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The Plunge. Jenny Rossbach Professor George Hlavaty College Writing Showcase April 27, 2009. About me and my project ENG 110 objective My writing process Challenges in writing process What I learned My project: “The Plunge”. About my project and me. - PowerPoint PPT Presentation

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About my project and meI am a Business Administration major from Avon, ConnecticutMy project is called The PlungeThe assignment was to write a memoir with a clear purpose and audienceThe purpose/insight had to be relatable to the audienceI wrote about jumping off a cliff next to the Pont du Gard in FranceMy audience was people who are afraid to step out of their comfort zonesMy insight was that I stepped out of my comfort zone by jumping off a cliff and now I apply that to my everyday life and take risks and reap benefits that I wouldnt have before

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Jenny RossbachProfessor George HlavatyCollege Writing ShowcaseApril 27, 2009About me and my projectENG 110 objectiveMy writing processChallenges in writing processWhat I learnedMy project: The Plunge

1My writing processI wrote my first draft and had my peers edit it using criteria set out by the professor. After the peer review I wrote another draft using their comments and suggestion. During this stage I took out anything in my paper that did not relate to my insight. I also made sure that I was writing for my specific audience. To revise my second draft I used the grading rubric and questions prepared by Professor Hlavaty to ask myself if I had all necessary components in my paper. I also had my professor look at my paper and tell me what to fix. After his feedback I took out several sections of my paper that did not help me relate my insight to my audience. After I made all my revisions I edited my project for grammar mistakes and readability.

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4I struggled with making my paper succinct and making sure that everything I included in my essay had a specific purpose. In my first draft I spent almost two out of six pages describing the setting and interactions with people that did not connect to jumping off the cliff. In later drafts I had to focus on engaging the reader with the first paragraph by letting them know exactly about which experience I was writing. For example, the first sentence of my final draft had been the last sentence of my first draft. During the entire writing process I had to make sure what I was writing related to the assignment and that I was not going off on unrelated tangents.

Challenges I faced during the writing process

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5Before I wrote my personal essay, I thought that jumping off the cliff next to the Pont du Gard was just some crazy thing I had done while I was in France. When we were brainstorming possible topics for this assignment this experience popped into my mind. I never thought when I made the plunge that I could use it to teach other people a lesson and share my insight from the event. It made me realize that I could write powerful pieces using my own experiences that would be able to influence other people. Like I said, in high school writing was more about other people and their works of writing, and less on messages from my personal experiences. This project made me realize that personal essays are just as powerful as analytical essays, and more enjoyable to write for me.What this project taught me about my subject and about writing

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6My project: The Plunge continuedWe performed our tourist tasks by taking a few pictures of ourselves and others on the Pont du Gard with the river calmly flowing in the background. I leaned forward against the railing while Julia took pictures of people around us and looked down into the rippling water far below. An uneasy feeling overcame me and I realized the height of the structure was the source of my discomfort. I turned my back to the edge and gazed off the other side of the aqueduct, where I could see parts of the cliff peeking through the thick crowd of tourists. After the group met at the ice cream shop, we migrated down to the shore by the river. Immediately the group split itself into two smaller factions, and half laid down their towels in the sand to sunbathe, while the others congregated in the water. I started to lay down my towel with Julia, but something falling in the distance caught my eye. The object was falling off the forty-foot rocky cliff that was on the opposite shore, right next to the Pont du Gard. The object made a large splash in the river, and as it came up it yelled in elation. Wait the object was a person, and he was Alden, a boy from my P2P delegation. Continued on next slideAbout me and my projectENG 110 objectiveMy writing processChallenges in writing processWhat I learned

Home8I turned to Julia to ask if she had just witnessed what I had. She had, but refused my proposal to join them. I would have liked a partner in the short swim across the lake, but her decision not to do it wasnt going to prevent me in partaking in this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The water was the perfect temperature, not freezing but cool enough to wash off the sweat accumulating on my body from the heat of the afternoon. After the swim I dragged my tired body onto the rocky edge of the cliff. Climbing the rocks up to the top in a bikini was a challenge, but I managed, and soon made it to my destination. About a dozen people were up there already, a mixture of French people and Americans from my delegation. I crept cautiously over to the edge and peered over. Once towering over the river, my heartbeat told me that looking up at the cliff from the river and looking down into the water from the top were frighteningly different situations. My palms began to sweat in response to the apparent danger of the situation in which I found myself. I momentarily panicked and doubted my eagerness to engage in such an absurdly risky activity and I began climbing back down the cliff. Several people noticed my unease and encouraged me to try it at least once. Continued on next slideMy project: The Plunge continuedAbout me and my projectENG 110 objectiveMy writing processChallenges in writing processWhat I learned

Home9My project: The Plunge continuedIts easy, you cant get hurt! shouted Alden as he ran 10 feet, leaped into the air and landed in the water far below with a splash. I cautiously crept to the edge of the cliff and peered down. My palms sweated more profusely at the sight of Aldens head distantly bobbing in the river. From the height at which I stood, I couldnt tell the difference between his head and a leaf floating on the surface. The sun heated the rocky surface that massaged my feet with every step I took away from the edge. I stood in the background as people flew past me on all sides, running as fast as they could to get more height from their leap off the cliff. Continued on next slideAbout me and my projectENG 110 objectiveMy writing processChallenges in writing processWhat I learned

Home10My project: The Plunge continuedAfter several more minutes, which seemed like an eternity, I gathered enough courage to once again approach the edge. Despite the sweat now dripping off my palms, and not entirely because of the warmth of the day, I backed up a few feet and then ran three steps forward. Onetwothree! My hair flew up around my face and my limbs weightlessly surrounded me. I started to think about how crazy it was that I was free falling next to the Pont du Gard. Then I started to think about how crazy it was that I was in the air long enough to have long thoughts running through my headslam! As soon as I hit the water, I knew that doing a seat drop was not a smart idea. I momentarily panicked because I had not expected to go as far under water as I did. As I was still under the cool water I could feel the backs of my thighs stinging from the impact. After struggling under the water to reach the surface and air, I swam back towards the cliff. Before climbing back up to the top, I twisted to look at the backs of my legs. They were bright red, but to my surprise that didnt stop me from wanting to jump a second time. Continued on next slideAbout me and my projectENG 110 objectiveMy writing processChallenges in writing processWhat I learned

Home11The second time I jumped I only panicked for a minute or so before jumping off and free falling forty feet. I remembered to keep my legs straight down this time to avoid the painful seat drop from the first landing. My fatigued body struggled as I began to swim out of the middle of the river back to the cliffs edge. Suddenly someone landed about three feet to the left of me. That was so much fun! Julia screamed at me as soon as she surfaced. Julia! You almost landed on me! But you did it! Lets jump together! I found the energy within me to swim back to the cliff and once again climb to its peak. This was an awesome experience on my own, but the idea of sharing it with my best friend of four years renewed my strength. Julia and I ran and jumped off at the same time while French locals looked on, obviously impressed with our feigned bravery. When we were back in the water we realized that our delegation was starting to swim back towards the shore with the sunbathers and ice cream shop. Not wanting to be late again, we decided to swim back to meet our delegation. Continued on next slideMy project: The Plunge continuedAbout me and my projectENG 110 objectiveMy writing processChallenges in writing processWhat I learned

Home12My project: The Plunge continuedBack on the coach bus the sopping wet people congregated in the back to share sto