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Erika Archussachat "Determination"
An essay written in Ms. Alam's English class describing the MEE project in Mr. Johnson's history class.
“Today, you are going to start your Most Excellent Essay,” Mr. Johnson
reported. That was when I got to finally experience what he had been telling us about since the beginning of the year, writing an essay about the Age of Exploration. When we were all on our own after the group work, I began to struggle with the Most Excellent Essay. I made a commitment to myself that I would try everyday and finish this essay. On the first day of working on my Most Excellent Essay, Mr. Johnson assigned us into groups that would help us learn about the Age of Exploration. After working together for the whole period, everyone was on their own. I felt like I could not get any air into my stomach because of all the butterflies squished together inside. The Age of Exploration had to deal with many technological advances that helped explorers on their journeys, or the unforgettable voyages, which discovered different routes or places, but more importantly, the famous people, who created a time of adventure, courage, and accomplishment. Technological advances were keys to opening the door for the explorers. Important journeys were experiences that allowed people to discover a new world. Memorable individuals created a time that many people would always remember. On my first try, I could not even get past the first sentence! At the beginning, I struggled and had a lot of trouble just getting past the first sentence, but loved the challenge of this Most Excellent Essay and I continued trying. Everyday when I came to Mr. Johnson to get my essay checked, he would always find something wrong about it. My third paragraph was very hard to pass, and I soon felt like it would take me a year to pass it, but I was still determined and kept checking my essay everyday. I knew that if I was determined to finish this essay, I would finish it. By the time I got to my fifteenth try, I decided to check my essay twice a day because I really wanted to pass it, also knowing if I didn’t, it would drop my grade ten percent. The last sentence then came along when I was about on my nineteenth or twentieth try and on my twenty first try, Mr. Johnson told me that if I would just fix the final error I would get past the last sentence, which got me jumpy. After school, I nervously walked up to Mr. Johnson to get my essay corrected. As I stood there, I was so nervous, I felt like I was going to faint. I was a nervous wreck. Mr. Johnson read my last sentence over and I was through with my last sentence, but I could not be so cocky because he had to do one last review over the whole essay. In my mind I began to remember the first time I got my essay checked, how much I tried everyday, and how much effort I put into doing this essay. Just standing there as still as the door, I waited and watched his pen being used as a pointer. The next thing I know, Mr. Johnson turns to me, while his hand moved toward me and he said aloud, “Congratulations. this is a Most Excellent Essay.” Once those heavenly words came out of his mouth, I was so happy and relieved, I felt like I had accomplished the hardest task I have ever had in my life. My spear was finally sharp enough to slay the dragon. The challenge of writing a perfect essay on the Age of Exploration got me excited. Although it was very hard, I never quit. As a result, I accomplished my goal and was the first girl to finish. Passing the Most Excellent Essay was an event that changed me greatly because I learned that determination leads to accomplishment. |
Brenda
Salazar 5/10/08 “Worth the Effort” An essay written in Mrs. Wilken's English class describing the MEE project in Mr. Johnson's history class. “Remember, it’s my job to fail you, and what is yours, Brenda?” asked my seventh grade world history teacher, Mr. Johnson. “To pass it,” I replied. I had memorized the answer to the question he’d asked so many times before. He loved to challenge his students, and if it weren’t for this one assignment, I would never have the confidence or willingness to be the center of attention I posses now. It all began one warm spring morning as I stepped inside the history classroom, one of my favorite places to be on campus. Everyone sat in their seats, and we took attendance. After concluding that each student was present, Mr. Johnson assigned the class what he called the Most Excellent Essay. “You can either receive an A or an F on it, and any more than a mistake will automatically give you an F.” Everyone gasped. He further explained that the topic of the essay would be the Age of Exploration and that wrinkles and crooked staples would count as mistakes. I was slightly relieved to hear that we would have as many chances to pass the Most Excellent Essay as we could fit into a period of nine weeks. Still, I was extremely overwhelmed, for it took the student who passed it in the least amount of times three tries before he got it perfectly. Then I wondered if maybe I could be the one to beat that astounding record. A few days later in that same classroom, some students had already written and typed out their essays, and as they handed them to Mr. Johnson, I wondered whether or not it was wise of me to not have finished my own. However when I did turn it in, which was a couple of days later, I was feeling fairly confident. That confidence wore away when Mr. Johnson called out, “Brenda,” a sign for me to rise from my seat and make my way over to where he was sitting. He began to read as I stood there next to him. An enormous lump invaded my throat. Without warning, I heard, “You have made it through the first paragraph of the essay, mistake-free,” and later, “I have read through the first four paragraphs without finding a single error.” My excitement could hardly be contained. I was so saddened when two mistakes were found in the end. I was expecting the next day at school to be an ordinary one until someone in my math class said, “I heard you made it to paragraph four of your Most Excellent Essay.” I nodded, not feeling extremely comfortable with the attention. Shortly after, another twelve people confronted me, either to praise me for getting so far on the first attempt, or to ask if they had permission to borrow my essay to use when writing theirs. I got more and more used to hearing these words, but all too soon, the day when I’d try to pass and break the record, came, and I was as nervous as nervous could be when Mr. Johnson said my name. “Okay, I need complete silence while I read Brenda’s Most Excellent Essay,” he said, which, as you can imagine, made me even more terrified! He started reading from the fifth and last paragraph and found nothing. In a low and somewhat disappointed tone of voice he said, “You are on final review.” My heart skipped a beat. I wanted so badly to fast-forward time because the tension was simply unbearable. Then POOF! My hopes burst up into flames. “You need to capitalize “captain”. Oh, and replace “found” with a better word.” His words, though not harsh, were like a slap in the face. I had come so close. Later that week, I became really determined to pass the Most Excellent Essay. A number of students had asked me if I had passed, and it hurt more and more each time I responded, “No.” So during history, Mr. Johnson once again collected the 10-or-so essays from his students. He went through them all and saved mine for last. I walked up to him, really expecting the worst. All eyes were on me as he scanned my paper for errors. It was the longest four minutes of my entire life. Mr. Johnson extended his hand, and I knew that could only mean one thing. “Congratulations. This is a Most Excellent Essay,” he announced. I shook his hand and wished the moment could have lasted just a bit longer when it was all over. The record still stood at three tries, but I felt just as proud of myself as I would have been if I had beaten it. Plus, I was the first student to pass that school year. Looking back on the experience, I realize that there was much more to it than conquering an incredible feat. I couldn’t believe how many students came up to me and told me how stunned they were about the matter. “You know you love the attention!” teased my friend, and the truth is I did. My transformation in character was and still is shocking. Overall, Mr. Johnson and the Most Excellent Essay have changed my life for the better in so many different ways. |