"New Knowledge Received. "

Everything in life is a learning experience whether you mean it to be or not, in fact most things we learn are by accident, especially when you were studying, you'll learn a lot. Certain teachers had different methods of making their lessons effective and easy to understand. A lot of teachers already teaches us about writing literatures or essays, and among all those theres always one among them wholl stand out and leave a meaningful learnings. In school, I can say that there are teachers who do their job excellently and at the average, there comes a teacher whom in one snap were already snoring at one corner, some were always at their highest blood boiling point, some do exhibit fantastic moves which will make students laugh at the back of their minds, others were like unobtrusive tufas, some of them will make you judder in your saddles knowing they were heading their way plastering their far-famed loggerhead eyebrows and narrowing sharp dagger stares that are likely digging your inmost soul, but some of them were always showing their thirty two pairs of teeth wherever your spirits collide. Students even have unceremonious names that signifies how they act. But among all those they do good teachings, the reason why Im already here, able to stand and speak with knowledge. But also among all those, there were always certain teachers that will motivate and awaken your long hidden talents and capabilities you never ever doubt if you really possess.

Throughout my years wearing different kinds of uniforms, I am able to recall numerous experiences which "stand out in my mind as meaningful as it can be". Various kinds of teachers gone through me. Thought me how to use and compose sentences, but, it is really not what my hand wanted. Writing is my enemy, I grew up facing numbers and dealing with the earths structures and the fact that I hate reading and reviewing lessons and whenever Im writing, especially essays, its like my eyelids has their own mind making it heavy enough to fall. Also, my hand is always having hard time dealing with pens, its not that I have a penmanship like those scratches of a chicken as they say, I am even nominated as a class secretary, not to brag, its just that I dont know why they do understand each other and does that voluntarily like they have their own minds. Not that I cant think of a topic to right, writing is just really sluggish to undertake for me. But not until Ive known and met Mr. Barias, whom become our subject teacher in Creative Writing Nonfiction, who taught us various ways of writing creatively. I dont know why but whenever he speaks he is like some chocolate that will attract my eyes and ears to go land and focus on what he teaches. Maybe its because on the way he educate, where he's s always relating each topic in the real life situations. Its like he's a light that whenever he enters the room will make us enlighten our moods, a joker ready to make us a laughing machine who can't get enough of laughing, full of insights. I love it when he teaches us bright eyed that encourages us to be more attentive, I love the way his tactful mouth open in such a bubbly way. I dont know but he became my motivation in writing, I started to love writing, that I found pleasure in it, a companion, an important buddy to express my resentments and sentiments that will kept it just within it. Im starting to love the yellow pad, that whenever Im sharing with them using my pen, they're re not complaining, they dont talk, they just lessen to my sobs embracing my tears whole heartedly even though they're e starting to be ripped by the wetness my tears made, and most especially they wont interrupt my drama till I express all my burdens which I really needed, it is where I found an ally. I learned writing creatively and feel fulfillment whenever I've e done one with nice comments which I really appreciate, and knowing I made Mr. Barias happy for my improvement makes me motivated to do what he's s telling us to do. The way he persevere on reading all our essays is really amazing, even though I know not all of our essays were worth reading, especially my works, for it all explicit my sentiments in life, given that it's also lengthy. These are some of the reason why I am motivated for I know that it's worth writing, with him reading it all.

This memorable learning experience was extremely valuable to me that I'll l carry on 'til the day air generates within my respiratory system. It help me a lot. I am very thankful that this subject with its instructor came to this phase of my life to make me learn. For above all this, the important thing that I learned is that I am capable of writing. I can write! Another part of my system was upgraded. New knowledge received!

Hi guyssssss, So this is just a reflection essay I wrote when I was in my Senior High, just feel like sharing it, this is the time when I realize that I can write essays without forcing myself to do so haha. I wanna thank my instructor way back then, he gave me the motivation to do creative writings.

You can share your learning experiences too, when did you realize that you can also write or it is already your hobby way back then, just comment it below.

Thank you for reading. ❤️

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