Reflection: Student Research and Writing Conference 2017

           

What is truly writing? The dictionary defines it as an activity or skill of marking coherent words on paper and composing text. In a way it sounds monotonous but at the end it’s what you want it to be. There are two ways you can go with when you are writing. You can open up and go for the jugular or just simply write as if you were a machine. For me, writing goes way beyond. There are not just simply words put together to make sense. 
           When you are writing you tell a story, you try to take everything that is going on in your mind and express it. You lay it all and discuss a certain topic. When it comes to it, you have to always make a small or big research in order to dominate what you’re talking about, write your point of view, and support it with facts. In my case, I have to imagine the work that I’m about to compose. After that, I ask myself in what format am I going to structure it. Finally, after a long time of doing a huge brainstorm, I sit on my computer and let my thoughts be the guide of my fingers moving through the keyboard of my laptop.

            The past Wednesday in the Conference, I truly appreciated the work people just like me did and how fluent and strong they were when they decided to share their work. Also, the beauty of what is writing. It doesn’t matter if it’s personal or just for a class, to read it in front of people who may judge you very harshly is hard. Strength and courage becomes your best supporters.

When it comes to me, I don’t consider myself a writer at all. I hate when I have to share my writings so yes, you can say that I’m very insecure about it. I have grown very fondly of literature. I fell in love with two series of book that made me want to explore classic authors and loose myself in their amazing writing. Right now in the semester I don’t have much time, but when I do, I can easily spend hours reading a book. In the conference a boy named Gilberto who was a student from the second panel, told us a very short story was truly amazing. With just a few words he gave me the “chills” and I immediately thought of what a great writer he’s going to be, although he already is.

            My experience as a moderator was a really good one. I had the opportunity of presenting my classmates who made sure their work was perfect.

 I admire them so much for sharing uncomfortable stories that marked them in life with strangers. If I was nervous, being only the moderator, I can’t imagine how much they were. Not only did they read their story, but also answered questions that made them go deeper and open up in front of the people. They definitely did a fine job.