I have shed my share of tears over the grueling writing process. I have heard enough \u201cthis paper is vague,\u201d \u201cyou have too many commas,\u201d and \u201cyou\u2019re not supporting your thesis.\u201d No, I am past all that now. I got a 36 on the English section of the ACT and am ready for college. I take my first class, composition, and end it with an A. Finally, I can conclude: I am a good writer.<\/p>\n
Fast forward about 8 months. By this time, I am living on campus and all of my friends find out I\u2019m a writing major. I am continuously bombarded with questions like \u201cOh, can you help me with my paper?\u201d and \u201cDoes the comma go here or here?\u201d But I don\u2019t mind. I like helping my peers with their writing. After all, I\u2019ve already concluded I am a good writer, so surely, I have a lot to offer. The thing is, when you\u2019re surrounded by nursing majors who hate writing, maybe you do<\/em>have something to offer.<\/p>\n But being surrounded by writing majors, I was in for a rude awakening.<\/p>\n I sauntered into my first Professional Writing and Information Design class the fall of 2019. Maybe I\u2019m not quite as prepared as I thought I was<\/em>. What I learned from my first week of PWID classes: there is a LOT I don\u2019t know. What I learned from my first PWID grade: there is a LOT I don\u2019t know that I thought <\/em>I knew. For so long, I prided myself on my punctuation accuracy. You can imagine how dumbfounded I was when my professors found numerous typos and punctuation errors. I started to question everything. Am I in the right major? Can I even proofread? Can I write at all?<\/p>\n For some reason I came to college thinking I needed to be perfect. I\u2019m a writing major, so my papers should already be flawless, right? Oh, was I wrong. What\u2019s the point of coming to college if you have nothing to learn? I knew I had some things to learn. I know now I have much more to learn.<\/p>\n I\u2019m no longer at the top of my class, and that\u2019s ok. Instead of being frustrated and discouraged by my grades, I can turn that into motivation to do better. Instead of comparing myself to fellow students, I should learn from them. PWID has brought me from an arrogant little freshman who knew everything about grammar, to a humbled writer taking one assignment at a time. No one likes having their pride hurt. 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