Author's Note: This is my closure piece for middle school. I know that usually in my author's notes I talk about what I did in the piece and kind of why I did it and things like that, but I want to use this one for something different. First of all, I want to say that I love this class, and I'm really going to miss it. I have had awesome classmates who have made my day more times than I can count, and a great teacher to push me more than I ever had before. Second of all, I have really been able to be myself, and that is something I wouldn't change for the world, (sorry to sound cheesy, but it's true) Hope you enjoy this piece guys:
It's funny how some things just end. When we spend so much time doing one thing, being at one place, only for it to end so soon, it can be pretty hard to know how to react. It doesn’t even seem like it was that long ago that I walked into Asa Clark as a student for the first time, and now I will soon be doing that with the high school Everything in middle school is coming to a close so quickly, but I won't forget anything.
Who I am now, in every aspect, has been because of everything I have done with myself for the past two years. I don't think I have ever expressed myself more than I have in middle school, and I think that that is definitely why I am so thankful for being able to write. Honestly, before this year, I mostly only wrote for teachers. Sadly enough, I don’t think I ever wrote once for just myself, so I was delving into a whole new process with middle school. Now, I don't even understand why I never wrote before. Over these past couple years, I don't think I was ever able to get out any feelings I had more than I did in this time. It has allowed me to get out whatever I need to. Not only that, but I was able to really focus on improving my ability to write. Sometimes I'll look over some of my past works from last year, and am glad for the fact that I actually was able to improve, and I have language arts to thank for that.
Obviously, with writing comes reading, and that to has definitely improved with me. In elementary school, I did read, but the books we read then, although entertaining, didn't really make me think all that much. I got a taste of more analysis last year, but I felt I pushed it more this year. Especially with Life of Pi and The Power and the Glory, I had to think quite a bit and analyze various themes of the book more so than I have ever had to do. I cannot say that I am an avid reader, but I do think it's good to be able to have challenges within it.
My entire life, I have wondered about the future. The obvious ones come to mind first, like, what job do I want to have, where will I go to college, and what high school will really be like. When I first thought of those things, I never thought for one second knew what it would be like for that time to actually arrive for me, but nevertheless, I am ready for it. Out of every class, I can honestly say that language arts has been my favorite (and I'm not just saying that because I am talking about language arts) No class has ever legitimately made me think about myself, or Life in general. I looked forward to this class every day because it was the one time when I didn't have to be anything else but me, and that, out of anything, has made me ready. Thank you Mr. Johnson, and thank you to the eighth grade class. I don't know what I would have done without you guys. I'll miss this class, and eighth grade in general, but I won't forget everything it has taught me.
