[The first paragraph of this reflection was done on a piece I did last year about how I am as a reader/writer.]
As a reader, not too much has changed, but I have figured out my interests. I am still not one to pick up a book without an assigned reason, but I think a book with an understandable but explorable is interesting. A book needs a certain idea that I am interested in seeing explored, but that doesn’t narrow much down. I still read slow, so I sloth metaphor (in the piece last year, I compared my reading ability to a sloth), however simplistic it is, still holds up. Sloths are slow. Looking back, it was a lazy Metaphor.
[This second paragraph was a reflection of how I am as a learner now.]
I have no idea how I am as a learner, and I can’t really describe how I fit into my community, but I feel I have some sort of place where I fit. I’m not sure. I can stay focused enough when in school, drifting off is at a minimum, but I lose all focus when I am at home. The thing I’m actually motivated to do is marching band where once in a while I practice at home before rehearsal. I may have lost either a little part of myself as a learner or another part of myself somewhere along the way.
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