I liked finding sources and doing research for the paper. I enjoyed learning about a topic I didn't know much about. Sometimes it was really hard to find sources that were credible. I liked seeing the views of both sides of animal testing. I enjoyed finding out how other people feel about the topic too.
I did not like trying to incorperate all my sources and information into the paper. It was tough trying to use to much information but still have the paper make sense. Also, some information pertained to more than one topic included in my paper. Then it was hard to organize the paper so I could use that information for both topics.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
What else?
I don't think we need to know anything else about arguments. I feel like we covered them very well. I learned how to write a good argument paper. I learned how to make good arguments too. I do not have any more questions about arguments or forming them. I believe we covered the topic very well.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Audience
For my argument paper on animal rights I would my audience to be college students. I will try to convince Jane Doe who believes that testing products on animals is ok. She is around 20 years old and attends college. She is a geniunely nice person and enjoys being around people. She always has to look good so she owns a lot of beauty products. She owns makeup, perfume, and a lot of nail polish. She is very ignorant about the treatment of animals in testing centers. The only reason she believes animal testing is ok is because she doesn't have a reason to believe that is it wrong.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
argument
The last argument I was in was with my friend, Matt. He thought it was just fine that he was addicted to drugs. He did not have a problem with it. He also did not see it as a bad thing even though he was kicked out of the dorms for possesion. I thought Matt being addicted was a really bad thing. I saw it as a problem. Matt did not care that drugs were illegal and believed that they should be legalized. I did care that drugs were illegal and didn't believe they should be legalized. We argued about this issues for a long time. I may have argued using the appeal to pity fallacy. I wanted to Matt to feel pity for himself because he didn't any place to sleep or keep all of his stuff. I think this was the only logical fallacy I used when arguing with Matt.
fallacy
The fallacy that I remember the most is the Fallacy of Division. This fallacy states that a false conclusion is made from true information. I live in the Julia Sears dorms. These dorms cost much more than all the other dorms on campus. People often say that because I live in Juila Sears, I am rich. This would be a fallacy of division. I do live in the more expense dorms, but I am not rich. This is the fallacy I remember most because I believe that a lot of people use this fallacy in speech and in writing. It is a very commonly used fallacy.
Monday, October 6, 2008
Personal Essays
The thing I like most about writing personal essays is knowing everything about the topic. Whatever topic I choose to write about, I know all the answers. I do not have to research the topic or find any sources. I already know everything that happened. I am an expert on the topic, without trying to be. This is my favorite part about writing a personal essay.
When writing a personal essay, my least favorite part is trying to think of a good topic to write about. To me, my life is not anything really exciting. The stories are all old and no longer noteworthy. None of the topics I think of seem interesting enough to write about. In reality, my stories are interesting. Many people have not heard them, and to that person, the story is not boring. Choosing a topic to write a personal essay on is my least favorite part.
When writing a personal essay, my least favorite part is trying to think of a good topic to write about. To me, my life is not anything really exciting. The stories are all old and no longer noteworthy. None of the topics I think of seem interesting enough to write about. In reality, my stories are interesting. Many people have not heard them, and to that person, the story is not boring. Choosing a topic to write a personal essay on is my least favorite part.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Culture
In sixth grade, Seema and I became best friends. I just an average American kid and her parents had moved to the U.S. from India. She was raised in the Indian culture and it was a big part of her life.
She invited our friend, Laura and I to go to an Indian festival with her. We went to her house to get ready. We borrowed beautiful Indian dresses from Seemas family and her mom did our makeup and hair. We borrowed jewelery from them too. The dress was so different from the jeans I was used to wearing.
The festival consisted of dancing, singing and food. Once we got there Laura and I were about the only white kids there. Everyone was was Indian. They all knew how to speak in one of Indias languages and knew the dances that were being performed. I felt like such an outsider. The feeling only got worse once it was time to eat.
I am a very picky eater and hate to try to new things. This was not helpful when all the food looked and smelled disgusting. Seemas mom was very sweet and recommend food to eat. She would say, "This food is not spicy." Or,"Don't eat this. You will not like it." I didn't like any of the food. Everything either had a gross sauce on it or was too spicy.
Even though I did not fit in I still had a lot of fun. I enjoyed experiencing parts of Seemas life. It helped to open up my eyes as to why Seema did the things she did. Even though I stuck out, I throughly enjoyed myself.
