Reflective Narrative
Weebly
When I first heard that I had to have a blog for class I honestly didn't know what to think. I wasn't mad or anything I just didn't know what to expect because I had never blogged before in my life. Everyone had talked about blogging to me and about how much they enjoyed it so I was sort of excited to see if I would like it! I enjoy writing in a journal and just writing in general so I figured it shouldn't be too bad.
Well after blogging for two classes for the first time in one week I instantly decided I hated blogging. I would rather hand in a paper or do anything besides blog and I'm not too sure why. When I would type up my blogs on Weebly I would sometimes post them and then all of the sudden they just weren't there anymore so I would have to rewrite everything I just wrote. I also hate staring at a computer screen so to do the readings while looking at a computer then having to follow up the readings with a blog post was just too much computer time for me. I would rather a teacher hand me a hard copy of what to read and then I could follow it up with a paper.
Twitterive
When I first made my twitterive I was extremely confused. What is a twitterive? What will I have to do? But after I got the hang of it I really love the idea. I might have loved it more than others because I was going through something extremely personal at the time of our twitterive assignment and I felt like it was a perfect opportunity for me to express how I feel about the situation and explain to others what I am going through.
It was a different story when I was told we had to present our rough drafts to the class. I froze. This was the first time since I found out I was expecting that I had to talk about it in front of a large group of people. Of course I told people here and there but I didn't have to talk about it in front of so many people yet. I was very scared of what people would think of me. Would they judge me because I am so young? Would they think I was joking because I wasn't showing yet? I had so many emotions running through my head I didn't know what to think. After presenting it to the class I felt really good. Everyone seemed supportive and not judgmental at all. It reassured me that once again, everything would be okay.
Another thing about the twitterive is that this required me to start using my twitter account. I made a twitter and never ended up using one until class required me to. I have to say I am lucky that I had to use twitter because it made me fall in love with twitter and really understand it. Before I didn't get the whole gist of it but after being on it a couple of times and tweeting for class I became a pro!
Collaborative Research
This was the hardest assignment for me in this class. I've never had a problem completing a group assignment but I also never had a group that literally left me out of everything. My group all lived on campus and also all knew each other outside of class so basically I was the "fourth wheel." I'm not throwing anyone under the bus but it is the truth. I would have loved to been included in going to the interview but no one told me when it was or even that they had a date lined up for it. I would have liked to been able to interview someone I knew about eating healthy on campus but I didn't have that opportunity because they already had picked who they wanted to interview. Every time I would say "So what should we all do for next time?" Everyone would say nothing and then one person would come with all of the work done. I didn't think this was fair that one member of the group was doing all of the work even though that person wanted to. I don't know if it was a control issue or that they didn't trust us doing the work but I didn't enjoy it.
Besides the group aspect of it I really did enjoy learning about how people try to eat healthy on campus and what their options are. As a commuter I had never gone to the cafe or eaten anything on campus because I didn't have to. But after doing the project it sounds like there are many options for everyone on campus and that Rowan offers a wide variety no matter what your eating habit is.
Blogs
Here I want to refer back to some of my blog posts:
Digital Native?
The question is am I a digital native? I would have to say no. Even though I did grow up with a computer most of my life I am not very good with technology. I wouldn't say I am bad with technology but it's sad when my 2 year old nephew knows how to work his DVD player better than I do and he can work my cell phone and computer. He is definitely going to be considered "a digital native." But I would say I'm a little more advanced than my mother and fathers generation because I know how to use my kindle fire and other stuff but I didn't grow up attached to video games or addicted to my i pod I'm just a normal kid who goes on the computer every now and then and I have the internet on my phone.
I thought that maybe this would change after completing this class but it didn't. I am just not a huge fan of technology. I would rather just hand write a paper then have to do all of the fancy stuff.
Microfiction 1
Not every mistake, is a mistake. I keep telling myself this over and over in my head. How can it be a mistake if it feels so right? A mistake is something you regret or something you wish never happened, I don't wish this never happened, maybe I wish it happened a little bit later but never.. that's pretty harsh. I know everyone is going to judge me, but who are they to judge the decisions I make and the life I live? I bet you they've made worse "mistakes" before than this one.
"Anna?" The nurse said my name. "It's your turn for the doctor to see you."
I sat on the bed and she put that gooey stuff on my stomach and then I heard it, the most amazing sound to my ears.
"Yup, that's the baby's heart beat." The nurse looked at me and smiled. "You're about nine weeks pregnant."
There was silence in the room. Everything finally seemed so real to me. Am I still scared about what people would think of me? Yeah I am. But then I turned my head to the side and saw a picture on the wall and it said,
“Who are you to judge the life I live?
I know I'm not perfect
-and I don't live to be-
but before you start pointing fingers...
make sure you hands are clean!”
― Bob Marley
My babies heart beat and the sign on the wall made everything feel right.
I loved this microfiction piece! I felt like it sort of talked about what I am going through but at the same time wasn't about me! I really enjoyed writing the microfiction pieces.
