This post is an essay that I wrote for my junior year of high school/freshman year of college English class. It’s a personal literacy essay where I discuss my experience with books. I hope you like it. Throughout my entire life, including now, people always recognize me by my hair. Curly, brown, and perpetually frizzy hair. My trademark. Although hair is important to who I am, I think books will forever be the biggest part of me. According to my mother, I started reading when I was 3, I can’t corroborate that since I don’t remember being 3. In fact, I don’t remember much of my childhood. But I remember the books I read. There were 3 extremely important books that have shaped my entire life, or at least my life until now, but I can almost guarantee that they will always be important to me. These books represent different types of reading, or different reasons you might read. The first type is reading for knowledge, represented by the Egyptology book. As a child I wa
This past July, I got the opportunity to travel to Washington, D.C. for the Washington Journalism and Media Conference at George Mason University. Due to the plethora of pictures that I took while there (we had to document our experience to get college credit), I’ll only be writing a little about what happened there. I may do another post detailing my experience, but I’m more excited about sharing the pictures I took. These are the pictures I got from day 1, we didn’t do much that day. We just played in the game room (called “The Hub”) , took a tour of the college, and had dinner, where we heard the first of MANY speakers. This is day 2, we toured some national monuments and went to planet word. I didn’t get many pictures on day 3, but we went to the National Press Club and played a very intense game of Color Group Feud. I didn’t get any pictures on day 4, but I got a BUNCH on day 5. We toured the National Mall that day and above are my pictures from the African American History Mus