She invited our friend, Laura and I to go to an Indian festival with her. We went to her house to get ready. We borrowed beautiful Indian dresses from Seemas family and her mom did our makeup and hair. We borrowed jewelery from them too. The dress was so different from the jeans I was used to wearing.
The festival consisted of dancing, singing and food. Once we got there Laura and I were about the only white kids there. Everyone was was Indian. They all knew how to speak in one of Indias languages and knew the dances that were being performed. I felt like such an outsider. The feeling only got worse once it was time to eat.
I am a very picky eater and hate to try to new things. This was not helpful when all the food looked and smelled disgusting. Seemas mom was very sweet and recommend food to eat. She would say, "This food is not spicy." Or,"Don't eat this. You will not like it." I didn't like any of the food. Everything either had a gross sauce on it or was too spicy.
Even though I did not fit in I still had a lot of fun. I enjoyed experiencing parts of Seemas life. It helped to open up my eyes as to why Seema did the things she did. Even though I stuck out, I throughly enjoyed myself.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Thing that has shaped my identity
One thing that has shaped my identity is meeting and being friends with Sara. We met when we were in 7th grade. Sara is a very outgoing person who loves to have fun. I am kind of quiet but I also love to have fun. Sara and I hated each other at first but once we realized how much we had in common we clicked. We started hanging out together outside of school. We would go shopping and have sleepovers. Sara invited me to her youth group one night and that night changed my life. I loved it. Sara kept inviting me back, so I kept going. She invited me to a conferece called Acquire the Fire and that was when I became a Christian. This is the biggest way that Sara has helped shape my identity.
We became the best of friends and were immediately unseperable. We would have weekend long sleepovers were we would do anything from talk to rearrange her room. Sara helped me open up to people I didn't know and accept people that weren't like me. We evened each other out. She helped me become more outgoing and I helped her settle down. Sara is one of the main reasons that I am the person I am today. I wouldn't trade our friendship for anything in the world.
We became the best of friends and were immediately unseperable. We would have weekend long sleepovers were we would do anything from talk to rearrange her room. Sara helped me open up to people I didn't know and accept people that weren't like me. We evened each other out. She helped me become more outgoing and I helped her settle down. Sara is one of the main reasons that I am the person I am today. I wouldn't trade our friendship for anything in the world.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
oldest memory
My oldest memory is from before I started kindergarten. It was probably the summer before I started school. My mom had showed me where I was going to go school and it was a few blocks away from our house. I was very excited to go.
My mom also did daycare and my best friend at daycare was Grant. We were best friends and the same age. He was also going to go to the same school as me.
The school we were going to was called Gage. There was a smaller school right next to it for the kindergarteners called Gage East. However, some kindergarteners did go to Gage.
One afternoon my family and I were driving home from grocery shopping at Hy-Vee. On the way home we passed Gage East. I got very excited. I pointed and yelled,"That's where I'm gonna go to school!" My mom smiled and said, "Yes, is it."
I continued, "Grant is gonna to school there too!"
This is my first memory. It's not long, but it's the first.
My mom also did daycare and my best friend at daycare was Grant. We were best friends and the same age. He was also going to go to the same school as me.
The school we were going to was called Gage. There was a smaller school right next to it for the kindergarteners called Gage East. However, some kindergarteners did go to Gage.
One afternoon my family and I were driving home from grocery shopping at Hy-Vee. On the way home we passed Gage East. I got very excited. I pointed and yelled,"That's where I'm gonna go to school!" My mom smiled and said, "Yes, is it."
I continued, "Grant is gonna to school there too!"
This is my first memory. It's not long, but it's the first.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
exigence
The last time I felt exigence was when I watched Animal Cops on Animal Planet. I felt very bad for all the abused animals. I wanted to rescue them all and take care of them. I also felt very mad toward the owners of the animals who abused them. I wanted to arrest all the owners and send them to jail. This show made me feel a lot of exigence.
Monday, August 25, 2008
My first day in college wasn't really that exciting. My room mate woke me up at 8 o'clock and i was not happy about that. Then I got ready and went to my Intro into Law Enforcement class. Then I went to Spanish class. After that I ate pizza for lunch and talked to my mom. Then I went to English and thats where I am now. So far nothing exciting has happened and I dont really expect it to. That was my uneventful first day at college.
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