When I first heard that I had to have a blog for class I honestly didn't know what to think. I wasn't mad or anything I just didn't know what to expect because I had never blogged before in my life. Everyone had talked about blogging to me and about how much they enjoyed it so I was sort of excited to see if I would like it! I enjoy writing in a journal and just writing in general so I figured it shouldn't be too bad.
Well after blogging for two classes for the first time in one week I instantly decided I hated blogging. I would rather hand in a paper or do anything besides blog and I'm not too sure why. When I would type up my blogs on Weebly I would sometimes post them and then all of the sudden they just weren't there anymore so I would have to rewrite everything I just wrote. I also hate staring at a computer screen so to do the readings while looking at a computer then having to follow up the readings with a blog post was just too much computer time for me. I would rather a teacher hand me a hard copy of what to read and then I could follow it up with a paper.
Twitterive
When I first made my twitterive I was extremely confused. What is a twitterive? What will I have to do? But after I got the hang of it I really love the idea. I might have loved it more than others because I was going through something extremely personal at the time of our twitterive assignment and I felt like it was a perfect opportunity for me to express how I feel about the situation and explain to others what I am going through.
It was a different story when I was told we had to present our rough drafts to the class. I froze. This was the first time since I found out I was expecting that I had to talk about it in front of a large group of people. Of course I told people here and there but I didn't have to talk about it in front of so many people yet. I was very scared of what people would think of me. Would they judge me because I am so young? Would they think I was joking because I wasn't showing yet? I had so many emotions running through my head I didn't know what to think. After presenting it to the class I felt really good. Everyone seemed supportive and not judgmental at all. It reassured me that once again, everything would be okay.
Another thing about the twitterive is that this required me to start using my twitter account. I made a twitter and never ended up using one until class required me to. I have to say I am lucky that I had to use twitter because it made me fall in love with twitter and really understand it. Before I didn't get the whole gist of it but after being on it a couple of times and tweeting for class I became a pro!
Collaborative Research
This was the hardest assignment for me in this class. I've never had a problem completing a group assignment but I also never had a group that literally left me out of everything. My group all lived on campus and also all knew each other outside of class so basically I was the "fourth wheel." I'm not throwing anyone under the bus but it is the truth. I would have loved to been included in going to the interview but no one told me when it was or even that they had a date lined up for it. I would have liked to been able to interview someone I knew about eating healthy on campus but I didn't have that opportunity because they already had picked who they wanted to interview. Every time I would say "So what should we all do for next time?" Everyone would say nothing and then one person would come with all of the work done. I didn't think this was fair that one member of the group was doing all of the work even though that person wanted to. I don't know if it was a control issue or that they didn't trust us doing the work but I didn't enjoy it.
Besides the group aspect of it I really did enjoy learning about how people try to eat healthy on campus and what their options are. As a commuter I had never gone to the cafe or eaten anything on campus because I didn't have to. But after doing the project it sounds like there are many options for everyone on campus and that Rowan offers a wide variety no matter what your eating habit is.
Blogs
Here I want to refer back to some of my blog posts:
Digital Native?
The question is am I a digital native? I would have to say no. Even though I did grow up with a computer most of my life I am not very good with technology. I wouldn't say I am bad with technology but it's sad when my 2 year old nephew knows how to work his DVD player better than I do and he can work my cell phone and computer. He is definitely going to be considered "a digital native." But I would say I'm a little more advanced than my mother and fathers generation because I know how to use my kindle fire and other stuff but I didn't grow up attached to video games or addicted to my i pod I'm just a normal kid who goes on the computer every now and then and I have the internet on my phone.
I thought that maybe this would change after completing this class but it didn't. I am just not a huge fan of technology. I would rather just hand write a paper then have to do all of the fancy stuff.
Microfiction 1
Not every mistake, is a mistake. I keep telling myself this over and over in my head. How can it be a mistake if it feels so right? A mistake is something you regret or something you wish never happened, I don't wish this never happened, maybe I wish it happened a little bit later but never.. that's pretty harsh. I know everyone is going to judge me, but who are they to judge the decisions I make and the life I live? I bet you they've made worse "mistakes" before than this one.
"Anna?" The nurse said my name. "It's your turn for the doctor to see you."
I sat on the bed and she put that gooey stuff on my stomach and then I heard it, the most amazing sound to my ears.
"Yup, that's the baby's heart beat." The nurse looked at me and smiled. "You're about nine weeks pregnant."
There was silence in the room. Everything finally seemed so real to me. Am I still scared about what people would think of me? Yeah I am. But then I turned my head to the side and saw a picture on the wall and it said,
“Who are you to judge the life I live?
I know I'm not perfect
-and I don't live to be-
but before you start pointing fingers...
make sure you hands are clean!”
― Bob Marley
My babies heart beat and the sign on the wall made everything feel right.
I loved this microfiction piece! I felt like it sort of talked about what I am going through but at the same time wasn't about me! I really enjoyed writing the microfiction pieces.