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Hits and Misses

One of the largest "hits" for my freshman year was the research paper. I genuinely enjoyed writing that huge research paper about technology in the cold war. I think this is for a few reasons. The first one being that WWII and Cold War history is something that I am very passionate about (I can blame my Dad for that). The second reason for me enjoying the research paper was because I believed that I was good at writing something like that (not to brag or anything). One of the things that I most improved on while doing this paper were my citation skills. That was definitely something that I had almost no experience in until writing the research paper.

The writing project that I had the most trouble with was the literary analysis. I really did believe that the paper would have been the death of me. One of the main reasons for this is because I had a very strong feeling about the book that I couldn't necessarily put into writing (or say for that matter). This is because I usually have a very different look on things. Other than that, however, I generally thought that I did a very decent job on the literary analysis. At this point, I wouldn't mind doing any kind of paper because I believe that my freshman english class has prepared for almost anything that I have to deal with in the remnants of my high school career.

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  1. I like how you liked the research paper. I enjoyed that too, it was fun to learn about things we don't know and know about. I agree about the literary analysis, i struggled with that post. Great Job!

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  2. I can relate strongly to how you feel about those two papers. The research project was definitely fun for us, as we got to further explore and write about the things in history we are fascinated with. Also, I struggled with the literary analysis as well, especially due to my lack of experience. Keep up the good work man.

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  3. Your project on the Cold War sounds interesting. I liked the research project, though I probably had a lot more trouble with it than you did. The research project was one of my "misses" of the year. I can relate to the literary analysis, that was hard. I am impressed your work on your research project.

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