feel a sense of achievement from writing something I want to write, than selling myself out for something cookie-cutter and a contradictiction of my values just to attain high marks. I'll feel ashamed—very ashamed, mind you—of writing a warped piece that I hated writing just to add on to numbers that take on the facade of being the deciding factor of our future.
Because I won't let this make me sad or anything, nor would I allow it to cause remorse or regret. I'm proud of every single thing I wrote that was filled with passion and that I actually enjoyed writing. If essays had feelings, mine would have been extremely hurt and insulted. I would embrace it rather than treat it with disdain. I would tell it of its shining qualities. I would love it as how a mother would love a child with special needs.
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