Writing experiences has always been a challenge as long as I remember. Writing is an ambition that I’ve always wanted to overcome the correct way has been a huge task for me over the years. Reading, Writing and Comprehension were a huge subject in our household growing up both for my younger brother and I. Growing up with both parents married in the late 1960’s with two small children going to college full time and working full time and I recall going to school with mother or father if no babysitters or crossover (mom or dad pick-up).
After my mother and father graduated from college in the early 1970’s, that we both went to the graduations and clearly remember to this day. I’m setting this scene this is reference to my writing skills that has been weakness. My family moved out of the city into rural city in Southern California and my parents wanted the best education and private religious schools we went from elementary on up. The curriculum was tuff and especially when it came to writing. I cringe and the thought in about late fourth and fifth grade we had to write daily essay/journal. It was usually an hour 3-4 times a week and homework also of essays. In class essays were the worse because when it came to writing and the sentence to take make sense and to be graded…oh no! It seemed the teachers were calling my parents every week about my writing and dread that because I had to hear the “preaching” of all the money they spend on private schools and want the best educations for the my brother and I. My parents were not the type of parents to sit down with me and be patient to study and help with homework and relied on teachers at school. I was one of those students did sometime of no recess and after school detention with essay writing to catch up on work that I did not do in class. Hated it!
Going into high school was one my biggest struggles with writing/grammar, and I had to encountered dealing my parents divorcing from marriage of 25 years and it was a terrible and along child custody battle with my younger brother and I. Tenth grade and I failed the whole year and did not “ditch” school. Just did not do the work and family drama took a toll on me mentally and psychically after third/fourth time in courts of my father fighting custody and received it, we moved and had to enroll in public schools. This is where my inspiration comes into play…is me! My father insisted on holding me back a grade and I pleaded not too and talking to school counselor and I was able to re-do my classes in Adult School in summer and took full commitment to bring up my grade point average. Did English class and finished with a basic writing essay, History, Social Science both research and essay and another subject and I can’t remember because it’s over thirty years ago. All other classes were made in my junior year and I did graduate on time it was not easy. My own inspiration in spite of all that I have been through at that time that I wanted to prove that I can do this and not fail.
Moving forward into my adult years and my intentions to be in college and my confidence of writing for a class went from “hero to zero”! Second guess myself with the basic writing skills and I was famous for fragments in my sentences. I was tired of receiving bad grades in college no solutions and my confidence was done. So…what happens that the procrastinations begins and my pride did not want to ask for help and try to write a essay and discourage for a while and drop the class. I have so many English text books in garage in boxes that I have referred to when I needed for writing letters or for jobs over the years.
Writing has interfered with my jobs in my early years of jobs as I grew in corporate world in which I feel that I was second guess myself. Experience of supervisor proofread my e-mails that I send on daily basis to the corporation in regards to collections and would “reply to all” and embarrass me about my writing. WOW! “Tabu” again! No reasoning with this lady…only we could agree on we could not stand each other and I did not care. So..what I did went into my handy old English text book and kept in my desk and proofread my own writing with my own confidence. In job world it does catch up to you. “Gotcha”!
Writing is so important to me because I have a lot to share and experiences. Over the years and recently ask to write a blog and a book but personally my writing skills was my biggest downfall that I have felt. I have following on social media and building as I go and still learning all the others. Blogging websites are new to me and I know and heard that writing can be express of what want on your own blog. Well, I hope my mission will be accomplish and end of my “Writing is my Tabu”!