It only took me five weeks into the class to really see the difference in my writing style to those of my classmates. I was raised by an extremely negative father who also happen to be very closed minded. The phrase "Its my way or the high way" was written for men like him.
Even though I am my own person, I can not change the type of person it is that raised me. When I read "Say it again", by Elizabeth Browning I could not see anything, but a negative point of view. I read other comments left and they all talked about how in love they were and how great the couples lives must be. Not I.
I think my views hender me from seeing more to the poems we read. I have trouble seeing beyond what is really meant. Unless the poem uses a lot of joyful words then of course I can see it then, but its not always like that. Some of the poems we read aren't even in English. ( to me)
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