College Papers

The Handsomest Drowned Man in the World

I was wrong last week – I found another essay from my early days of school. High School or my first semester of college. I am not sure. It’s an English essay based on a short story by Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

It’s funny to read it now because it’s just such an essay. Do you know what I mean? It really just lays it all out in that first paragraph: I’m going to talk about this, this and this. Very typical and obvious thesis statement, you could use it in a middle school class as an example.

“Okay, class, read this introduction and highlight the thesis statement.”

And they’d all get an “A”.

Still, it makes me want to re-read “The Handsomest Drowned Man in the World”, so there’s that.

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College Papers

A Personal Tale

This will likely be the last paper I share from my first year of college…but then, who knows what I might dig up in the future.

The following is another speech that I wrote up for a public speaking course and is 100% personal in nature. The point of the exercise was to be vulnerable in public. In front of strangers. So we were tasked to share things we don’t typically share with others right off, as well as a lesson we had learned from it.

It was, not surprisingly, difficult. No one held back. That room, that day, was very raw. It was one of the most amazing experiences I ever had in a classroom in my life – a real reminder that you’re always sitting by a fellow human being that has been through something.

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College Papers

Chasing the Dream

Today I dug up a short paper written for an English class from when I was about 17 or 18. Nothing fancy – just one of those stream of consciousness papers based on a prompt. For this essay, the subject was defining the American Dream. I think in a lot of ways it highlights my idealism, but it’s nice to read that I felt hopeful and happy back then.

I don’t know that I would approach my definition in the same way, and that might be something I revisit later.

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Stranger Danger Online

Digging through my archives I managed to stumble across one of my earliest papers. Maybe from the 2010-ish timeframe. It might actually be a speech I gave to an Honor Society in my freshman year of college – our theme for that year was the dissemination of information and we focused on the internet.

This paper is a very general “Be careful out there!” type of PSA, and it sounds a bit like what you’d tell a room of middle schoolers. Cute in its way.


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We all start somewhere

In some way or another, I’ve spent the last 23 years of my life in school.

And now I’m done.

I have a Master’s degree and I’m happy about that. I have a job in my field – research. Happy about that too. Might get a Ph.D. That’s nice.

I find myself not feeling quite content, though. I have always loved learning and writing and trying to answer the questions that would pop into my head about why the world is the way it is. I’m not sure I want to stop now just because I’ve graduated. So maybe I won’t.

I’ll ease myself into it – I’ve saved every paper I’ve ever written. See which are suitable for polishing and expanding on and start there. Maybe laugh at how terrible or full of myself I was at 19. Maybe then I’ll start to get brave and venture off the path a bit. Pursue the things I’ve been interested in the past few years.

Maybe work on being published on my own.

I haven’t really done this sooner because I would do what a lot of people do. I tell myself that I’m a terrible writer. That my opinions don’t matter. That no one cares about what I have to say. All that could very well be true, but I’m getting to a point in my life where I don’t care. It’d be nice to have that approval from others. A “Wow, you’re great at this!”, but it’d also be great to just be doing what I like and having fun. That’s one of the things I’ve always loved about the internet – it really allows for a sense of freedom you don’t get anywhere else.

If nothing else, I want to keep myself current. I don’t want to get rusty or dull or lazy.

oahu