If you Ever Read Essays you Wrote in School?

Question

they mostly make you do what?

Examples: Cringe, laugh, smile, get depressed, reminisce?

Asking in Senior room for their answer, but anyone can answer.

Answer 1

Die laughing at my lack of imagination and my poor writing skills. Sadly, I remember some of them and wonder how in the world I ever pulled A's in English or Literature! I learned how to write a wicked business letter, but I do not have the imagination to tell a story. I can be funny in writing, but I cannot tell a story. I can be direct in writing, but I cannot tell a story. But, I do admire those who have imagination, can write the ridiculous as if it were real, and have fun with it. I miss the chicken ranch of Scotland...what a bunch of crazy carrying ons that was...yet it was highly imaginative, very double entendre', used metaphors for so much....very original style of writing. That kind of stuff I have a very high regard for. How about you...what are your writing abilities. ? I actually would like to know what you think about yourself. You ask many interesting questions, you hint, occasionally about your life, but your hints and your questions make me want to know more about you as a person. You continually remain an enigma here, for you betray little of yourself to others...me, I am an open book. Phil

Answer 2

It was a picture prompt for the state standardized test and it had to be done extemporaneously, so I devised a masterpiece about sometimes it is the bar that eats you. I got a perfect 10/10 when the scores came back and wrote more than need be. I went on about sometimes the bar can take your manhood figuratively and literally speaking as you can squander any future success there at a bar or you can fill up a bar going tramp in more ways then 1. Of course I mean stimulation through conversation and/or sexually both of which the bar helps enhance. Then I talked about a confluence of events in my life that happened because of the bar eating and engulfing my very being. Whether it was that of my 16 children that I share custody with a trollop of a woman who is on welfare because she can't budget the alimony I give her to no fault of my own. She too is a victim of a bar, but she hits it harder than I do and she never was an intellectual. I only was with her because I too was a victim of the bar and temporarily fell for her lustful attributes. I too was once kidnapped at a bar by travelling Vietcong disguised as traveling contortionist because according to them I knew too much when we engaged in small talk about their country during NAM' War. I was taken to Vietnam as a captive of war and learned the trick of the diplomacy trade. I represented myself and was soon thereafter extradited back to the US where instead of being tried because of the bullsh!t things the Vietcong told the American gov't I did over there (genocide) they said. The US made me an ambassador instead, but I did not initially take it until - The story ends: with me in a gutter near the bar wallowing in my own self pity with drink in hand. Deciding and wrestling with myself whether or not I should put the drink down. Then I reach an epiphany and decide to make something of myself right after I get in a near death experience and fight for my life with the neighborhood bum who always resented me for some reason or another. I become an ambassador. Yes a drunkie turned ambassador who still dabbles in the art of the chug on occassion. I did all this without conforming to what society wants cause I can still hit the bottle with the best of them I am just more controlled about it. Therefore, I serve as an inspirational figure to all a real showman and true enlightened force to be reckoned with.

Answer 3

am I a senior I'm 45? sorry to ask a question to a question.
but ,yes I have, it makes me realise how I was feeling at the time and what I thought about the topic

Answer 4

That was probably my best subject in school, I had a wild imagination and aced a lot of classes because I wrote great essays and themes and short stories. I still have a lot of them, and they are still pretty good! Actually I probably wrote better than I do now, lol! And now, I write occasionally for publication!

Answer 5

I was a teen during the beatnic era, so of course my writings were very dark and depressing.

Answer 6

They'd make me 'smile', it was who I was at the time and she believed what she wrote. The one I remember most is from grade school and I wrote that I wanted to be a cowgirl when I grow up. Even though it didn't happen, I will always be one at heart.---Luvs

Answer 7

I'm amazed that I wrote as well as I did at that age. I'm amazed that I made spelling errors. I think the stuff I wrote in college was very, very good. I wish I had stayed that smart.

Answer 8

They make me laugh because I thought I did a good job and they were very immature and awful.

Answer 9

No. I leave it all behind. Like poetry. It's something that is written once, then discarded. I dont care to read my own poetry in the future or ever hear anyone else's poetry.

Answer 10

all of the above...most of the time I can't believe I'd write something so awful, or that I could make it soooo much better now!