As weird as this sounds, I kind of enjoyed the research paper. I don't know what's gotten into me, but I liked doing the research. Maybe not the preparation steps (outline, notecards, etc.) and kind of liked but not as much the writing part, but I couldn't stop researching. My mind was like "oh, what's this" and "what was that about?" I sort of got off topic, but hey, research is research. The actual writing, well it was ok. I felt a sort of relief once it was all over. But I also felt a tinge of joy that I got to share my months-worth of hard work. Through the process, I also learned how to do a real research paper and am now talking about things in history class and thinking "that would make a great research paper!" Yes, I know, I'm weird.
On the other hand, I don't think I got all that I could have out of the personal narrative. It was our first essay, and I didn't really know what to expect and what was expected out of the essay. I was too focused on the expectations that I didn't focus enough on the smaller details, which is the opposite of the problem most people have. I spent too much time describing and giving vivid details, which is a good thing, but then I didn't make it personal; I didn't say what the whole experience meant to me. So I definitely could've gotten more out of that piece.
I totally agree with this! The research paper was definitely a hit for me this year. I also agree that the personal narrative wasn't as enjoyable as it could of been.
ReplyDeleteI actually love research papers just as much as you do. Sometimes I do the same thing in history? I also felt the same way about personal narratives.
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