ests in life. Not what I did well in school with, but what I really enjoyed in life and maybe school. I then looked up to the sky and saw the stars. And then I began to wonder. What about a career studying the heavens? Sounded logical. I new a lot about the stars already and I am a huge science fiction fan. I eve toiled with the idea of doing astronomy for a few weeks. However, over a spring break I soon realized the one flaw in this idea. I suck at math. I just can’t do it, and there is no sense in doing a career that I will have to struggle just to keep up with. No, I needed a different idea. I started thinking about the experiences I had in life. I started thinking about my literacy knowledge. In high school I took four years of Arabic and became fairly proficient in the language. It helped me to appreciate words and meanings and to look at things from different perspectives. I was also very good at history and loved reading about ancient civilizations. But I didn’t want to become an historian. I love doing things too much to have a desk job. I need a job where I can do manual labor, but yet still be academic. Maybe something that demands my language skills in English and Arabic. Then I realized the answer was right in front of my face.In this essay I was supposed to analyze my literacy and things that have affected it. So far you can tell I have only talked about the last year of my life with a few references before. I have not made the connections to my “personal sense of literacy” in the traditional way, but they are still there. My point in this essay is to show that one’s own sense of literacy is very much different than someone else’s. I though that my literacy dealt with events that happened to me when I was in the third grade, and then the teachers I had, and then the past year of my life. But it isn’t all those things. Yes, they affected me at the time, but...
