As LIT102 comes to an end, I must say that these past few weeks have been nothing short of a roller coaster. Yet, I find myself looking back not only on the genres we studied, descriptive, narrative, expository, persuasive, and poetry, but on the quiet lessons beneath them. Each genre carried its own demands, yet together they reminded me that writing is not simply about technique. It is about intention, courage, and the willingness to be vulnerable.
Descriptive writing taught me to slow down and see beyond the surface, to choose words that carry emotional weight. Narrative writing reminded me that plot and character are not just technical tools, but ways of making sense of experience. Expository writing showed me the power of clarity and structure, while persuasive writing challenged me to think critically about audience and voice. Poetry, with its rhythm and imagery, reminded me that sometimes the deepest truths are spoken in the fewest words.
Yet this reflection is not only about me as a student, it is about me as a teacher. I cannot ignore the moments of guilt that surfaced when I remembered asking my own students to “add more detail” or “use imagery” without always modeling what that truly meant. LIT102 has reminded me that teaching writing is not about demanding more, but about guiding gently, showing patiently, and creating spaces where students feel safe to risk vulnerability.
As I move forward, I hope to implement these lessons in my classroom practice. I want to give my students the gift of the author’s chair, where their voices are heard and valued. I want to teach them that description is not about adjectives, but about evoking emotion; that narrative is not just about events, but about meaning; that expository and persuasive writing are not chores, but opportunities to inform and inspire; and that poetry is not distant, but alive in their everyday language.
My farewell to LIT102 is solemn, but full of gratitude. This course has been more than a requirement, it has been a reminder of why I teach. It has been a journey of rediscovery, vulnerability, and growth. The lessons I have learned here will not remain confined to these pages; they will ripple outward into my teaching practice, shaping how I guide my students to find their own voices. Closing this chapter does not mean an ending, but rather a beginning. I leave with sharper tools, deeper empathy, and a renewed commitment to nurture authentic expression in the classroom. In opening new pages, I carry forward the courage to write with intention and the responsibility to model that courage for my students. This is not just the conclusion of LIT102, it is the start of a new story, one I will continue to write alongside those I teach.
Farewell, LIT102. You have not only shaped my writing, you have reshaped my teaching.
Till we meet again,
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