Growth

Caroline Erlandsen

Perhaps I could probably write all about how the adversity I have faced with this virus has affected me and overcomplicate the ways in which my life has carried on since, but honestly that would probably be just a long fake way to get an assignment done easily so I can be done with this class and never look back. To do that now would be such a disservice from me to this class. I am sure many of you were affected in large ways from this pandemic and this is not to discredit you at all. I simply believe that writing about that would discredit any actual struggles any of you or anyone else has gone through. Which leads me right into what I have learned this semester.

This has been one of the, if not the, best classes I have been a part of in a long time. A simply gen ed class meant to get a few English credits out of the way for most of us and completely unrelated to my major, I expected to be doing a lit of boring cookie cutter papers and sitting through annoyingly overcomplicated lectures as my friends who took this course last semester did. But wow, I am so glad I was surprised to find the opposite. This class’ discussions started on day one and just took off from there. We only had a month together, but I think everyone reading this blog post can agree that our class was something special.

I have always been a writer, but I would label myself as a closet writer. The only time people ever read what I have to write is English teachers grading my papers or God forbid I have to peer edit and one of my friends reads what I wrote. I write through everything. If I am having a bad day or I can’t get something off my mind or I really need to express some feeling I am having, I will write about it. There are so many stories stored in journals I have, on my phone in notes, and most of them in this very laptop I am typing from. None of them have seen the eyes of another person, except my folder labeled ‘English 110.’

When we had the opportunity to take this class and run with it I was excited to share some creative work rather than boring research papers or book reports. So, I submitted my work full of funny little sayings and weird tidbits from my life that sound like I am casually speaking. When I was chosen to share my whole story in front of the class I was petrified. I am a fine public speaker and I will present anytime when I must but presenting my writing is something that makes me incredibly and scared. But I watched a few souls braver than mine go up and share their thoughts too and it eased my mind because I realized the environment, I was in. I shared my piece and then I got so much positive feedback. So many kind words and not just the simple, ‘you really did a good job’ or ‘nicely written,’ it talked about favorite parts and gave specific examples and related my work to their own lives. I knew and hoped that this could be something so cool.

And it was. Over just a few short weeks I feel like most of us had gotten so comfortable sharing our words and opening our hearts to each other which is something that is so rare these days, at least for me. I have loved reading and listening to so many stories and thoughts and opinions and experiences from all of you and I am so grateful that I was a part of this. I guess to ACTUALLY write what the assignment is asking and share what I learned this semester I will say this: I learned to open myself up. I have always been a somewhat closed off person terrified to tell people how I really fear out of stubbornness or pride or whatever dumb thing is inside my head. It is something I have been working on, but this class really helped teach me hoe to open myself up like I have never before which is through words. Written words can be so much more revealing than spoken words because they will not hold back what they want to say. Being able to share with all of you has been an honor and privilege. Thank you for being the best audience and the best writers yourself and thank you for the, although bizarre, cool semester you provided in this class.

PS no this is not my cat, just a funny cat that came onto my feed and i turned into my project