Between school, working at the Writing Center, and blogging for Life at Nyack, I spend a lot of my time writing. It is one of my strongest skills, and I frequently find ways to use it outside of an academic setting. The way I write is something that has developed slowly over time; when I was in elementary school I thought that five-paragraph essays were simply impossible to complete, but my love for writing has grown so much over the years that I actually enjoy writing long papers. The fact that I like to write even when it is for school or work is confusing to many people, so I often have to explain why I write.
When I was in high school one of my English teachers spoke a word of wisdom to the class something that stuck with me. She said, “Writing isn’t just for English class. It isn’t just for high school or college. Good writing skills will be useful to you for the rest of your life.” She went on to give numerous examples of reasons to write in the professional world and elsewhere, and she closed by saying, “No matter where you go or what you do, there will be some reason for you to write. And if you write well, you will succeed.” At the time, I didn’t believe her. I thought that after I was finished with school, occasions to write would occur rarely, if ever, but I learned everything that she taught us in order to get a good grade. As time went on, though, I was faced with more and more situations where I needed to exercise the skills that I reluctantly picked up in school. As I applied for jobs, colleges, and scholarships I found myself using and developing my writing abilities.
It would seem as though I became a good writer because I enjoy writing, but the opposite is true; my love for writing is resultant of my becoming a good writer. When I first started to write out of necessity, I needed good grades so that I wouldn’t get in trouble with my parents, so I worked hard at creating my compositions. At first, the hard work didn’t help at all. My writing stunk, and I hated doing it. But, as I did it over and over, I became better and better. Once it became easy for me to write well, I started to like to write.
For me, writing relieves stress, helps me to excel in my classes at Nyack, and earns me money. What My teacher said to the class has repeatedly proved to be true in my life; I have found reasons to write in every area of my life. I never imagined choosing a career path like college-level education, where writing is such an integral part of the occupation, but I am a few years away from becoming a college professor. For this and many other reasons, writing will be a huge part of my life for as long as I live.