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Hilary Ochoa
White
16 May 2022
In order to best represent my growth these past four years, I decided to include a PA from
each year. In my opinion, they were the most difficult assignments. Even though they were the
most frustrating, writing each one of them has taught me so much academically and in the real-
world. I came into University High thinking I was a decent writer because my eighth-grade
teacher Mr. Neville would constantly boast about my writing and how good it was for my age.
Freshman me was deeply disappointed when the first PA was returned. As I was writing it, I
believed Mrs. Spacht would be impressed by my vocabulary and overall writing. I quickly
learned that every sentence I wrote sounded like I “swallowed the thesaurus” and spit it out onto
the page. Mrs. Spacht told me something along those lines in our first PA rewrite meeting and I
am very glad she did. Those words hit hard then because I was not used to my work being
criticized. Middle school was an environment where I felt I could easily excel, but I felt the rigor
of University High School even on the first day. It was hard to become accustomed to the
demanding environment, but I merely began by listening to the critics and applying them. If I
and analyzing my mistakes now I completely understand where everyone was coming from. As I
was going through the paper, I was bamboozled by “That is a large sum of money indeed...”. It is
such an awkward phrase that I know little Hilary thought was superior. Today, I know that the
phrase could be worded differently in order to help the paper’s flow. If I must be truthful, I
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dreaded going to English Freshman year. It was not because I disliked my peers or the teacher,
but because I felt great pressure to perform better than I believed I could. My head would
constantly feel hot and also felt the need to cry. I know I have grown because I believe in myself
and my ability to perform what is expected of me. If I do fail, I now know it is okay because
there is always time and people to help and improve. There is no one praying on your downfall
and instead a whole community ready to support you. I am no longer afraid to ask for help. My
growth only began freshman year and continued on to sophomore year when I worked on the
merely reading the introduction, I notice tremendous improvement in my writing. I do not need
to use big words in order to get my point across and I account that to an increase in confidence. I
getting used to the rigorous environment and making more significant connections with my
peers. My organization skills also seemed to have improved because I can easily follow my
thought process even now. I may be biased, but that paper was not too bad. I definitely see
growth from my writing freshman year to sophomore year. Though, my progress was stagnant
when the pandemic struck, and we went online. I had a very difficult time getting my work done
at the end of both semesters of junior year. I started both off strong, feeling motivated and ready
to stay on top of my work. That motivation was extremely difficult to maintain without being in
person and having someone to constantly keep me accountable. I could be doing very well but let
myself turn in an assignment late and suddenly it was okay to turn in all of my assignments late.
Anyways, my junior PAs were of very poor quality. I struggled to get them done and I am very
sorry for delaying your work and any inconvenience I caused. Thank you so much for grading
my PA even on the last day of school, you are one of a kind Ms. White. Please know that I
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appreciate everything you have done and am forever grateful for your constant support and
flexibility. Moving on from my love confession, my junior PA was lacking in several ways. For
instance, the analysis did not connect back to both the claim and the evidence. I merely
summarized and did not explain my ideas thoroughly. I knew as I wrote the paper that my
analysis was insufficient, but I did not care enough to fix it and add more. My writing took a toll
last year because I did not care or was motivated enough to do more. I failed to apply many of
the skills and tools I was taught in my first two years. I have tried to apply all I know my senior
year. I demonstrated I can provide quality work with the poetry responses by passing them on the
first try. My senioritis began a little earlier than I expected, and I neglected my senior paper. I
managed to do the bare minimum and turn in my drafts on time, but I did not make the
corrections I knew it needed. I recognized my paper needed more analysis and specifically to
pull apart pieces of the evidence, but I failed to do so. It required a rewrite, a fate I accepted long
before I submitted it. For the rewrite, I worked to pull apart quotes and explain my evidence
piece by piece. I am proud of myself for completing my senior paper because freshman me
would never be able to or believe I could write a 20-page essay. It has been a difficult four years,