What I Learned/What's next

I came into Ms.McKenna's class at the beginning of this year not totally sure of what I got myself into. Seeing as how I chose to do creative writing so that I wouldn't have to do a regular lit. class. I really just saw the class as an easier alternative to the other lit. classes. I mean who wants to sit in class and fill out literature packets, when you could just easily write silly blurbs and witty puns to put in the school's Ego. But I soon came to find out my mistake. I was instantly thrown into a course where a majority of the class was on a completely higher level of writing than myself. Assignments were given that went way over my head, either that or I was too busy goofing off all the time. But then on that unreal day, that out-of-no-where day, our teacher passes away. Being a big blow to our school, the class was thrown into a confused state. Different faces trying to teach me the things Ms. McKenna left off at. I can definitely say it was a first for my school years. But then, oh hey look another sub today,. "hello class my name is Mr.Good, and I will be teaching your class for the next quarter."

I had never had Mr.Good as a teacher before in high school, but I had heard he was a very good teacher. For the next four months Mr.Good had opened my eyes to see that my perspective of literature was, for the most part very poor. I never thought that there would be a day in my life where I actually enjoy writing pages upon pages of stories, or reciting poetry in front of a class. I can honestly say that 6th period creative writing class was my favorite class of the day. The class had taught me new skills, not only of literature, but of things I do on day to day basis. My 6th period journal is half way full, and I'm planning on filling more journals, pieces of paper, and blog posts full of wonderful words of wildly wittiness. But it of course has to happen, we lose another teacher. This Friday, our somewhat of a literature teacher is leaving the class to continue on with his life. But not all things are bad, out of death comes life, and out of Mr.Good leaving comes Mr.Dwyer. Mr.Dwyer will be our teach from the begging of this semester till the end of this year. I didn't know Mr.Dwyer very well when he showed up to our 6th period class that day. I'm still not 100% on who this guy is that will be leading this class of high school students to our summer, but from what I've seen, I like him, and I'm sure he will do a great job of stepping into Good's shoes and leading us to eternal glory. Who knows what this next semester will bring. But I know that I will be enjoying this 6th period class a lot more, thanks to two of the most influential teachers I've had, Ms.McKenna and of course Mr.Good.
Photo Credit For Bong Hits For Jesus, Mr.Good.