Freshman English Final Reflection: collage & essay
Looking Back While Thinking Forward
At this time in my life, continuing to move forward has been a constant thought. While this pandemic, COVID-19, has caused social distancing and new lifestyles unlike anyone would have ever expected, it has also allowed for room to grow and to look at the light in your world with a new set of eyes. Being at home all the time, compared to being at school in Athens, has allowed me to reflect on the way I create, and move forward in my process.
For this final, I decided to approach the creative project first. Since being at school, I have learned that I work much better when things are physically in front of me and I can feel the paper as I shuffle through it with my hands. Although it may not have been the best paper-saving method, I decided to copy every essay I wrote in English this semester into a single word document, then print it all off. From 25 pages I crossed out, cut up, and created a two-page collage story about my freshman experience by using my own words I wrote throughout the semester. In this creative project, the intro explains my mindset going into freshman year as I realized I was gaining literacy in ‘Finding Myself Through The Words of Others’, followed by ‘A Rhetorical Look’ at pieces of writing that help me to effectively read texts, then acknowledging the power that ‘A Visual Analysis’ holds within it, and finally an overall reflection where I combined words and phrases from past reflections and the ‘Perspectives’ paper to craft together things I have learned and things I will take with me for the future.
During spring semester, I had been taking a journalism precision language class as well as a photojournalism class mixed with this freshman English course. This mix of creative and project-based classes allowed my storytelling and editing abilities to progress. My photojournalism class helped me to look at my role in photography and communication by trying to craft a single image to tell a person or persons’ story. My precision language class helped me to realize the weight of a word. “Words should be weighed and not counted,” and “The word is half of one who says it, and half of one who hears it,” are quotes that came up during a class lecture one day and have stuck with me since.
When I write, I think more. Writing helps me to organize my thoughts and create more meaningful communication. Though I have become a good talker in face-to-face interactions, when I am trying to formulate something complex, writing it out helps me to make it as effective as possible. Writing also helps me to remember things. I have kept a personal journal for a few years that I write in every so often, but back in the fall when school started I began to carry a small notebook and pen around with me everywhere I went so I could write notes and thoughts directly onto paper in the moment. This has helped me to be more attentive and reflective to moments in time as I mark them in my notebook and my memory.
Reflecting on my freshman year from an academic and social sense has helped me to process all this change in the past couple months. Time is something that keeps on going and going, we just have to keep up and do the best we can. It feels good to be in a position here at home where I have come to peace with that realization as I am being all that I can be.