After elementary school breezed by, I thought I was an excellent student, a math wiz, and on my way to play professional basketball. Similar to many students entering junior high, I quickly found my new school’s experiences to be eye opening. I was not going to play professional basketball, but this was not the high on the list of concerns. My grades were low, and for the first time I saw an F on my report card. This F was also followed by D’s and C’s. To say the least, my parents were not pleased. I just thought that since these grades did not count, there was not very much to worry about, but they did affect me in a more dramatic way than I imagined.
Midway through my seventh grade year the school held basketball tryouts, and despite being just as skilled as the best players, I failed to make the basketball team. In seventh grade, the first year of junior high, not making the basketball team was devastating. The damage of not making the team had very little to do with learning basketball skills, but rather the thought of being shunned from my fellow classmates and friends in a new school. Throughout this unhappy experience, I felt very little support or compassion from my teachers, as the six teachers I had did not have a clue about what was happening in my life. They never took the time to get to know me, or to understand my actions.
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I thought I was an excellent student, a math wiz, and on my way to play professional basketball, after elementary school breezed by. [Participle] Similar to many students entering junior high, I quickly found my new school’s experiences, horrifying and torturous, to be eye opening. [Absolute]. I was not going to play professional basketball, but this was not the high on the list of concerns. My grades were low and for the first time I saw an F on my report card. This F was also followed by D’s and C’s. To say the least, my parents, the masters graduates, were not pleased. [Appositive] I just thought that since these grades did not count, there was not very much to worry about, but they did affect me in a way, more dramatic than I imagined.
Midway through my seventh grade year the school held basketball tryouts, and despite being just as skilled as the best players, I failed to make the basketball team. [Participle]. In seventh grade, the first year of junior high, not making the basketball team was devastating. [Appositive] The damage of not making the team had very little to do with learning basketball skills, but rather the thought of being shunned from my fellow classmates and friends in a new school. Throughout this ult experience, difficult and unhappy, I felt very little support or compassion from my teachers, as the six teachers I had did not have a clue about what was happening in my life. [Adjectives Out of Order]. Never taking the time to get to know me, or to understand my actions, is how my teachers behaved. [Participle]
*I did not know how to get bold to work, but I put the brushstroke at the end of the sentence.
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The bold print didn't show up on mine either so I am assuming the brackets follow the sentence with the brushstroke in it. I know your appositives are correct but I think participles are supposed to have a "ing" at the end. At least they include a word with an "ing." I suppose I could be wrong. It looks like your second participle is right but maybe I'm just confused where the first one is. Otherwise good job using the brushstrokes. I don't really understand absolutes completely so I'm unsure about those ones.
ReplyDeleteLooks like you have all the brushstrokes right, except the participles. Adding the participle brushstroke requires you to add the ending -ing to you words. For example, in your first sentence you could change it to:
ReplyDeleteAfter elementary school went breezing by, I thought I was an excellent student, a math wiz, and on my way to play professional basketball.
Mike, this one is correct:
ReplyDelete... my parents, the masters graduates,...
The others, no.