Me, an essay

Every single person is unique. It is a simple fact that no two people have the same exact history or background. While we do celebrate our differences and individuality, it is hard not to see that these things also lead to fear and mistrust. Not understanding why another person thinks the way they do, or even acts the way they do, is a chief basis for most of today’s hatred. What better way to combat this ignorance than to tell you a little about myself and what it is like to be me.
I shall start with what seems to be the most important aspect of the world’s current politics: religion. I was baptized a Catholic as an infant and attended church with my family most every Sunday. I can not say that Catholicism has impacted my life, as at the age of four, my family converted to Protestantism. For the last fourteen years I have been a member of the Disciples of Christ denomination. I had never really been a firm believer in God until I was about fourteen years old. This was mainly due to the fact that I had never really given much thought to the subject. There was never any defining moment in my spiritual experience, as some religious people might insist upon, but more of a gradual recognition that I was and am following the correct path. My religion is the most noteworthy piece of my history, for it embedded a strong since of what is wrong and what is right in my mind. Christianity plays a large roll in my opinions on many social issues.
Another natural division amongst people is politics. As I’ve stated earlier, I have a strong traditional moral code. From that I have become a very conservative person: both socially and economically. This mere fact has lead me to clash with my more liberal friends throughout the years, although we still remained friends despite our different political ideas and beliefs. I should not be labeled as a republican, though, as the republicans’ only represent a fraction of my opinions.
To truly understand anything, you have to know history. Although I spent some of my early childhood living in Atlanta, Georgia, I spent most of my life living near the rustic township of New London. It was a good town to grow up near; we never had any problems with violence or drugs as some larger cities do. One of the largest drawbacks of living in a rural community is that you become accustomed to knowing everyone around you. Coming to a large university like Kansas State can be a little intimidating. I am still getting used to such a large population.
The above cases are just a few examples of what it’s like to be me. There are many minor details that I could not fit into any categories. It is fairly difficult to explain all there is to know about me in a mere two page report. For instance I never had the opportunity to delve into my favorite type of music, my unhealthy love for baseball, or even my own family. I can say, however, that I am looking forward to learning more about writing and the ideas that the other Expository Writing students have. Exchanging ideas is one of the reasons that our civilization has grown to the state that it is in now.

This was turned in as my first college essay. Tell me what you think. Also, feel free to write your own.

Hmm, what was this essay about?

It's a great first essay. Good job there! If I may say anything remotely negative of it is that if you added a few transitions, just a few, it would 'flow' a bit better. Nevertheless, it was constructed very interestingly.

Good read. But I'd hardly call that an essay. It's way too short! And I hope this wasn't your final version , because I couldn't help but notice:

My religion is the most noteworthy piece of my history, for it embedded a strong since of what is wrong and what is right in my mind.

I should not be labeled as a republican, though, as the republicans’ only represent a fraction of my opinions.

For what course did you have to write this? It's interesting to see that in the US, higher level education is done on such a personal base. Over here, we sit with 300 students in an aula and just listen to the professor droning on.

it's a little class called "Expository Writing"

the essay was about "what it's like to be me" we had instructions to tell about our past etc. I purposely didn't perfect it so I would have room to improve in the teachers eyes.

There were perhaps 14 other students in that class, but yes, I do have classes with 100 plus.

it was supposed to be under 2 pages.

Originally Posted by Corporal_Hicks

it's a little class called "Expository Writing"

Cool, will you be doing nothing than writing for this class, or will it be more theoretically oriented? Have you chosen a major yet? (I hope I'm interpreting the US university system right...)

it was supposed to be under 2 pages.

Quite understandable.

Originally Posted by Corporal_Hicks

I purposely didn't perfect it so I would have room to improve in the teachers eyes.

Feedback will be wasted on things you already know... Give it all you got, push your limits! You'll get more out of it.

On the essay:
It's a good read, you've got some skills.
Pay real good attention to your text-layout. A good layout is important as it makes reading easier and it even helps to understand the content. What I see now is two big chunks and a little in the middle. It doesn't reflect the structure of the content. Maybe the quote-box didn't allow good layout, I don't know.

Good luck with your class.

M

That's cool. I get out of taking Freshman English, but if that's your thing (English), all the more power to you!

I thought it sucked the big 'nard.

When I read an essay I expect to be entertained. I expect to laugh, to cry, and walk away from reading it a changed individual. This essay did none of those things for me, and I will have to give it my lowest rating ever(I rate essays as a hobby):

7 thumbs up.

Out of a possible 100 thumbs.









Heh, just kidding....It was alright.

Thought it was good, except for some typo's, E.G. 'roll' instead of 'role' in "roll in my life, but otherwise pretty good.